Foster Forever Novels & Stories

I nod, closing my eyes to digest it all. Milo and I were never close growing up; in fact, if memory served me right, I made his life a living hell for the majority of it. But in recent years, things had changed. I started protecting Milo, started helping him out, indulged his pleas to play, and even got him a fucking bunny. And now Milo was saying he was on my side. Milo, who had no reason to be, was on my side. I feel the tears build behind my eyes and force them away, not wanting to break down in front of Zander of all people.

She felt like her world had been shattered, and she didn't know how she could ever live without them. The intensity of grief and sorrow was nearly unbearable, causing Carissa to cling tightly to her foster parents. She longed to turn back time and keep them by her side, but it was too late. Demetrius apologized with a voice full of regret and sadness. Carissa wept, a clear display of the love she held for them. They would forever hold a special place in her heart, never to be forgotten.

"Why do you left me Sahir? You said you will be with me forever and never leave me. Why do you leave me?" She wiped her tears and get ready to face the world on her own, collecting the bits and pieces of her heart. She knew she had to be strong. In his absence, she tried hard to survive each day. She waited every day for his phone, his letter but always faced disappointment. Days passed, months passed, years passed. Zoya got graduated and started working in the animal's NGO. She finds peace in helping animals, which became the reason for her smile. She decided to help who is in need and it helped her move on from her depressing life. -Flashback Series Completed-

Cormac Today is a make-or-break day for me. Being a foster child, my changing ceremony differs from those of a family member. I can imagine Ryeleigh, and Raven being bombarded by family giving tips and trying to make their day perfect. For me, I am alone in a dorm to fend for myself. No one came to answer my questions. Actually, my sponsor has been missing for the last week. Even though I was taken in by the Canine Alpha, he could not be my sponsor. Next choice would normally be his Luna and mate, but she is tending to Raven’s change. My sponsor is the enforcer, Stanly, but he is too busy for a silly little pup, at least that is how it feels. Even though I am used to being the outcast, this

His jaw tightened and I could feel that his wolf was uneasy to leave me alone with Foster in this state. "Go," I let my alpha command seep in. He stiffens but he obeys. "Yes alpha," he turns around and enters the house. As soon as the door click shut behind him I take a step forward, but made sure to not go too close. Pickett had been an ordinary human and she killed Giovanni. Foster was a human. Well he was now human. Foster came from a line of warlocks and witches like Pickett did. His parents however died a long time ago. His guardians who he referred to as his parents are ordinary human beings who know about his kind.

JOSH POV “Learning about the foster system and it’s ineffectiveness is the reason I chose to get my degrees in social work and early childhood development. When I was being scouted for pro teams during my junior year of college, I decided that fifty percent of my first pro contract was going to be set aside to start The Jay Taylor Advocacy Foundation for Fosters and Orphans. Other than being listed as the founder, my name isn’t a highlight. I wanted the foundation to be about the kids and their needs, not me. Not my fame.

I've even moved states after one family sent me on a long train trip all to get rid of me so they could claim I ran away and then find me for some kind of prize money. The city turns to trees and grass and yes horses and cows, even goats and sheep as we drive for what feels like hours. When we finally stop it's almost dark and the house looks like one of those old ones you see in western movies. "This is Judlyn Family, and they will be your new fosters" the social worker says with a bright fake smile. "Well come on kid it's getting late and suppers getting cold" the man says and takgs my bag from the social worker while I follow the lady inside.

Four kids were all over the living room, running, jumping, and screaming their lungs out, ages six to nine. Zeal and her husband, Benjamin Strand, were the angels she found when she was looking for the perfect home that would be in charge of Star until she was ready to take him. They were understanding and honest with her throughout the process and have been her close friends since then. The two had been trying to have children for a decade and, having no luck; they decided to go into fostering, which they have done for the past five years. Their records were excellent, and they treated the kids like their own. She knew Star would be loved here until the time came to take him back.

“And what does tomorrow look like in that head of yours?” Aiden exhaled, watching the last sliver of sun disappear into the water, turning the horizon into a thin line of molten rose. “I want to start the program next spring,” he said. “The foster teaching initiative. Small groups ten kids at a time. No corporate branding, no press. Just a converted warehouse in Brooklyn with good light, whiteboards, secondhand laptops, and people who show up because they want to, not because they have to.” Silas’s thumbs traced slow circles over Aiden’s ribs. “You’ve been planning this for years.”

“Four months. Take that into consideration when you’re picking a wedding date. Keely does not want her matron of honor to be nine months pregnant in the wedding pictures.” “So noted,” Jack murmured. “Look!” was shouted behind them. They turned toward Foster, who’d stacked the Legos in the shape of a house. “That’s great.” Jack crouched down and admired Foster’s creation. “Interesting how you used red at the bottom and yellow at the top. Very original.” Foster blinked silvery eyes at Jack. “He’s a little shy,” AJ said.