Family Novels & Stories

There relation is so sweet that they can not stay angry at each other even for a minute. {}

he mumbled and continued to wash the dishes, plating food for his father and brother. Anaya huffed. "Ace, " Her voice cracked. "I love you, " She whispered and left with tears sliding down her cheeks. Ace nods and continues washing the dishes. His brother and father came back at two in the morning. It's a routine. He has to wait for them to serve them dinner and wash the remaining dishes. " we nailed the deal, " Andrew smiled towards their father. He never smiled towards Ace or with him. He's ignored by his older brother who was very close to him but he doesn't know how it all drifted apart.

"I prepared your favourite, chicken fried steaks, soup and salad, apple pie and chocolate cake for dessert." "Geez mom, isn't that too much? "Not when you will be eating my food for the first time in 6months. "Aww, I love you, mom." "So, who was the lucky man you brought home?" "Well, it's Alexander Bills. I'm sure you must have heard about him or the Bills family." "What? The Bills? As in, the same Bills that we all know? "Mom! Don't be discouraged about someone because of a rumour. Alex is a good man. I can't say the same about his family though but Alex is amazing."

she cooks Delicious foods just like you momma" he said with a cute grin . " Here ....let's have a dinner date " He said and clapped his hands excitedly. " Do you like it here ? I asked and he looked at me . " Yes .... we're gonna be one big family , grandma said you and Dad got remarried ... although I'm sad I didn't get to attend ,I'm happy I finally have both my parents......I won't feel sad anymore because I dont have a dad " he said and I bit my lips as tears rolled outta my eyes.

I hope. The next day begins stressful for the Yilmaz family. They all started to decorate their house and prepare snacks for tonight. Actually, they call them snacks but for it's like a whole meal. Kerem told me about the culture and what it's used to do for the future son in law and his family. My family and I have to come to visit Ashley's family and then my dad has to ask for an allowance for me to date Ashley or something like that, I don't really get this.

She definitely did her research on us. “Well,” Triston placed a smile on his lips, “My beautiful wife, Iris, isn’t some breeder, but when god is willing, we will make some.” We will never have children. I knew that. He knew that, but at least he would never embarrass me in public. We continued to make our rounds, Triston handling most of the speaking. Most of them were his distant family, wondering how business was, what was going on at the business, money-related topics. Stuff that bored me to hell and back. On times, I would speak, and I was asked once again why I looked so pale, vampire-like… And why did we have no children? Understandable. Most of them we

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.

Broken. Bloody. But finally, undeniably, a family.

I took the phone from Hector's hand. The screen displayed a brand-new post from Mom. The accompanying photo featured the living room of our family home, with a few dishes laid out on the coffee table. The gathering was small—just Mom, Dad, Cody, and his family. The caption read, "Family dinner. The family is whole and complete. Life moves on, no matter who decides to skip out." Beneath the post, a dozen comments from relatives and neighbors had already piled up, offering validation and comfort.

"Tommy, we'll take you out after dinner. There's something going on nearby today. It'll be a lot of fun." Dad put his arm around my shoulders, the warmth of his palm seeping through my clothes, almost scalding. Talia quietly transferred some of her own money into my account, moving so carefully it was as if she were afraid of startling me. Mom sat across the table, smiling, her eyes full of quiet satisfaction. This family looked like they loved me, like everything was warm and perfect.