Regressor Of The Fallen Family Novel Novels & Stories

Everything is shattered. Our family is supposed to be unshakable, stronger than the rival dynasties clawing for dominance, more ruthless than the ones vying for political power. Ravencroft has held its place for over a hundred years, unchallenged, respected, feared. And Father believes the only way to keep it that way is for me to rise above, to become his heir, his mirror, his perfect weapon. But I’m already failing. I’m falling behind. And I can’t even blame myself entirely.

The Vane family's collapse continued. Ever since Dante's meltdown that night, the Vane Enterprises stock had plummeted twice in three days. The Rossi family pulling their investments was the first domino, triggering a chain reaction. Banks started calling in loans, and partners were cutting ties. The Vane couple seemed to have aged ten years overnight. They tried reaching out to Elara, but it was like shouting into the void. And the most panicked person in the mansion was Serena. Her parents and brother had suddenly turned on her, leaving her no choice but to run to Dante.

“You’re all my family now. The real mother. The real brother. The real threat is Victor. The half-blood. The one who helped ruin the company? The one who engineered the merger collapse? The one that hurt us? The one that tried to break us? The family is shattered. But we fight together. As family. For the first time.” Kai looked at Damien, then at Kaicen, then at their mother. “The family is shattered. All of us. But we choose each other. I chose Damien. You chose to be here. Kaicen chose to fight. We fight the real threat. Victor. The one behind the original merger collapse from the beginning. The half-blood. The one who paid the right people. The one who made it collapse on purpose. He wan

We were just a product of wrong parenting, society's misfits. I sighed for the hundredth time that night. Ahead of us, I saw the three monsters talking to an elderly couple while taking measured looks in my direction. My heart clenched, I knew the old woman. She was part of the first family, Lucian was indeed right. My family was selling me as a bartering chip to gain more power and influence. Being friends with the Zorya and gaining the trust of the first family. My family is becoming more monstrous than they were already are.

The people in our pack don’t have to wonder if today is the day they become another Black family story because I already do that enough for all of us. We’re supposed to be going to The Dark Falls Pack to hopefully find our second chance. Alpha Taylor has a lot of unmated shifted she-wolves including his daughter who is 18 but hasn’t shifted yet. Virgo thinks this one will be our redemption, I think she’s a false sense of hope. I believe in patterns and the pattern is every male in the Black family is doomed to be alone. My grandfather killed himself after he killed my grandmother. My father never got the chance to because I killed him first.

After a moment, he tugged at my sleeve. When I looked down, his face was white. "That place really was mine, wasn't it?" he asked. I opened my mouth. Dante answered first. "If one accident is enough to break him, then he was never fit to be the Moretti heir." The whole hallway seemed to go quiet after that. Nico didn't cry. He didn't say anything at all. He just lowered his head and tightened his grip on the file until the papers bent under his fingers. I looked at Dante for a long moment.

If he didn’t I’m sure I would also be homeless. I rubbed my hands on the floor. Some parts were soaked with my tears. The bed was right there but I couldn’t bring myself to use it. It felt wrong… like leaving the floor meant accepting he was really gone. Ding dong The doorbell rang I didn’t bother checking. I knew it was Nora. She was the only one who came to this house to check up on me. Every other person abandoned me. I was no longer the rich heiress; they didn’t see the need to be around me anymore.

He lets out a sigh and runs his hands over his face in agitation. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?". He is really planning to move back. And that's why he can barely look me in the face or answer my questions head on. My head swims and I stumble back away from him slowly. This is it. I should have never gotten ahead of myself, daring to imagine a life with him. He's forever tied to this place, his family…..and nothing is going to change that. I've been so so stupid, thinking that I had a place in his life. The tears prickle my eyes and I draw my robe around me and turn around before he can see them. Perhaps Jeanette was right. I am misfortune. At least to Alex. With me, he's always going to