Novel & Cerita Slenders Family

“W-while we don’t know the exact details to what’s truly happening inside the Schuyler family, we’ve heard news that the Schuylers are secretly plotting something big to rebel against the Fendersons! Their end goal is to make the Fenderson family part of their own instead!” “Oh? Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure that the Schuylers and the other minor families who are currently under the Fendersons wouldn’t have the capability to take on them,” replied Gerald with a frown. “You’re right… B-but they’ve partnered with the Longs in Yanken! A family called the Moldells is involved as well! From what we could see, almost everyone that the Moldells sent over was exceedingly powerful! We’

He directed his caution to Sly in a stern voice, "I only have one warning for you young man, that is, if you hurt my daughter or subject her to any torture, I'm going to forget about how wealthy and powerful you are, and kill you with my bare hands." Sly chuckled respectfully. "Trust me, I will cherish her forever. She holds my heart with her smile so how can I let her go?" Sly's choice of words radiated merriment and Kyle shouted in amusement, "Well then! This calls for celebration," he announced, popping champagne in the process. Mr. Dels' collection of drinks weren't as expensive as Sly's but they enjoyed every bit to the fullest. Sly realized that he hadn't felt this way in a long time.

“You’re exhausting.” He grinned. “That’s my brand.” Keith lifted his glass. “To quiet nights,” he said. Trina added, “To safe nights.” Mya smiled, eyes shining. “To family.” Casey jumped in immediately. “And to babies. Two of them. Cross cousins incoming. We’re unstoppable.” Adrian sighed, but his hand slid under Trina’s for a brief squeeze. “To health,” he said quietly. Alexander lifted his glass last. He looked at Eva as he did.

Floyd nodded, but he was still worried. He had not fought the Sloan family before, so he did not know what they were capable of. Who knew what tactics they had? Nicole looked at him and smiled. “Don’t be so worried. If the Sloan family dares to reach out, just chop their hands off.” She used the calmest voice to say the most ruthless words. This was the Stanton family’s territory. Their forces were deep-rooted and spread widely. They did not just call the shots in the business world.

"You're going to do it again and again; it's amazing. You know that; you're like a broken plate." Lilia gritted her teeth. "I'm just reminding you." Sherly sighed as if you were tired of what was happening over and over again. "Lilia, in this family, my family is only Daddy, Big Brother Kyle, and Big Brother Keisley. Oh, Grandpa Mario is the addition in the family. And you," she said, pointing her finger. "You don't belong to that family. So, do you think, of the two of us, who do they consider more part of the family?" She smiled broadly.

Unsure of her intentions, I was a bit on edge. Whitney was Keith's stepmother. She was not the stereotypical older lady. Thanks to her skincare regime, she looked young and alluring for her age. Her equally skimpy, if not worse, lingerie did little to hide her gorgeous shape, especially since she opted not to wear a bra. The words that came out of Whitney’s mouth blew my mind. “I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to sleep with us, Whitney.” “It’s fine, Naomi. You seem to have a problem with me now that you are a part of this family.”

My half-brother, Jim Sullivan, pushed me down a snowy mountain, leaving me with a fractured spine. My mom, Doris Moore, and my wife, Julia Stone, rushed me to the hospital in a panic. Later, they learned that I might be permanently paralyzed. To put my mind at ease, Julia held up a ring and swore that she would take care of me for the rest of my life. Mom also cut ties with Jim, saying she would make him pay for what he had done. They told me Jim fell off a cliff while trying to escape, and they never found his body. I believed them. That was until three years into my marriage, a friend sent me a video. In the footage, Jim, who was supposed to be dead, was holding a child in his left

Two and a half minutes later, the secretary returned, standing upright, and reported, “Wolf King, the occupants of this address are a pair of siblings. The boy is named Scott Jones, and the girl is Liliana Jones.” “A pair of siblings?” Andrius frowned in confusion. How did an ancient prestigious martial family that once had extraordinary experts like the Flame Emperor dwindle down to just a brother and sister? Even if the family went into decline, it should not have ended up like this, right? There should at least be a family line intact... “That’s strange.” Andrius sighed and looked at Kate. “There’s only a brother and sister left of such a large family. It’s unlikely no matter how you thin

“But, let’s not talk about me anymore. I want to know more about your family.” Unprepared for the quick subject change, I fumble over my words for just a few seconds. “Oh? Okay then. What do you want to know?” “Do you think they’ll like me?” she asks, and I’m taken aback by her question. “LIKE you? No, I think they’ll LOVE you.” “What?” she laughs. “The Slater family is your average billionaire family, but kindness has become deeply rooted in our bloodline. Dad and AJ are incredible role models. So, when I tell you that they’re going to like you? Ophelia, I promise, they really will.”

For some reason, he always seems to be around when Slade is being bullied and I’m punching some asshole’s lights out because of it. And I catch him watching me. A lot. I snort. Maybe I should just spar with him and help him get it out of his system. “What’s funny, Sloane?” Uncle Roman asks. He doesn’t miss much, I’ll give him that. “What do you know about the Winslow family?” I ask. “The Winslows?” I’m thankful that he’s driving. If he wasn’t, I’m sure his gaze would be intent on me. “They are very well established in the werewolf community, they are a powerful family, although not as powerful as we are.”