Family Novels & Stories

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

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.

I stood in the kitchen, dicing some vegetables for the food I was cooking for dinner. I had gotten my first pay just yesterday, and used a small amount for the groceries we needed at home. Everything has just been so strange these past few days. It was nearly as if a magical wand had touched my step father. Suddenly, he was in such a good mood, that he was almost never at home, and when he was, he sat down in the garage welding for people, while humming some Korean old songs.

|Aria’s POV| “No baby, dada is not going to live here.” “Why? Are we not a family?” “Staying in one house together doesn’t make a family. The love and relationship between us do.” “See, Aunt Penelope is family, isn’t she?” “She is.” “Do we stay together?” “No, but she stays over most of the time.” “Can daddy stay over too?” “Yes baby, someday. Daddy will stay over, but not now, okay?”

"Just our story, it's been such a whirlwind. I feel like maybe this has to end at some point." Eli walked over to the bathroom door and leaned against the frame. "It will never end. Don't you see how much my mother and father love each other. I think we will face challenges and have our arguments, but we have so much to learn and discover between each other. We get to grow and support one another. Our life is beautiful, and our connection will only get stronger." "I needed that. Thank you." "Now, if you're done, let's get these bags to the front of the pack house, and let's get out of here."

The opulent Rathore mansion, nestled in the heart of the city, hummed with warmth and laughter. The sprawling living room, adorned with intricate wooden carvings and vibrant artwork, was lighting up with the laughter of family members as they all spent time together talking and playing games. The Rathore family, a loving and lively family, filled the space with their presence. Adyant's grandparents sat on a plush couch, engrossed in a game of cards. His parents chatted while Aadita and the boys were busy scrolling through their phones. Adyant's uncle and aunt joined in, sharing stories of their la

she said, brushing back a stray curl. Their son giggled, wriggling even more as she fussed over him, and Anika and Jamie, now teenagers, joined in the commotion, helping set the table and arrange flowers. The siblings teased each other good-naturedly, their voices echoing through the house with warmth and familiarity. It was a moment of pure domestic joy, filled with chatter, laughter, and the occasional clatter of plates and utensils.

aryan used to take me out everyday with his company I forgotten every pain but iam unable to forget my people we goes everyday out in the middle of the night to have ice cream sometimes uncle also joins with us when aunty knows it she shouts on uncle me and aryan escapes it became our daily routine I became a part of this family in very short time uncle and aunty pampers me a lot more than aryan even aryan spoils me with his gifts and love he never allows me to touch the car I know his fear so I too never tried to drive I feel lucky to have these people at the same time iam sad because I lost my own people

I was interrupted which I'm thankful for. "Relax girl, Javi and my husband has been doing this for a long time, they know what they are doing. It's even a family business." Family business? Does this mean that Ace..? No, it's not possible. What if? No, Ace is not that type of person, right? So do I even really know him? "Family business? Javi's brother works with them?" I poured more wine in her glass cup as well as mine. She took a huge gulp emptying it, I nervously waited for her answer.