Ishtar Familia Novels & Stories

I’m assuming Papa or Chesed gave her the rundown on the family tree. “Crista Fayte. And these are my sisters Persephone and Delilah.” She gestured to her sisters as she said their names. “Well, points to Alpha for at least speaking of me to his mate.” Isadora nodded, letting her hand go. “I don’t know if I would give him points. I was caught looking at the display of photographs he keeps in his suite.” Crista shrugged.

They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never. The day she moved out of her parent's house was the day she had broken free from the pack. She had watched the rest of them all end up running back to the fold. She swore she would never. Out of the seventeen kids from the two families, she was the third youngest, with only two from the other family younger than her. Ana and Lance, and she was older than then by six years or so. At least that was between her and Lance, who was the youngest. They had been family to her for most of her life. She had thought of them as cousins at best. Sometimes closer than brothers or sisters. It was just

"Oh, Hector, you're home! Perfect, perfect. Let's sit down and talk this through as a family." "I said, get out," Hector emphasized each word, his voice dropping to a low, menacing register that brooked no argument. Cody straightened up. "Who the hell do you think you are? This is a family business. Why is an outsider like you sticking his nose in?" Hector locked eyes with him. "I am her husband, and this is my home. If you don't leave right now, don't blame me for what happens next." He tightened his fists. Hector was ex-military, and my family knew exactly what he was capable of.

He continued trying to persuade me, but I got into the car instead. Elijah noticed my condition and, concerned, invited me to stay at his house for the night. He and his wife, Iris, treated me with kindness. Their son, a renowned director, and their daughter-in-law, a top actress, were both fans of my work. They had bought the rights to my novel to adapt it into a movie and were even asking me to write the script. The day my family was released from lockup, I was preparing to go fishing with Elijah when Florence and Tyler arrived at his house and blocked my path at the door.

The fact that Vashti had a daughter, but raised her as a male until her eighteen birthday and her name was Adara. When Anna read that name, an intense chill ran through her entire body. Continuing on with the text, Anna couldn’t believe how accurate Nate’s story was in comparison to the dreams Anna was having, including the young man who, according to Nate’s text, was destined to marry Adara; Esther’s son Darius. Darius is Esther’s SON? Anna shouted to an empty room. No Way! With trembling fingers, Anna continued to turn the pages. Her eyesight was beginning to blur. She went to the kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee, then went to the sink and splashed cold water on her face.

"If you will give some time to understand history more clearly, you will see that it looks like, the family has a curse when it comes to having sons." I was a bit taken aback when she mentioned about the curse. Well, I don't believe in the curse, perhaps there is a scientific explanation for it. Or, I don't know. "Wait, you know the family's history?" I ask, amused. She gave me a meaningful smile. She finished preparing the juice first before dropping the bomb, "I am a relative. I am a Dausel from my mother's side. My whole name is Estrella Dausel Sachea."

Ivy was also happy and shed tears of joy because even though she had no idea who Isla was, the way Isla treated her showed that she felt a fondness for her, or might have felt so for her Mom. Daniel and Doctor Hardy stood by the side, staring at them as they happily reunited. When they had both collected their emotions, Daniel asked Isla, "What exactly happened?" Isla stared at Ivy, and sighed, "Your mother is my twin sister. For years, our family has been, and still is, the wealthiest and most influential family in Battambang.

then lowered her head and played with her fingers. Perhaps because Bianca was leaving soon, Isabel did not lose her temper at Bianca. "Bianca, once you're in Heatherton City, if anyone asks who your family is, say you're from the Stanley family. Don't mention the Este family. Do you understand?" "Yes," Bianca replied softly, afraid her voice might provoke her mother's anger. Besides, she preferred being part of the Stanley family anyway. The Este family had never been very good to her. Mother and daughter did not speak further. The living room fell into silence.

Could it be true? Is Arles that heartless to kill his whole family for the sake of the throne? Is he that bad? Looking at him sitting beside me, calm and composed, I cannot believe that he could have committed such a grave crime for just the throne. I read about him in the book that he was ruthless and there had been a lot of bloodsheds when he rose to power but I could never imagine that his hands would be stained with the blood of his own family. “He bought death upon the very woman who granted him his first breaths!” Ishtar continues to accuse him while I stare at him in perplexity. A part of me is telling me that there’s more to Ishtar’s accusations.

She enjoyed her time with all of them and neither did she feel insecure with Haseeb. She came to know about the whole family structure. Irtaza's mother died when he was seven. He has one younger brother, Shehryaar, and one sister, Dua, and Haseeb had one elder brother, Saif, and two sisters, Haya and Alizey. Alizey was only 6 years old. Haya was 19 and Dua was of the same age as Zahra, 22. It was a quite big family for her nonetheless, her cousins were really good.