Regressor Of The Fallen Family Novel Novels & Stories

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.

There is no way the second son of the most influential family in the city of Amsterdam and in the whole Netherlands gambled his family fortune and also his son… no way. That was unforgivable, of a father, parent, son and supposed role model of the new generation. "Do you want to meet your family?" Tess asked. Regal's ears piqued up at the mention of his family, he turned to Tess and his eyes held a bit of expectancy. The light in his eyes dimmed suddenly and he slumped his shoulders. "I heard I was abandoned, no one wants back something they've thrown away like dirt." "What if you were kidnapped like me?" Tess tried to make him feel better.

She simply listened. “I’m not giving up,” I said. “I’ll bring our family back together.” “Our family?” Her voice stayed calm, almost gentle. But every word cut deeper than if she’d screamed at me. “Our family started falling apart long before Maddox took the boys.” I stared at her. The words settled heavily between us. “You’ve spent all your time chasing revenge. And you lost everything else along the way.” Silence settled between us. The hallway suddenly felt too quiet. Even the warriors waiting near the door seemed frozen in place, unwilling to interrupt what was unfolding before them.

I was excellent at driving a wedge between people. With just a few words, I could make a loving couple turn on each other. When I saw a young couple kissing in class, I found it extremely nauseating. I then made a post on the school forum. [My girlfriend has bad breath, what should I do? I feel disgusted every time I kiss her.] The girlfriend was furious, and the boyfriend tried to explain. However, he made things worse as he was bad with words. In the end, they were fighting and slapping each other in the corridor. In our neighborhood, the old ladies had formed a choir and started singing early in the morning. I immediately put up an anonymous notice in the elevator. [A ce

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.

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.

Alice, presently liberated from the grasp of control, left on an excursion of mending, encompassed by the affection and backing of her rejoined family. The manor, decreased to ruins, filled in as a piercing update that no post based on trickery could endure the tireless quest for truth. In its place, another first light arose — a time of recovery, where illustrations gained from the shadows of the past would direct the way toward a more promising time to come.

I score 700 points, while my twin, Terence Hawkins, scores 200 points when our college entrance exam results are released. A team of staff members from Laville University's admissions office appears on our doorstep that night. Enthusiasm sparkles in their eyes as they look between Terence and me and ask, "Excuse me, which one of you is Marcus Hawkins, the student who scored 700 points?" I'm just about to step forward and speak when my sister, Jillian Hawkins, grabs my hand and yanks me back. She pushes Terence forward and says, "It's him. He's Marcus Hawkins." I'm stunned. Terence steps forward and says, "Nice to meet you. I'm the one who scored 700 points." The staff members gather arou

I studied her face. "I was scared." When she looked up again, tears were already streaming down her cheeks. "Before you appeared, I was Moonshadow's only daughter. Mom and Dad loved me, and both of our brothers always took my side." "Then you came back, and everyone kept saying that sooner or later, I'd have to return everything that belonged to you." "Your title. Your room. The necklace. What would come next once I'd given those back?" "Would I have to give you my family too?"