I Shall Master This Family Novels & Stories

After class, my half sister sent a driver to pick me up for the family dinner. But he parked outside the estate of the Besa family, the most dangerous mafia clan in England. My half sister, Sophie Hawthorne, was practically dripping with smugness on the other end. "Got you! The driver's gone. Let's see how you get out of this one!" I stood frozen. My father sighed on the other end of the line. "You fell for a trick that simple? You're a disgrace to the Hawthorne blood in your veins!" My stepmother laughed. "How can you be this stupid? Find your own way out. We have a dinner to attend." Shaking with fear, I sank to the ground and, with my last shred of hope, called my fiance, Ethan Mercer. Th

My mother, Syla, stood beside me, a warm smile on her face, as she reached out for her grandbabies, cradling them in her arms. Her wise eyes shone with knowledge, her sorceress powers humming softly. Kira, ever the guardian, watched over us, her presence reassuring. My Father rryan stood by my side with his approving hand on my shoulders, we had always been close. He was my strong place in this brutal world. The room filled with gentle laughter and soft whispers. As I gazed upon my family, Ahkin's prophecy echoed within: "His second mate will rule by his side." I pushed aside the unsettling thought, focusing on this blissful moment.

Sophia bombarded confusedly. "Nay, I don't mean you. I mean all of you. He wants my family in return of money" "What? Is he crazy? How is family equivalent to money?" It was Martins' turn to ask question. "He specified that he wants my daughter but I don't know which of you. Mr Johnson looked at Sophia and Sophie. "What!!?" Mrs Johnson exclaimed "My daughters......Oh my sweet daughters" she cried. "That is crazy" Sophia laughed. "Who is the man" she asked afterwards. "Ice Pick". "What!!!?" they all exclaimed with Sophia's voice having the highest tone.

My half-brother, Jim Sullivan, pushed me down a snowy mountain, leaving me with a fractured spine. My mom, Doris Moore, and my wife, Julia Stone, rushed me to the hospital in a panic. Later, they learned that I might be permanently paralyzed. To put my mind at ease, Julia held up a ring and swore that she would take care of me for the rest of my life. Mom also cut ties with Jim, saying she would make him pay for what he had done. They told me Jim fell off a cliff while trying to escape, and they never found his body. I believed them. That was until three years into my marriage, a friend sent me a video. In the footage, Jim, who was supposed to be dead, was holding a child in his left

I'm known throughout my family as the resident tattletale, and I refuse to let even the smallest offense slide. When I was three, Aunt Cassandra stole a piece of my cheesecake. That same night, I ran to Grandma's bedside and wailed as though someone had died. The next morning, Aunt Cassandra stepped out of her room with her left foot first, and Grandma beat her so badly that she ended up with a broken leg. When I was eight, my cousin, Penelope Georgiou, secretly hid her lunch money inside her shoe. I immediately tipped off my Uncle Reuben. Penelope not only received a beating, but also got searched down to her underwear and lost every last dollar. From then on, Mom established a new fam

The door shut and I was alone again pondering over what I've just learnt. This family is far worse than mine. A fourteen year old becoming a father? How old was Shantel? Oh great now I'm curious.

“But, let’s not talk about me anymore. I want to know more about your family.” Unprepared for the quick subject change, I fumble over my words for just a few seconds. “Oh? Okay then. What do you want to know?” “Do you think they’ll like me?” she asks, and I’m taken aback by her question. “LIKE you? No, I think they’ll LOVE you.” “What?” she laughs. “The Slater family is your average billionaire family, but kindness has become deeply rooted in our bloodline. Dad and AJ are incredible role models. So, when I tell you that they’re going to like you? Ophelia, I promise, they really will.”

Hilda studied her husband and her daughter, a tender and loving emotion washing over her. On the path to greatness, even family can be sacrificed? Bah! Some people might be willing to sacrifice their families for the sake of power and wealth. But, I only want my family and the people I love to be safe and sound. I have to forge ahead bravely and fearlessly for the sake of my happiness! In the middle of the night, the psychic grandmaster and his two sons were cleaning up the mess at the altar on the rooftop of the Smith Group's office building. Now that the grandmaster had messed up the ritual, Oliver was sure to kick them out of the Bowen Family.

Created a family that shouldn't exist but does. And now we get to live it. Raise our daughter. Build our future. Together. All of us. Forever. Unbreakable. Exactly as it was always meant to be.

"N-No, I'm not tricking you! You might not trust what I'm about to say, but I swear it's true! "I… I was reborn, and in the future, Clarisse was the death of our entire family! She caused Dad's death, made Mom crazy, and turned me into a cripple! I know this sounds crazy, but I know I was wrong, so give me a chance to make it up to you, please?" Insanity. That was the only word that came to mind after I heard what he said. "Go see a doctor if you're ill instead of bothering me."