Impossible Real Family Novels & Stories

“Naomi, we know that we messed up before, always taking Charlotte’s side, but you need to understand that we were worried about you burning yourself out from playing the piano. Music is a tough career to choose.” “That’s right.” Caleb took over the conversation. “Even though you’ve made it now, our worries back then weren’t without reason. Now that you’ve proved your point, we should go home now.” Tucker uttered cautiously, “Charlotte misses you. She has been waiting for you to come back and give her piano lessons.” Staring at my so-called family, I suddenly realized how absurd everything was. Ever since Charlotte came into the family, she had been the apple of the family’s eye.

I finally feel free, its like my shoulders were caring some weight. I bathed, brushed my teeth and went downstairs singing my favourite song on top of my voice. " Mommy daddy Mommy daddy Aiden and Andrew are donkeys I am Monkey. Mommy daddy Mommy daddy Anthony is Pig I am Monkey. Mommy daddy mommy daddy Aiden and Andrew are donkeys and i am monk-" I stopped singing and doing my weird dance when i saw that my family was there. Let me repeat. MY WHOLE FAMILY!!!!!! Well isn't this embarrassing.

"No, no, no... Lydia, you can't do this. This is my company! My father built this! You're my wife... we’re a family!" "We were never a family, Julian," I said, my voice ice-cold. "You made sure of that when you brought that whore into my bed." "Lydia, please!" Julian lunged forward, trying to grab my hands, but Zane instantly stepped between us, his iron hand clamping onto Julian’s collar and shoving him back with effortless, brutal force. Julian hit the banister hard, coughing, but he didn't even look at Zane. He looked past him, his eyes pleading, desperate, and pathetic.

“I know they might not be the best, but they’re still your family. So if anyone dared—” “My real family,” I whispered. He froze. His fingers, gripping my shoulders, went still—completely still—like the whole world had stopped moving. His eyes widened slightly, the confusion draining away and leaving something cold and empty in its place. “I found out,” I breathed. “They weren’t my real family. My real parents… they were members of the Forgotten Pack.” Silence. A heavy, suffocating silence. Maximus’s hands slowly slid off my shoulders, falling to his sides like they suddenly weighed too much to hold up. His eyes dropped to the floor. His throat bobbed as he swallowed, but he didn’t say anythi

Now, here I sat years later surrounded by family and friends who were all determined that Jude and I would succeed. Our family tree might have started off with different roots, but over the years our trunks had grown together until the branches now wove an artistic tapestry of love. It wasn't born from DNA or bloodlines but by choice. And we were all connected by those family ties. The End 2 1

"My Carla...I'm such a lousy father...If I had found investors I wouldn't have gone bankrupt, your mother and sister would still be here. Our family would still be happy and…” “Listen to us, a family is supported in the test not only in wealth. Your wife and your daughter have never been affiliated, at the slightest glitch they have left the ship. Your real family is Carla and me. We love you and will stay with you forever. Don't worry, we'll get back on our feet and move on." “Johan is right. We don't need them, we can manage." The father smiled before nodding his head. “I have new ideas for my business children. You'll see daddy will make you proud"

But he hadn't been. It was all real. Now he just needed a family for Christmas. And that was where the hard work came in. The clock was ticking and he had thirty days to do the impossible. No one had ever just bought a family. How was he supposed to find a family that would love him? He'd have to be careful who he approached. Maybe he could pay someone to pretend to be a family? But that would feel like cheating. What would the old woman think of that? What he knew though is that now he had a chance. And he'd take it. "I want a family". He pointed at himself on the mirror. " You're going to get a family."

Broken. Bloody. But finally, undeniably, a family.

“Why?” “We overthink. We worry about consequences. We make plans instead of telling the truth quickly.” He frowned. “That sounds annoying.” I laughed softly. “It is.” He played with Henri’s ear. “Are you and Mama fixing it?” “Yes.” “For real?” “For real.” “Will we be normal?” I thought carefully before answering. “We may never look exactly like other families.” His face fell. I continued. “But that does not mean we cannot be a real family.” His eyes lifted.

"How can you have a child like this?" _____________________________ I really love this family, I feel like they're alive but I can reach them🥰🥰🥰. Hope you guys have a happy family like Rara's family. See you, with another drama from this happy family.