Family Fantasies Novels & Stories

It was so weird seeing them here and like this , I could bever think that it would ever come to this . I didn’t want them to be here , I didn’t want to see my step dad here , I didn’t want anything to do with his family . We heard what happened to you and we thought that it was nice that we came in here to tell you how sorry we are after all your mom married our father and regardless of what might happen , you still going to get stuck here with us and somehow our step sister so we just wanted to tell you sorry , maybe if we didn’t hate you or treated like the way we did at first , then none of this would have happened .

“Don't be silly... what is home and complete family when its already broken way before it even started?" Julian's gaze snapped back to her and she shrugged. “If we had gotten married we would have divorced anyway and hated each other more and Faye wouldn't see us smiling together and talking... Faye would have been lonely, rich and spoiled little girl who know nothing about the world. There are families like yours, you know? Happy and complete and there are families like mine, used to be complete was rotten inside..." She rounded the table and stood in front of him. “Then there's are family like ours... we're not really complete and we're not married but we make Faye happy, right?" She rubbe

They’d looked so good together; they seemed to treat each other with the utmost respect; they came from the same world of wealth and privilege. But had she wanted to see them that way? To fulfil her own girlhood romantic fantasy. Ignoring the subtle clues that things weren’t quite as rosy and romantic as she’d wanted to believe,. But who knew how any relationship worked from the inside? Hadn’t her childhood more than proved that? Happy Families was a game her father had played and played extremely well. Only those on the inside, behind the door closed to the public, knew what the true dynamics were.

There were the families built through friendships that were closer than the last. There were families built through love stories where boy meets girl, they fall in love, marry and have kids, and they live happily ever after- and other more unconventional stories that Liviana loved just as much, though they all ended the same in a happily ever after flashing across her screen as they all lived out their dreams. And then there were the families she's seen in her real life, though they were the ones that looked most like they belonged behind a screen.

I love fantasies in general, but this might be the best one I’ve ever had. It's fucked up and I’ll admit it, but that's the good thing about fantasy: it's not real. Lily isn't really my fucking sister, she's just some random girl who started living in my house six months ago. My dad will get divorced in no time and then Lily will be nobody to me. And Aiden... I mean, he is actually my brother, but he's never felt that way to me. We have different moms and even though we have the same dad, he used to be way more absent before, so we basically grew up on our own.

"I guess since then, I haven't cared about anything. I mean, I'm too lazy to have big dreams. I just want to be left alone." "Fair enough." Zelda cut in. A short round of laughter echoed in the room. Ashley smiled to herself. "Well, I never really knew my family. The only people I've known are foster brothers and sisters from over the years. My dream is to have a family of my own. To belong to something. I want to have so many kids in a big house, with my husband's big family! We could be like thirty, forty, I don't care! Just so large. I know that other women normally have big dreams to do great things, but none of that matters to me...I just..." She trailed off, tears gathering in her eyes

The desire for a family, an unfulfilled yearning from his youth, continued to echo through Ejay's memories, painting a portrait of unmet hopes and unanswered questions that had left an indelible mark on his heart. At the age of twenty, Ejay had encountered a family whose ambitions aligned with his own desires for belonging. They were a family rooted in traditions, desperate for an heir to carry forward their legacy. The prospect of being chosen among all the boys had filled Ejay with a sense of hope and excitement he hadn't felt in years.

Mom looked up from her mug, locking eyes with each of us in succession, "I want us to be a sexual family. I want to fuck and suck all of you. That clear enough? But I can be very happy if that doesn't happen." I did the same, looking at each of my family members. "I agree with Mom. I want to be a free-use family," Looking at my father, "I'm open to exploring a little too." Jenn gasped, "I'd so like to see that. I'm excited about the idea of free use. We need to keep talking and make sure we're not making assumptions about our relationship." Dad, in his usual direct manner, stood up. He was hard. He looked at Jenn and Mom, "Ladies, I'm in. Now, I have a problem here."

Brothers, who talk and laugh together everytime they meet, are hoping or planing for the other ones death. The grandparents, who are concerned and happy about there childrens and grandchildren are people who takes side in different things, the parents and aunts who show concerns are actually having many hatred inside of them. So even after having everything, my family are the most incomplete people. And, here when I look at Hayl's family. Just three of them are way too full for each other. That they think they can't have someone else to join.

“You want me to forgive you, but I don’t think I can. You want me to pretend everything is okay, but it’s not. What are we going to do when he decides he wants a family? My nieces and nephews will be the product of that asshole—” “And you will love them the same, Case.”