Family Stories Novels & Stories

As far as family goes, they’re all I have… and Tyler doesn’t know anyone else. The thought hits me out of nowhere. They’re my family—but is Tyler part of it now, just because we’re married? Even though the marriage wasn’t planned and I’m only staying here for three months? What do I even call him that doesn't sound strange? He’s my husband… but is he a part of my family? This wasn’t supposed to be so complicated. When I reach my room, I unlock my phone. Several missed calls from my uncle and aunt. Two messages from Max. One from Vanessa. A few emails—definitely work-related—so I ignore them.

She responded firmly. “Okay then.” I said. With a few taps on the screen, I outlined the specifics of their family dynamics clause, emphasizing the importance of maintaining the illusion of a long-standing relationship. I detailed how we would navigate interactions with our respective families, ensuring that our stories aligned seamlessly to avoid any suspicion. “As far as our families are concerned,” I continued, “we’ve known each other for years. We’ll need to coordinate our stories to ensure they align with this narrative.” She nodded in agreement.

"Let's not talk about Lillian for a moment. As far as the Anderson family snobbery is concerned it's not worse than the Zelasco family. The Zelasco family just has the title of one of the four great families, which creates such a misunderstanding for people." "The four big families, the White family, and the Miller family are in-laws, the White family, the Miller family, and the Kingston family, and the relationship is very shallow, only the Zelasco family seldom interacts with the three families. To be honest, people in the business circle know that the Zelasco family's relationship with these three families has long since been changed." At this point, Stella did not refute it, after so man

Ajax never knew my family, mainly because I was so fucked up that I never wanted to tell anyone what I had saw through my young innocent eyes, nor did I really want to talk about family life when I had just been placed in a care home. My mother, Nia, had three siblings, Parker, Pamela and Shay. Shay married when I was 10, into a big rich family and had two children with her husband, the last time I saw her was when I was 12, Parker had a wife, but decided to murder her one night after he caught her cheating on him with their next door neighbour, Andrea, no wonder why, she was beautiful, but still no excuse to cheat.

Tears spring into my wolf eyes. She sits back down, picks up her comb and starst to comb her hair agin. "Let me tell you one of my favourite stories. Once there was a family, a family of great power and wealth. Because that family was from the very beginning of time, their powers were a mystery and many would say that they were the direct offsprings of the Moon Goddess. Do you know who they were?”

Both my brothers always got more love than I ever did. Sandy glared at me and screamed, "So what if I lost, Lauren? No one will ever love you! Your parents don't love you. Ha! They even took out a life insurance policy on you. Once you're dead, they'll collect one million in compensation! And your brothers? They're just hypocrites! The house they claimed you sold? They were the ones who secretly sold it for the money and then blamed you for everything. Miranda's paralysis is all their fault. That's the real reason they wanted you on trial!" Even after hearing about the insurance policy, I remained calm and gave a cold smile. I was used to it. My parents only ever saw me as a tool. Maybe the

"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?"

I patted the back of her hand before leading her to a private room to talk. “You look out of it lately, Naomi. Hasn’t Keith been treating you right? I’ve sent the contact details of a divorce lawyer to you. What’s going on? Are you hurt? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” With Susie bombarding me with questions about my well-being, all the emotions I had been bottling up burst out. My parents were taken from me too soon, and Susie had been there for me. She was my rock, the closest family I could ever ask for.

A story built on love, resilience, and the unbreakable bond of family. Forever.

“Some families have lived in this same neighborhood for over four or five generations. You might have a shit ton of money or make it big, but what are you without family? The people who held you up when you were small and in diapers. It doesn’t help that Ron has five kids, but it takes a village. If you have your village here, why bother going anywhere else?” I rested my chin on her head. It was an entirely new concept for me. In the world of billionaires, everyone was out for themselves. Sometimes even family fought each other. I knew there were some internal struggles with my uncles and my dad after my grandfather’s death. Cousins popped up every now and again asking for money, but it was