Family Saga Novels & Stories

My Mumma sank on the sofa sobbing while Daddy tried to console her. Mom sighed. "Now are you satisfied?" Zaheer looked at her. "Are you happy Mom?" He didn't say it angrily and neither rudely. "What do you mean happy? I'm upset because I won't be getting to hold my grandchildren before I die. How can you say that I'm happy?!" She said angrily. "Sultana ji, please don't be angry with our Sania. It isn't her fault. It was all fated for her." Mumma said.

Scorpio teased, laughing. “I wish your mother was alive to witness this day," He sighed. "I really loved Natalia but she died and the Sage family caused this!". “We need to get our revenge on them, including Landon Rykhard. He's after me and he thinks I'm the heir to the sage mafia family to claim some asset which he's desperate for. He tricked me into loving him and getting married to him and he ruined everything for me. The sage family made me the heir all these years while the true heir, their real daughter, was hiding all along, pretending to be my best friend!” I spat, pain evident in every word I said.

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said

“Mya. Stop. You don’t have to explain yourself to us. Not anymore.” She blinked, startled by the simple finality in his tone. Casey leaned across the table, eyes shining with mischief. “You don’t get it yet, do you? You don’t owe him anything. Or anyone.” Mya frowned, confused. “What do you mean?” Cameron leaned in, his voice carrying both warmth and gravity. “We’re the Cross family, Mya. Billionaires. Our father built an empire, and we’ve carried it forward. Everything he left—the businesses, the properties, the legacy—it belongs to us. To all of us.”

Within days, her figure grew thin and haggard. In the past, our family might have been devastated. But now, no one was willing to be fooled by her again. The day they took her away, I watched silently as her soul drifted from her body. She looked at me in terror. "Connie, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. Please don't kill me…" I smiled faintly. "You're already dead, aren't you?" She looked down at her corpse. After a desperate scream, her soul scattered into nothing. Only I could hear her final cry.

He grabbed Kelly and threw himself off the yacht, dragging her down into the ocean with him. They disappeared beneath the waves. … When the news reached me, I felt nothing. No anger, no sadness. Just an eerie sense of finality. It was, in the end, the perfect ending for Zarrick. I turned back to my assistant, unfazed. "Make sure everything is ready for our family vacation." My life was mine to live, and I intended to live it well. My parents—I would take care of them with everything I had. And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless.

Love and family. THE END

“Do you want to hear the story behind all this?” “Yes, I do,” Jessica replied, not wanting to hear the story at all, but knowing that she could not say that. “Okay. So here is a brief rundown of it. Some thirty-five years ago, I think, that bastard called James got married to his so-called college sweetheart, his wife whom you know very well. Anyway, she could not get pregnant and have a child because barely three months into the marriage, she was involved in an accident when she was coming back home from grocery shopping, and somehow, her womb got affected, or so I was told. Of course, I wasn’t born yet when all this happened. Anyway, some years later, his kid sister who was pregnant with S

We are being told that we have access to the dock. Even the need to mate carnally is suppressed as panic floods through my chest. I jerk at the ropes furiously, knowing that I should have done this a long time ago. I'm going to return home, but I'm now a long way from Austin and all the individuals that could help me. When I was last here, my father attempted to kill me. As a result, I assisted at least fifteen women in fleeing him. What he'll do next is unknown to me. Brian picks up as the community's radio static comes to life. Then comes a voice that I recognize and that makes me want to vomit. It's Lucas, a young alpha that my father was preparing to serve as a lieutenant when I left the

Nathan quickly interjected with tangible vexation at the sound of my father's choice of words, earning himself a scowl from him. "You shut up," He swiftly bit back at him with a pointed look, making him bristle as he peered between the two of us, but thankfully didn't continue arguing. Blowing out a tired sigh, my father lowered himself into a crouching position so that he could be at the same eye-level with me, resting his elbows over his knees as he started to explain, "Carina, we're...You, and me and your sister, we're not humans either. We share an ancient bloodline, the shaman bloodline. Our veins are filled with magic,"