Novel & Cerita Family Fantasies

A sleepy little boy wandered out and ran straight to him, all clingy. "Daddy, I wanna see my sister! Mommy said she's making potato salad and baked ribs tonight. She can't break her promise!" I stared at the kid. He looked just like Talia. All those late nights—I thought she was grinding for her career. Turns out, she was running a whole other family. And me? I'd never even had a single meal she cooked. On the table sat a fresh family photo—four of them. Talia in Danny's arms, their son beside them, their newborn in hers.

My palms pressed straight into the shards of glass. "Are you deliberately trying to piss me off today, Zero?" I opened my mouth, wanting to say that Ashton had bumped into me. But I shut it again almost immediately. The truth didn't matter. At some point, I'd suddenly understood that Ashton would never be at fault. But for me, even breathing was a sin. "I just… wanted to help you clean up the dust and trash…" I just wanted Mom to be a little happier. She let out a cold laugh. "Even a single scrap of paper in this house is more useful than you. You'd better remember who the real trash in this family is, Zero Camden."

All family relationships in this collection are step, adopted, or chosen family only — zero blood relation. Characters may still call each other “bro,” “sis,” “mommy,” “daddy,” etc., because that’s how they grew up after their parents married. It’s part of the taboo fantasy. Enjoy the filth without worry 😈

When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur. My mind flits back to how he found my diary that night. What would have happened if he never found out what was written in it? Would we be exactly as we were in the past, lusting for each other from afar? Not every attraction should be acted on. The next time I fantasize about someone I shouldn’t, I will remember this. _____

The invitation arrived in a plain black envelope, no return address, slipped under her apartment door like a secret. Inside: a single heavy card, embossed in silver. Velvet Rope Society Saturday, 11 p.m. One night. One rule: everything is consensual. Bring only your desire. Lila had heard whispers about the club—exclusive, hidden somewhere beneath the city, a place where the wealthy and the wicked gathered to buy and sell pleasure. She’d always told herself it was myth. Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling.

“Just leave her, Charlotte. I’m not surprised she’d play this lame game, considering how casually she throws around breakups.” Arthur grimaced hard and glared at me. “That’s enough. How many times do I have to tell you that Charlotte is family. You should be more accommodating instead of being so difficult over something so minor. “Is this how I raised you, Naomi?” I looked up and met his eyes with composure. “It’s not something minor.” I would not consider realizing my shared dream with my mother something trivial. With that, I hauled my suitcase down the stairs. Caleb marched upstairs and grabbed my suitcase.

The system's cold mechanical voice responded, "Because you insisted on staying in this world, causing our system that drives the plot in this world to collapse. We just want everything to return to the original state." I once again sighed at the system's merciless nature. It was willing to do anything to achieve its goals. When Carrie fell down the stairs, my family believed I pushed her. When I ate the cake she threw away, my family believed I snatched it from her. They even believed the reason she developed a heart condition was that I constantly bullied her. All these "truths" were fabricated memories implanted by the system into the minds of my father, mother, and brother. Her heart dise

She sat down next to Cindy, throwing he hand over Cindy's shoulder. "Cindy just had her first kiss." Jennifer said once she saw that Max couldn't really say it. There is no secret between them, they aren't just friends, they are a family. Jennifer, Cindy, Sandra, Nick, Elliott and Sasha; they are a family. They're capable of building a whole city made out of money. Every one of them has a family business from restaurants to Mafia bosses. Their friendship is stronger because they are there for each other since the beginning. They're not having a family they wish. Cindy's father left with her brother and she rarely heard from them and her mother, well, it's safe to say that Cindy see her only

Even in front of him, they can’t keep their façade and act. Yan, who yearned for his parents to reconcile and they become a happy family of three, his dream shattered and his hopes were ruthlessly crushed after he realized that his parents can never become happy together. Worse, they got divorced later. Yan’s dream of a family flew away and disappeared, especially when both of his parents created their own family together.

Our packs weren’t that close to each other. “What is your point?” Jasper asked kindly. “I guess, my point is, is that I am jealous of the relationship the other people in my family have with each other. I know that’s part due to my behavior. But I can’t imagine Kyra being at fault for not being invited often. It’s sad that kids get to deal with the consequences of their parents or grandparents. Now that Kyra and I are together and might have kids one day, I would want a big extended family for them. But I don’t know if that’s possible. If they’ll want us.”