First Family Novels & Stories

The two family’s had always been close. Bailey Everleigh never thought too much about it until the summer that everything changed. She had been raised with her own family, and theirs was always nearby as well. They did almost everything together. She had always thought it was because both were large families. They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never.

Whitney offered to move back to her old place for a year to learn childcare skills from other grandmothers. I was thrilled, albeit a little uneasy. And so, Keith and I enjoyed some peace and privacy for a year until our child was born.

"That's the CEO of Stark Corporation! It's the tycoon, Derek Stark!" Derek's name had sort of become a taboo in my life over the years. Even though I had heard of a tycoon who shared the same name, I had never assumed he was my first love. Derek walked into the room slowly and naturally placed an arm around my shoulders. "Sorry for being late." I stared straight at him with bittersweet feelings. Even after ten years, he hadn't seemed to have changed much, but he appeared more mature and composed than before. "I'm Derek Stark, the father of Rachel's son. Who says he's a bastard child with an unknown father?"

She was still looking at Michael as he checked the peephole, he wore a stripped shirtsleeved shirt on a pair of jeans, at that time Sophia met him, he was a dream come true for her, Michael was about six feet tall, dark in complexion and broad shoulders, he was the CEO of Classic, the best NYC magazine company, he was the kind of man many ladies will throw off their home training for, with his dressing, and his killer smile, Michael was the perfect description of a male God. He and Sophia loved each other and were always together at the beginning of their relationship, when she informed him that she was pregnant, he was extremely happy, he suggested they get married quickly, and Sophia gave

They'd disowned her and hadn't seen nor spoken to her since they'd gotten married. But Aaron was never one to stop believing in family, no matter what. It was the most important thing to him, after his wife of course - though he knew he didn't always show that. So he'd eventually reached out. The girl had been in hospital for a few weeks and he'd finally thought to let her family know. Whether they'd then decided to come and see her or not - it would've been up to them. As long as he'd done his part of letting them know.

Then, after the announcement, an answer question segment for the reporters will happen, and then a ball will take place for everyone to exchange business ventures. The first family to arrive was the Weston family from Swanville. Gorge Weston walked first, followed by Quinton Weston, his wife Terrie, Son Henry, and Salone. Blake had invited them all, including Henry, giving him a reprieve from his sentence for this occasion. Henry had become more reserved than he had been before, unlike Eric Shuler, who couldn’t be saved.

If there were no positive outcomes, it would most likely all be for naught. Less than 30 minutes after they arrived, First Young Master Jones, Fyman Jones, arrived. Sarah immediately contacted Lydia to welcome Fyman. After all, he was First Young Master Jones! The Joneses' empire spanned multiple industries and was extremely powerful. They were one of the four great families of Hodbridge. When Fyman first saw Lydia, he could not take his eyes off her. Sarah had not misled him; that woman was truly stunning, so beautiful that she made people's hearts race.

After I finished my meal, I took the time to just walk and be familiar with the woods. This forest is beautiful, the trees gave perfect shade, and the air breeze is amazing, definitely a good place to meditate here. It's a good environment for self-control. I might use this place very often considering that we would stay here for some time. I noticed broken pavements along the way to the house my father said was ours, well was our family's. The Rayleigh, my father's family, my last name, is one of the oldest family in the world, our history goes way back to the beginning of time. My father once said that there was a time when our family were kings and queens, so I'm hunching that Avebury, mi

he said, chuckling, and we all laughed along with him. “We are about to be grandparents; this is the first,” Dad said, smiling. “Tell me about it; I can’t wait to spoil the new addition to the family. A little Aurora running around the house – that would be amazing,” Dr James said, and Dad shook his head. “Every first son in the king’s family always has a son first before daughters. It’s going to be a son, I tell you,” Dad said, and I sighed. Here comes their argument.

“I didn’t know.” “I told you he wouldn’t have kept the lad from us, Lena,” Da cooed, and I watched, confused, as Ma’s shoulders sagged like that was the best news she’d heard all year. “You thought I’d kept a kid from you?” I muttered, mostly bewildered, but a little pissed off too. After all, who the fuck did they think I was? Family was everything. Jesus. That was the first rule, wasn’t it? The first of a million, granted, but that was at the top of the agenda.