Granddaughter Incest Novels & Stories

Nina was covered in injuries, while that little boy didn’t have a scratch on him. And they were telling me my granddaughter was the bully?

A way to make sure a child born with an ice affinity in Norway, or a dragonfire bond in Louisiana, or a blood-shifting legacy in a vampire court could all be recognized for what they were instead of being forced into one borrowed system. That was the dream. The dangerous part was that it might actually work. Celeste turned her gaze toward the central table and spoke. “The problem has always been consistency without flattening,” she said. “If we build the grimoire system wrong, we’ll turn every unique bloodline into a copy of somebody else’s method. That is not what we’re doing.” The One gave the smallest nod from the opposite side of the table. “Correct.” Count Alucard folded one hand over t

No matter the circumstances, I would have preferred if we just had a smooth dinner so that no one could accuse me of being an agent of discord. I decided to take a seat because my legs were beginning to ache. I would talk about the rest of things whenever I had the time, but for now, I needed to get my head together and make sure that everything was right. "Do you even understand the gravity of this meeting? You should know that we are not here for fun. I cannot discuss sensitive matters in the presence of a stranger. You didn't invite us to your wedding; what kind of person marries someone who hides away from his family?" The grandfather spoke again.

Grandpa waved his hand and said, "Lock Isaac in his room. I'm putting him on house arrest. "Colin, come with me." I was briefly at a loss for what to do when Grandpa called my name, but I had a gut feeling that I was going to emerge as the victor of the situation. The Lettermans were an affluent family. Grandpa also considered himself to be a man of culture. Isaac had gotten Hannah pregnant before they got married. Although he was Grandpa's favorite grandchild, his actions would undoubtedly have soured Grandpa's image of him.

“Brenda, are you insane? Look who you hit! That's Eleonora! Gideon's grandmother!” Brenda cut the link. Her last words were cold and stupid. “Gideon made it clear. Your family is your problem. His family is his. He doesn’t claim trash like them.” ... The link snapped. My wolf howled in my chest, a cry of pure agony. Gideon's grandmother. Tortured to death with a silver-laced weapon by Brenda. And Brenda thought she'd killed my "poor relative." I shot to my feet, knocking my lounge chair onto the sand.

It's Grandpa's birthday banquet, and yet my fiancee is working late again, missing her one chance to meet the family. My brother and his wife, still bitter about me taking the project from them, don't waste the opening. "What good is all his money when his fiancee can't even show up on a day this important? She clearly doesn't take him seriously." "That's why Archer's the smart one. He landed himself Claire Donovan, of all people. Even her throwaway gifts start at seven figures." I'm about to fire back when the familiar name stops me cold. My eyes lock onto the bracelet of dark wooden beads the butler carries in. It's identical to the one my fiancee just spent a fortune on a few days ago.

the old lady began, her voice steadier. "Each time it was season for the rains, I always lost my grandchildren. I had also lost all my pups too! But none of the previous alphas or their Lunas ever cared. None ever solved the flooding until her…." She paused, her voice breaking slightly as memories seemed to claw their way back.

Nonetheless, I knew we were not meant to be, so I wrote my feelings for him in the diary. If Benjamin had not read the diary, I would have lived on as the obedient niece… but that was not the case. He read my diary and tore it into pieces. He thought I was disgusting to develop a romantic feeling for him. "What is wrong with you? I'm your uncle! Yes, we're not related by blood, but I'll forever be your uncle. And that's all!"

**Chapter 22 — "Roland's Filing"** By eight in the morning Maya’s face was on every screen in the city under a headline that used the word “incest” without quite saying it. Roland had filed the annulment claim publicly, not through internal channels. He claimed the marriage between Maya and Elias was invalid on grounds of biological relationship—specifically that both were the biological children of the elder Elias Voss, making them siblings. The claim rested on the world’s long-standing understanding that Elder Elias had fathered the current Elias. An understanding Elias himself had believed. An understanding everyone had believed.

Cole exhaled a lazy puff of smoke and said lazily, "If Grandpa took her in as a granddaughter, she'd become family, and then marrying her into the Malcolm family would be out of the question. But as a disciple? No conflict there. "It's just a convenient excuse anyway. What's the difference between a disciple and a granddaughter? Still, the question remains. Is she really as virtuous as Grandpa says? Or… did she already know his identity and deliberately get close to him?"