Family Blackmail Novels & Stories

I looked at Mom blankly because I didn't know what kind of expression I'm supposed to make right now, "Is Uncle Bartholomew that introduced you to that business right?" Clearly we are wealthy and have a lot of money, but for Dad to become bankrupt that only means that he put in a lot of money into whatever that shit is I looked at Dad who refused looking at me, and the answer was obvious, "I clearly told you! That man hates you, every single time he has a cool investment and now you've finally fallen into it!" "Luna, Don't talk to your Dad that way!" Mom glared at me and reprimanded. "We might end up selling the house, The company is up for sell. And we need urgent cash! If we don't get any

Tatiana grabbed the little bowl of warm water sitting on the nightstand, dipped a soft cloth in it, and wrung it out. Carefully, she started wiping Rafael's forehead. "I bet you heard everything your mom just said," she murmured. She wiped his cheek gently, almost like it was some kind of ritual. "Don't worry. I'm used to hearing stuff like that." Tatiana gave a small smile, though it didn't really reach anywhere. "My family's even worse, you know. At least your mom just hates me 'cause she thinks I'm after her money. My family hated me just for existing."

“There was more than one illegitimate child at that anniversary party. And the tabloids sure make it clear you’re not the only indiscretion of the group. So, forgive me if that doesn’t sound like much of a reason for their considerable distaste for you.” “It’s not just because I’m a bastard,” I continued. “It’s because my father lied about it. You’re right about there being more than one illegitimate child in the family. It’s not a matter of indiscretion, but birthright. A Drakos bastard can never actually be a Drakos. They’re well taken care of, even loved in some cases… but to an extent. Tradition says they can never actually inherit any of the family legacy or any real wealth. They’re rar

Joanna immediately called Clive. “Clive, did you take the family emergency funds? Mom and Dad are in the hospital and need urgent treatment. Transfer the money back right now!” On the other end of the line came Clive’s contemptuous laugh, mixed with the sound of a woman giggling in the background. “So what if those old fossils are in the hospital? What does that have to do with me? Joanna, are you stupid? I have no blood relation to them. Why should I care if they live or die?!

“I felt so bad for her mother, Rachel. That could never be me. That would have been over my dead body. It's a good thing we and the council were able to convince them to reject each other.” A chill swept down my spine. They went that far? This meant there was not a single hope for me and Kester, even if I wanted to accept him. What happens when they learn that the same family who spearheaded the purging of a “sinful” bond have children tangled in one far more forbidden? Not just step-cousins. But step-siblings. Raised under the same roof from a young age. My stomach lurched. A wave of nausea climbed up my throat, bitter and burning. My fingers went numb around the phone.

has been in your family forever?" "Generations." "And your father was involved?" "Yes." "Your grandfather?" "Yes." "Your great-grandfather?" "Yes, Liliana." I narrowed my eyes. "And your uncles?" Grey sighed. "Of course my uncles." "You have uncles?" He looked at me as if I'd asked whether he had a head. "Of course I have uncles, silly." He reached forward and gently squeezed my cheeks. "What do you think? I fell from the sky?" I burst out laughing. "Stop!" He released my face, grinning. I looked at him again, but my smile slowly disappeared. "So your whole family is involved?" "Extended family, yes." "Are you close?" His expression changed. "No." The ans

I told her. "Trying to squeeze blood from a rock." She leaned in closer. "I know we haven't always gotten along, but we're family. We really are in bad shape. The boys don't know the half of it. We're going to have to lose the club membership, they won't be able to golf with their dad anymore. I'm going to have to pull them out of their Tae Kwon Do classes soon."

While Braham was in that Council meeting defending his choice to stand by me, members of his own pack were here, in my world, painting me as the problem. "There's more." Callie pulled up another article, this one with a photo of me and Leo at the park, his face thankfully blurred. "They're calling it the 'Harvey Family Curse.' Making it sound like you're the common denominator of disaster." @MoneyTalks: Must be nice having billionaire royalty bankrolling your revenge plot. The rest of us can't afford that kind of justice. @AnonymousUser: She destroyed her whole family over money. That inheritance was the real goal all along.

Blake motioned weakly for me to lean closer, then spoke in a frail whisper. “I caught my stepmother having an affair with Mr. Dean… My father has a mistress and an illegitimate son outside the family… Someone among them tampered with my car because they wanted me dead…” I swallowed hard. What kind of insane rich-family drama was this? More importantly, hadn’t I just learned way too much?! “Help me… get out of here,” he pleaded weakly. “There’s no way,” I blurted out immediately. After all, both families had already paid me a total of eleven million.

"Today I'll keep my distance from you so you don't catch a fever. Is that okay with you?" "It's even more of a problem that you haven't told me anything since yesterday. What exactly did you want to tell me?" Brandon exhaled sharply, clutching the blanket. "Actually, behind the crimes committed by your stepfamily, there's another main culprit." Belinda widened her eyes as she leaned closer to her husband. "Who are they? Isn't it obvious that my stepfamily is the culprit?" "In fact, all this time your stepfamily has been controlled, that's why they do evil without thinking twice just because of money."