Foster Forever Novels & Stories

“I’ll start the paperwork. Foster-to-adopt for both boys. You’ll need to get the house ready, pass the home study, and take the parenting classes.” “We’ll do it,” I said. “Every step.” She smiled, then crouched again to talk to Koda. “You’ve got big plans for this place, huh?” He nodded solemnly. “It’s gonna be our forever.” I swallowed hard, blinking back the sting in my eyes. Because maybe it would be. Maybe this was the beginning. The clubhouse was quieter now, like the dust had settled and everyone was waiting for the next move. Talia had left to start the paperwork, and the boys were curled up in Wolf’s office, flipping through catalogs like they were treasure maps.

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There's an easy version of the next few seconds where I laugh, say I'm kidding, and we go back to being exactly what we've always been. I don't take it back. “I'm not saying it like Voss did,” I say, voice rougher than I want. “Not because of the company or the contracts. I've known you since we were fourteen. I watched you grow up into someone who runs herself ragged taking care of everyone your family's ever been responsible for, and for ten years I told myself wanting more than your friendship was selfish. You needed steady. I figured steady doesn't get to want things.” “Kai—”

The foundation had to prove itself again, not with words, but with deeds. They launched new initiatives. The Phoenix Fellowship, focused on survivors of violence, offering safe spaces and mentorship. The Phoenix Network, connecting facilitators across provinces, sharing resources and support. The Phoenix Archive is expanding the digital library with stronger protections and clearer protocols. Each initiative carried the spirit of the pact—resilience, renewal, rise. Unexpected alliances emerged.

Eventually, I had to be honest with the guy and end the relationship. Kevin smiled at me, understanding the turmoil within. "I'll leave you be. Call me if you need to talk," he offered before departing, leaving me to confront the deafening silence and the emptiness that enveloped me. Suddenly, became aware of the silence around me and the emptiness within me. Suddenly, I longed for the comforting presence of my mom, my aunt. I yearned to regress into a child again, seeking solace in my mother's embrace, as she held me tight and assuring that everything would be alright.

Why stick his nose in my woman? That came out wrong. She wasn't my woman, she was just… well.. my ward and my fake girlfriend. I couldn't term her my sister, God no! Foster sister? That was far from it. Fuck! I couldn't seem to concentrate, all my thoughts were playing out scenes of her kissing and moaning in his arms. He didn't touch her the last time. I checked or at least, I'd like to believe I was right. I still felt guilty for falling for her seduction and sticking my dick in her but how was I supposed to refuse when she threw herself at me?

Kat shoved the box away and stared at the high ceilings. Everything was happening so fast. Working on the Jourdan project was confidential and highly important, but she still didn't understand. It just didn't make sense to have it transferred to GreyCorps with no prior notice to her and even why. GreyCorps was a tech company that focused on creating accessories that brought people together—apps, love bracelets, lamps but nothing in the category of clothing designs.

I have no intentions of claiming a mate. I stared at him, stunned. “You mean me,” I said, barely above a whisper. “You don’t want me.” The corners of his mouth twitched, something between a grimace and pity. “You’re not what I want. A bond doesn’t change that.” The words sliced deeper than I thought they could. No mark. No claim. No future. Just like before. Just like Thorne. What was so broken within me that not even fate could persuade them to stay?

Some hurriedly walked towards their destinations, while others leisurely strolled, taking in the sights of the town. Breaking the silence, I turned to Miles and said, "He's such a good kid." I was referring to Jared, who was walking ahead of us, his small hand in mine. Even in the frosty temperature, Jared had a smile on his face, his cheeks a rosy shade from the cold. Miles smiled in agreement and replied, "Yeah, he is." He looked at Jared with pride and affection, like a parent watching their child. As we walked through the front door of the foster home, Jared, proudly led us through the corridors of the foster home. He was still wearing his favorite red superhero cape, a symbol of hope an

"How so?" "I could be wrong, but I don't believe there are a ton of moms out there who go to the state looking for help with their children. Carrie was alone when she got diagnosed with cancer, so she did some kind of voluntary program. It was never supposed to be permanent." I chastised myself thinking about what I'd just said. "No, fostering is never supposed to be permanent. The hope is that all kids will go back to rehabilitated parents-it just doesn't work out like that. Anyway, Jude was at our house for several months at a time, but then he'd be at his house for a couple of years when she was in remission. He'd spend the weekend with us or go on vacation with us, and we went to his bir