Family Novels Novels & Stories

My father's study was too small to hold all of the adults and the 'kids', so they'd moved to the living room. Avery released my hand before turning the corner, as if she were afraid of their judgment. I couldn't blame her. The Families tended to look down on interfering with each other's affairs, and unmarried relations even more so. Arranged marriages were a completely different story, though, since they were a way to ensure that children continued to be born with necromantic talent. The Heads of the Families had to keep meticulous genealogy records to make sure we kept enough distance between the Families lines, and enough fresh blood to keep our Families strong.

"Did I seem magnificent? Because I felt like I was fighting for my life." "Sometimes fighting for your life is the most magnificent thing you can do." "Grandma Helen, can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Do you think I belong in this family?" "What kind of question is that?" "An honest one." Grandma Helen was quiet for a moment. "Jane, can I tell you a story?" "What kind of story?" "A story about family lies." "Okay." "When Christian's parents died, this family was destroyed by secrets." "What kind of secrets?"

Willa snarled at them and I felt her anger. "We're your family too, baby" Stone snapped. Willa shook her head. "West is my only family. I don't claim the rest of you." she replied and I could see the sadness on their faces. "I'm just impressed that we managed to hide from the Kings for as long as we did. Especially on our own. That must take all of you down a peg, getting out smarted by a couple of 16 year olds. Hell, we were only 14 when we started on our own." I replied.

My eyes flickered to the rest of my extended family. Five years had changed so much. Fang and Gypsy had a little miracle boy. Cyber and Iris had their two children between them. Cyber wasn’t looking at me, he was looking at his old lady like he had never seen anyone so beautiful. Next to Havoc and very pregnant Darcie, Angela held my nephew on her knee. Yeah, five years had changed everything for the people I called family but not the important things. It hadn’t changed the love I had for them. Or the love they had for me.

Author’s Note – Please Read ❤️ 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 😈

“This child has not been easy these past few years, fortunately there is old Frank, otherwise this child would not know where the street corner is. “That year, Freya made a fuss because of that, old Frank does not pay attention to the past, still raising the child to grow up, did not disappoint Freya. "Even if Freya is rebellious, she is still my daughter, after all, the blood flowing in Fiona's body is also half of the Frank family, in short she can't be left alone." Nathan Frank looked at everyone and then said. "That's right, the Frank family helps raise so many children in the countryside, with an honest heart, other people's children can still take care of them, of course their grandchi

ROSALINA'S POV The next Sunday came, which meant all of my family members would gather around the table for family dinner. Well, technically we are just your average, everyday family - if your idea of normal was living in a mansion, wielding power and influence like it's nobody's business, and occasionally making offers that people can't refuse. My friends talked about the romanticized version of the mafia (From Mafia novels mostly). Most of them were about a rich and handsome Mafia man and a damsel in distress, or that cliché arranged marriage trope. I found it funny how contradictory it was to the real thing.

Gail’s Writing Platform I launched a regional publication featuring stories of resilience and survival. The magazine became a voice for marginalized youth, bridging communities and providing educational resources for readers and contributors. Mother’s Garden Mother took up gardening, transforming a small backyard into a lush space. The garden became a meeting point for the family and neighbors, symbolizing growth, care, and nurturing, reflecting her ongoing influence on everyone around her. Abby’s Family Abby and Nomsa welcomed their first child. The household filled with joy and renewed purpose. Abby balanced business and fatherhood, learning new lessons in patience, love, and responsibilit

Miska winked, teasing her sister. Hearing her brother's wish, Michael pinched her cheek. Born into the Syailendra family, which people say is already rich with seven generations, Michael lives in wealth. Moreover, he is the first of three children and the only son, therefore almost all of his family's companies are currently holding him because his father had a stroke. His two younger siblings did not want to continue the family business and chose to realize their dreams, Miska, who is a professional model, will now become one of the iconic fashion models to be held in Paris. While, his younger sister Melody Andrea Syailendra became a surgeon. "So you came to your brother's party tonight, ri