Novel & Cerita Novel Family

And suddenly, I knew what it was like to be Dahlia. People looked at me differently, just because I don't have any parents and 'family' that can take care of me. Ever since then, her and I hung out a lot more, found out things we didn't even know about each other. Well, more like things I didn't know about her, I was rejected from everyone except from her, she was actual family. *** Welcome to 'The end' where different scenarios take place from the inner world of Ajax, Ashley, Alec and Jace invade Dahlias head.

“It’s fine, Naomi. You seem to have a problem with me now that you are a part of this family.” Though stunned, I quickly got a grip on myself and declined the suggestion. To my surprise, Keith agreed without getting my consensus. I was disgruntled. It was absurd enough that I had to share a bed with my mother-in-law on my wedding night, but she took up the space between me and my husband too. Whitney glanced at me before sprawling herself across the sanctity of my bed. “A good wife shouldn’t be so petty. You should be kind to your husband’s family.”

How can they be called family when it's like that? In Arjuna's view, family is someone who continues to provide support or provide a place to lean on when one of its members feels tired. Family is also a place where they should be able to feel safe and be themselves, not put on a mask, so they won't be labeled as an ugly child. However, what the Aini family does cannot be called family at all. They are like predators who are crazy about money and power. Especially Niar.

I love cooking. I remember he told me yesterday that it's not only his family, it's " our family ". They all are filthy rich, like Richie rich type billionaire.And my husband Aiden is on top of young handsome billionaire bachelors. He deserves better than me. His family deserves better than me. They deserve someone who keeps them happy, some happy soul which I'm not. Aiden's pov

I was an only child, and my parents had always hoped I would have more children—and preferably a second one carrying our family name too. To help with that, they'd personally gone to a major hospital and got me fertility medicine. They'd even prepared it for me every day to keep me healthy. When they found out I was pregnant, they were so excited that they even remodeled a nursery at home. The day Michael kicked me out, Mom and Dad held me tightly and encouraged me to stay strong for the sake of my baby.

"Mom and Dad said that from now onward, the family assets would be equally split between Fable and me." "Family assets?" I smiled, amused. "Are you talking about the house they're staying in, or that car? I'm sorry, but those are all my personal assets. I'm just about to take them back now." "That's impossible! Mom, she's spouting nonsense, right?" Madeline paled, grabbing Fiona's arm in search of an answer. However, the truth was something no one could deny. "Do you really have to be this ruthless, Heidi? You're so capable—can't you just let us live in that house?" Fiona pleaded.

“They were a loving family. The husband adored his wife, the wife protected her child like she was the most valuable treasure in the world, and the daughter grew up believing she was the luckiest girl alive because she was surrounded by love, power, and wealth.” “But one day,” she said, her voice lowering, “that perfect little world collapsed overnight.” She stopped pacing and turned to face me directly. “You see, that family was not ordinary. They were powerful, rich, and influential. They stood at the very top, just like the Jones family and the Reed family. But unlike the other two, they were… extreme. They made mistakes. They were ruthless in ways that even your families found uncomforta

"Don't blame Connie, Mom. It's my fault. I have caused you so much trouble. I shouldn't have taken the coat from her…" Before she finished, Dad grabbed me and slammed me to the ground. He roared, "A cold-blooded thing like you doesn't deserve to live in this loving family!" I cried and begged him to stop. But the more I cried, the more he was convinced that I felt no remorse. His claws landed harder and harder. Mom and Nathan stood at a distance, their faces indifferent. It was as if I weren't part of the family, just a filthy rogue they didn't recognize.

“Is she okay? Look, why don’t you join us for New Year’s? “The more, the merrier! It’s no big deal, we’ve got plenty of room!” Despite her warm invitation, a chill ran through my body. I did not remember how, but I managed to decline them politely. I eventually made my way back home. It was an old apartment in a building from the 90s; the unit was neither too big nor too small. It was ordinary yet cozy. My family of four had lived there for over a decade. I was supposed to graduate from university next year. How could I be an orphan? Evidence of my family was still everywhere in the house.

It turned out they had taken out huge loans to take Jesse abroad to study dance, leaving the enormous debt to me. I was squeezed dry just to support Jesse's future. I was nothing more than a cash cow to them—a wallet used to fund their family's happy life. I had a front-row seat to their deception in this life, so I was curious to see how they would manage to feign death and get away with it right in front of me. I stood invisible amidst the throng of relatives and friends as they offered their hollow consolations to Grandma Madeline and Aunt Jacklyn. It wasn't until Aunt Jacklyn shoved me so hard that I fell to my knees that others turned their attention to me.