Ishtar Familia Novels & Stories

She'd always been proud of her children growing up to become responsible men and thought her daughter was going to take in the steps of her brothers. “I have failed this once, Dustan. I gave birth to Isabella but I wasn't the one who raised her. She'd imbibed a nature and a character that is alien to us and this family. I don't care about what happened to her or what Rian intends to do to her, but I worry about our family's name and reputation. The Graham's will be wallowing in the mire because of Ivara! She'd brought this family only shame and we accepted her because she is our flesh and blood despite fate kept her away from us for so long.

NOT good. The screaming, shouting and yelling began. The house leaders were standing up, shaking fingers and launching threats at one another. Me? I was trying to recall who Ishara was. She eventually became Ishtar, Goddess of War. In the Old Kingdom Hittite she was also the Goddess of Oaths, Love and Medicine. The only three people at the table not going nuts where St. Marie, Hayden and the woman at her side. That woman was looking at her tablet intently. Once more the group reached consensus and I was still boned. I was still a male, so my lineage meant nothing. I wasn't part of the Host. Hayden took another deep breath, acknowledging this second decision.

We're cousins, Isa! "Let go, Aiden!" Valeria screamed, pushing Aiden, to approach Isabella arrogantly. "So, you're the disinherited one in the family?" “He looked her up and down. "I don't know what you're doing here, you and your family don't belong to the Sinclair’s anymore... You're a disgrace!" Shame on you to call me your family! “She snorted angrily. "Enough is enough, Valeria!" Aiden got in the way.

"I don't give a damn if anyone call me with such names, ahad try to understand no one will like your decision, even I am not liking it. I don't want to stay away from my family, please calm down and think - said izza and I smiled as she considered my family as hers. I love it how she cares for everyone. She mixed up with my family so early, the way she jokes around adam and grandma (dadi), consider adam as her younger brother, how she cares for mom and the way she consider my friends as her big brothers, that's why I love her. "Izzah I will make everyone understand, it's good for us and our family. If I stay here hadiya will definitely again try her cheap tricks, please agree with my decisio

I smiled at my family as I looked around the room. "Please welcome Nivia Evelien Leia Cara Omari, the second female alpha of the Iron River pack, if she wants the job, of course." Dad looked at Storm, "Omari?" Storm nodded. "My daughter is part of an important family, a legacy, and I would much rather have Nivia have Aeryn's last name than my fucking own. Nivia isn't tied to the Winter Bone pack in any fucking way. Besides, in case you didn't hear me correctly while you were busy eaves dropping, you, Cyrus and Osiris are my fucking family now."

Isis smiled, glancing at me, all anger that I kept this a secret gone as she now had more family to love. We stayed the night at Xanthos and Marietta’s home, returning to our car and resort the following day. Isis learned so much about her father and their family’s lineage and how their power has often saved the pack by getting invaders far from the city or saving people from danger. We promised to keep in touch, especially when Isis told them we planned to start our family and hoped to have a pup soon. Her grandparents were overjoyed to hear they may quickly have a great-grandson.

"I can't possibly just throw her out, can I?" Stella's lips twitched when she heard that. 'Asshole!' she thought. ... Marshall's grandfather had four children—the first three being sons, and the last, a daughter. He loved his youngest very much. Irene was an intelligent child; she graduated from a prestigious college and had a successful career. She was even born into a wealthy family. Every aspect of her life was perfect, except for her marriage.

Inside, apart from the Patriarch from the Stoermer family in Michigan, Zayn, Zendaya’s mother, Carey, and his own father, Abel Coleman, and an uncle from the Coleman family from Missouri, was also present. The Patriarch from the Coleman family wasn’t present, but he had sent an uncle to represent him, as that was enough face given to the Stoermer family. This was because Michigan’s Stoermer family was just a branch of the Stoermer family. And as for the Coleman family, they were the real top-notch royals.

"I can't just forget. I can't forget my family." He pulled away, his eyes now cold and hard. A terrifying glint appeared in their depths, and his body, which had been so soft and pliant a second ago, now tensed. The Don was back. "Your family," he said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "Your family who threw you out like a stray dog? Your family who would have handed you over to an enemy if I had not claimed you first? Your family who saw your children as bargaining chips in a war of power? That family, Isa? You are crying over them? I am your family now. We are a family. You, me, and our children. Do you not understand that?"

There was hope in these stacks somehow. I went to the access portal and opened Astarte’s family file. The portal generated a thick book. As I read through her family’s history, a sense of certainty settled over me as soon as I reached her generation, and most specifically her, Set, and her daughter. Ariava, Status: Unknown.