Foster Sisters Novels & Stories

The words caught me and I glanced over, shocked to see a soft smile on Lila’s face. “What are you two talking about?” I asked. The three of them looked at each other like they were trying to decide if they should let me into their special club. It seemed that decision rested on Lila. “Well, umm, Teresa was my foster mom for a little while.” Foster mom? In all our talks, in all the times we pulled information from each other kicking and fucking screaming, being a foster was a subject that was never mentioned. My stare must have been powerful, because Lila looked away, which Caroline took as a cue.

He knew he had a babyface, gratitude to the orphanage staff who always reminded him but he sure never appreciated the attribution for the simple reason being, it was lame, insulting, and so unheroic. "How has Ari been since the operation?" They continued to head to the care Institute's playground where most of the kids were at that time of the day. "Oh, that little girl, what a fighter she is," Sister Catherine praised. "It's almost as if she did not undergo a major operation. She always wants to be around her siblings." She gently shook her head. "They do not treat her differently, I hope." "Heavens forbid! They're as supportive of her as ever. The former wards are not exempted, just yester

“Guys. Breakfast is ready. Hurry up now.” While the 12 year old Lyla, 6 year old twins Daisy and Michael ate their breakfast, I fed the 2 year old toddler Theo his meal and remained starved myself for another morning. We are all living in this foster home together under the care of Hector and Selena Brooks. Well... Not exactly care because they don’t care about anything else than the money they get from fostering us.

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.

They were both raised by their foster parents who were rich businessmen and women but they too soon followed, the duo's deceased parents, it was as if life wanted them to be orphans. Aiden took over the business of his foster parents as the only heir when he was just twenty years old and since then he singlehandedly took care of his little sister who was Sixteen years younger than him, anyone who didn't Know them would think they were father and daughter when they are together. Aiden loved and doted on his little sister unconditionally, he was well aware of the fact that they only have each other in this cruel world. But despite this, His sister didn't become his weakness but on the contrary

“ Mama likes to be in control. Always. And you showing up. Just like that….She hates that uncertainty.” “And something else. She’s afraid,” Sofia said after a moment. “Of losing him.” Luca frowned. “That’s ridiculous.” Sofia looked at him pointedly. “Is it?” He didn’t answer. Simply twitched his brow like she was right. I shifted slightly. “So… foster siblings. Huh?” Sofia nodded. “yeah. Raised together. Different backgrounds. But that's a story for another day.” “And you?” she asked gently and I bit my lips before responding. “I lost my family too.“

Cedric kicked his wife lightly under the table to stop her from asking any more questions, but she merely glared at him and ignored his reminder. Corinne sipped some more water and replied calmly, "After my mother left, I was sent to foster care in the countryside. The relatives of my foster family didn't like me, so they sent me to the nunnery up the mountain, and I was raised by the sisters there. My so-called family members are still alive, but they're like strangers to me. It makes no difference whether they're alive or not." Both the Carews and the Riveras were the same to her. She felt nothing for them.

"But circumstances have forced our hand. The baby needs the legal protection of two parents, and Grace deserves recognition for her role." "Her role was to be a surrogate," Margo hissed. "Not to step into my daughter's shoes." Grace flinched under my hand, and something inside me snapped. I'd been holding back, being respectful despite what I knew about Margo's manipulation. But hearing her reduce Grace to nothing, seeing the pain in Grace's eyes, I was done playing nice.

This had the potential to destroy my friendship with Bart, and I'd already alienated Chet, which would only leave me with Jet-not that she was a bad person to have around, I just didn't want to be isolated and away from home. "We didn't go to elementary or middle school together, but even when we were younger, both of our friends-his and mine-lumped us together like brother and sister. He spent the night at my house. We vacationed together. Holidays always included the other." I paused, trying to determine the best way to explain this. "Foster children in the same home have a different bond than true-blooded siblings. Jude says it's similar to the one twins share. I'm not a twin, so I don't

I have been through situations like this and came out with little scar, what is so hard about being a surrogate so my sister's life would be saved, heck I didn't go to college so i would be able to provide for her, i took up so many odd jobs just to provide for her and i also worked for Mr Perez even though i almost got raped all just to provide and now that she really needs me to take care of her, if Surrogacy is the only way for that I would do it. My mind was made up, i am going to be a surrogate for Doctor White