Novel & Cerita Family Fang Book

She doesn't deserve you at all! "Enough!" Dad interrupted loudly, looking at his crude daughter in disbelief. "Adriana, how can you talk about your sister like that? She was disfigured because of you! And Jonathan is your sister's husband. How can you harbor such thoughts? If people heard this, the Lane family's reputation would be ruined!" Mom opened her mouth, seemingly somewhat disapproving. "I think it's fine, actually. Love is about mutual feelings, isn't it?" Hearing that, I could not help but laugh.

The pangolin came over and laughed coldly, "Pearl Green, you should not beat people in the face. What you said will make Elder Fang lose face. After all, he is the First Elder of the Fang family." "Haha, it turns out that the Fang family's elders are also full of jokes. It seems that the Fang family, the overlord of the desert city, is just so-so." Fang Jun was so angry that his face was about to explode. However, just as he was about to attack, he suddenly heard the Master of the Fang family shouting coldly, "Stop!" He didn't look back. Like Chai Rong, he stared at Samuel. Because at this time, Samuel also moved.

“Rebel deserves better than a life in this den.” Fang shoves my father toward the door. “Get out.” My parents leave without another word, but their scent lingers like smoke long after the door slams shut. Fang stands there for a moment, chest heaving, fists clenched, wolf pushing at his skin. I swallow hard, stepping down one more stair. “Fang?” He spins, eyes bright gold, wild for a second then softening when he sees me. “Shit,” he mutters, raking a hand through his hair. “Rebel, you should be asleep.”

They wandered through the aisles, running their fingers along spines that held countless worlds within their pages. Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement as she plucked a weathered book from the shelf. "Liam, look at this," she exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder. "It's a collection of love letters from different eras. Each page holds the raw emotions of someone's heart."

She pulled a maid over and asked, “What are you doing setting up the house? Is there a wedding at home?” The maid glanced at her and turned around to continue with her work. The rules of the Nightfang’s family were to speak less and do more work. Of course, they all received a huge salary; therefore, anyone who wanted to work in the Nightfang’s family wouldn’t answer anything that wasn’t work-related. A frivolous voice came from behind her. “You’ve created such a big mess in the Nightfang’s mansion. Shouldn’t we come up with damage control?” I looked back in surprise and saw Finn walking out of one of the bedrooms. Seeing his carefree face, his evil smile, I was so angry that I rushed up and

"Enhanced emotions sometimes trigger... physical changes. Like extended fangs. It's embarrassing and obvious, so I panic and leave." "Extended fangs." He said it like he was testing how the words felt. "It's not as dramatic as movies make it seem. They're just... sharper than normal teeth." "Can I see them?" "Here?" "Just for a second. I need to see this is real." I glanced around the library again, then leaned forward and partially extended my fangs - just enough that he could see they were definitely not normal human teeth. Kamon stared for a moment, then sat back with a soft exhale.

“Aww hey baby, mumma didn't bring anything, but I am sure we can find something for you.” I walk over to pick him up and he hugs me close. With so many strangers in the room, as well as waking up in a strange place, the poor kid is scared. Fang lopes over and licks his fingertips, making him giggle and I feel him relax a little, he feels safer knowing that both me and Fang are close. “Lilliana, would you introduce me, please?” “Of course, daddy, this is Jacob. Jacob, this is your grandpa.”

I pushed the book down in frustration as I rolled my eyes at his statement. "What are you reading?" He stands up leaving his seat before I could hide the book he grabbed it out of my hands. Jerk! "I want my book back." I glared. "How to revive a dead marriage." He looks at the book amused. Right this moment, I want the ground to swallow me up. "Is your marriage with my brother really dead?" Is he really asking this question? "Give the book back." I dragged it out of hands. "You know the only problem in your marriage is me." He smirked, I wish he was the only problem.

my father suddenly growled. "Don't you understand how dangerous this is? They are called the Blood fang pack for a reason, Darius. Your greed has taken it too far this time, involving the alpha's child into all this! You're playing with fire, Darius." My breath seized. My fingers froze from their impatient tapping on the table. Blood Fang pack? Oh no. What has father done this time?

I offered him a warm, encouraging smile. "Would you like to tell me more about the books?" I asked, my tone inviting and gentle, trying to coax more information out of him. "Yes," he grinned, his eyes sparkling even in the dim glow of the nightstand lamp. "It's children's books, and they say family consists of father, mother, and children. Not father and father." My relief was palpable. "Oh, thank goodness," I breathed, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. I had momentarily worried that Ms. Ana had been exposing him to something entirely different. Something way bigger than his age.