روايات وقصص ضمن Family Doesn't End With Blood

“Mama, does daddy really have another kid other than me?” her sickly daughter coughs, forcing a little smile as she asked. Aliana eyes flickered, before she wryly smiled. “It’s your birthday today Ana, don't bother yourself with ugly things.” She said so, and that's what made her daughter confirm her thoughts. As Aliana held her daughter hand tight, she watched as Ana pouty mouth pursed, “Mama…” she paused, a weak sigh coming out of her lips, “Marry papa uncle instead. I be okay.” Aliana left, determined,—when. Lancer cornered his wife, pressing her tightly on the wall, but his trembling hand that caressed her cheeks gently betrayed what he truly felt inside, “Please… don’t re

On Christmas Day, eight months pregnant, I struggled through the kitchen,cooking for my husband and his secretary. When I finally sat down, hoping to taste a piece of turkey I didn’t even get during Thanksgiving, my husband shoved me aside like I was nothing. He slid the turkey in front of his secretary instead. “Alison,you’re already so fat. Stop eating. Let Daisy have it—she deserves to enjoy your cooking.” Daisy，chewing on the turkey I had painstakingly prepared, had the audacity to mock me under the guise of playing truth or dare with my child. “So, what do you think your mom looks like?” “Mommy looks like a fat pig on a farm!” “Her stretch marks? They’re like disgusting worms crawl

My mate, Raelor Thorne, is the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack. He once swore that in this lifetime, he would mark only me. Yet one month before our marking ceremony, he insisted that he must first mark with Seraphine Morcant, his late brother's mate. He claimed it was to comfort her and preserve his brother's bloodline. He said he would help her conceive an heir, so the line would not die. I refused. He brought it up every day after that, pressing harder each time, leaving me no room to breathe. Then, half a month before the ceremony, I received a report from the Pack Healing Sanctum. It stated clearly that Seraphine had already been marked and was nearly one month pregnant. In that mome

When vampires attack the border, my mate's childhood female friend and I both end up trapped in the camp. My mate, Damon Aldridge, shifts into his wolf form and rescues her without a second thought, leaving me alone to face the flames and vampire assault. The next day, I submit a request to the council of elders to sever our mate bond. Damon shows up with a stormy expression, demanding, "You have a priestess bloodline. You can heal yourself. Lydia's more fragile, so I rescued her first. Are you seriously jealous over this?" I meet his eyes calmly. "Yes, but none of that matters anymore."

My mom gave birth to a pair of twins. While I lived with my grandma in the countryside since young, my younger sister, Katrina Coffey, got to live with our parents. I only got to live with my family after I got into a high school in the city. I thought I'd be able to experience what it feels like to be loved by my family. What I didn't know was that this would be the start of my nightmares. My family alienated me, treating me as though I were an outsider. My status was even lower than that of Katrina's dog. Later on, Katrina forcibly stuffed a piece of mango, which I was allergic to, into my mouth. Her excuse was that she wanted to help me get rid of my allergy. I tried to plead with m

[The story about my son cutting ties with us is all an act. If I hadn’t done that, there’s no way my daughter would have willingly handed over the money!] During the long holiday weekend, I was killing time at my desk when I randomly clicked on a Reddit post. Maybe it was because I also had a younger brother who had cut ties with the family. The night he slammed the door and left, my parents seemed to age ten years overnight. From that day on, I became their only source of support. Every month, I send them five hundred dollars for living expenses. Even when I wasn’t feeling well, I forced myself to work. Meanwhile, the post kept updating. [I raised her for over ten years. What's wrong wi

When I was seven, my mother, a pianist, died of cancer. During her last moments, she held my hand. “Naomi, we both share a passion for the piano. When you grow up, you must stand on the world stage and play for me someday.” Since then, performing on the stage in Vinna had been a lifelong dream of mine. From the age of seven, I trained long and hard, practicing more than six hours a day until my fingers and wrists were bruised. At last, I gained recognition and earned a chance to audition for a spot in a top orchestra at twenty-one. If I succeeded, I would perform at Vinna’s New Year’s Concert the following week. However, my father brought home a sister, only six months younger than me

Mya Smith thought she had secured her place in a life of luxury when she married billionaire CEO Damon Smith. Instead, she was met with neglect, disdain from his relatives, and a marriage that existed only in name. When Damon brazenly brought his first love, glamorous socialite Sloane Monroe, into their home, Mya finally snapped. She walked into his office, slammed the divorce agreement onto his desk, and left his sneer of “You’ll regret this” behind her. Alone and humiliated, Mya’s world seemed to collapse—until four powerful men appeared: Alexander, Adrian, Cameron, and Casey Cross. To her shock, they revealed she was not an abandoned wife, but their long-lost sister and rightful heires

When Klara Ivy De Luca is finally reunited with her parents and her six brothers after eleven years of being kidnapped, Is she the same sweet and bubbly girl? Oh and her eldest brother is the Don of Italian Mafia and her uncle's son is Don of Spanish Mafia. Which makes her the Only Mafia Princess Of both The Mafias. What happens when an certain 'badboy' catches her attention? Secrets Reveal, Love is found, Hearts are Broken , Revenge is taken follow the journey of Klara Ivy De Luca .

I was shattered to learn that my precious child was not mine. My own flesh and blood was gone forever. I was not going to crumble under the weight of the revelation or consume myself with hysteria or grief. Instead, I channeled my pain into putting my mother-in-law behind bars and breaking my husband before moving on with my life.