Famil Novels & Stories

“What did you do wrong? Making Emma upset means you’re going against me! “I don’t care. Apologize right now! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you!” Then Mom’s voice came from the other end of the phone. “Lucas, don’t talk to Freya like that. She’s your sister!” Then she turned back to me. “Freya, Lucas is still young. Don’t stoop to his level. “And we really did just come out for a simple meal today. Don’t overthink it.” Listening to Mom’s words, a wave of bitterness rose in my chest. I said coldly, “You don’t need to explain. You’re the real family anyway.”

Difficulty: Romantic Groove. "Romantic what?" she said, turning to Elian. "Baby, what did you choose?" Elian shrugged adorably. "I just picked the one with hearts and stars. I think it's for couples." Camille stared at him shocked. "Your father and I aren't a couple," she clarified. "That's not what Mrs. Floria said. A family is made up of a Mummy, Daddy, and kids. You are Mummy, and he is Daddy, and I am the kid. So, family. And that means Mummy and Daddy are a couple!" he said proudly.

The two family’s had always been close. Bailey Everleigh never thought too much about it until the summer that everything changed. She had been raised with her own family, and theirs was always nearby as well. They did almost everything together. She had always thought it was because both were large families. They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never.

Now, here I sat years later surrounded by family and friends who were all determined that Jude and I would succeed. Our family tree might have started off with different roots, but over the years our trunks had grown together until the branches now wove an artistic tapestry of love. It wasn't born from DNA or bloodlines but by choice. And we were all connected by those family ties. The End 2 1

Broken. Bloody. But finally, undeniably, a family.

Risky but effective. “I see…since Aiden was new to this kind of game, I will let him taste how the Lilium Familia deal with that kind of transaction around my turf. I’ll make sure my men will handle him.” he smiled when his wife clearly went into her dangerous side as being the mafia lady boss of her own familia.

"Every member of my family." The Shared-Sense System paused, as if the idea were new to it. Then its reply came sharp and satisfied. "Approved. Bound targets: Amber, your eldest brother Justin, your second brother Nelson, your third brother Rayden, and your fourth brother Stefan. "Activation condition: First pain event reaches 90+. Bound targets will share 30% of your pain. "Second pain event at 90+: Transfer increases to 65% percent. "Third pain event: Transfer becomes 100%.

"It's your fault! It's all your fault! You ruined our family! Give me back my Jasmine!" "Hack... Hack... Dad... let go..." Carrie's face turned purple from being choked, and she struggled desperately. Mom crawled over and gripped Dad's leg tightly. "Honey, snap out of it! Even if you strangle Carrie to death, Jasmine won't come back to life!" "I don't care! She has to pay!" Dad was like a madman, his eyes bloodshot. "It's her fault! She's the one who killed my daughter! My Jasmine..."

"So what if I hit you? If it weren't for you, Athena wouldn't hate me, and my family wouldn't be falling apart! "All of this is because of you. You ruined everything, you bitch!" Sophia stood frozen, her mouth agape in shock. "But… didn't you say we were a family? Isn't Jackson fond of me?" Jackson shot back instantly, his expression icy, just like the way he used to look at me. "I never liked you! You're the reason I lost my mom. I hate you! "We were never a family—not with you." Mason's expression was just as cold, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Get the hell out."

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. A wave of zombies suddenly went berserk, nearing the year-end. As a result, my parents and Ashton had no choice but to join the anti-zombie squad. Mom and Ashton became big shots in just one day. Her height had increased until she was approximately 9'10". At this point, my mother genuinely resembled a life-sized meat grinder as she swept through a large swath of zombies with a swing of the telephone pole and kicked the cars under her feet. It was as if she was kicking a ball instead of an actual vehicle.