Slenders Family Novels & Stories

But over five years of living together, Adriana had grown used to Chris's presence—so used to it that dependence quietly took root. He was her only family in this world. Her only tie. She had once thought that spending her life this way wouldn't be so bad… until a week ago. Chris's former fiancée, Joan Hill, returned to the country—bringing with her a little boy just over four years old. The boy had the Slater family's unmistakable traits: pale skin, deep-set eyes, and rosy, thin lips. Chubby as he was, his bearing was uncannily similar to the Slater brothers'.

It’s as if everything is real and not just a memory. I tell Rain how my father sword-trains me, and how Agia mocks me. I tell her about my brother and my mother. My mate leans close to me and holds my hand. She tenderly caresses my arm, chasing away the powerful grief aiming to overtake me. “But now, they’re all gone,” I murmur, emotions clogging my voice. “The day the Slayers began their preemptive strike, I and my family were all here. Including Marcel and his father. Then the slayers launched an attack on us using advanced weapons…”

Surprisingly, unlike most lords, this young man is not pompous nor pretentious. Nonetheless, the young man radiated an air that drew everyone's attention to him. He didn't behave like the many nobility who would only speak and accomplish nothing. "Ethan Slayer…" The village chief hummed. "Slayer. Could it be a member of that clan?" The Slayers were not well-known in the north. But it was a different story for the mighty Ifrit family, and the Slayers were a vessel of the Ifrit family. Even the isolated village they lived in in the midst of the forest knew about them.

The Sloane family was a well-established family with a deep foundation, but more than twenty years ago, the family was so weakened by a civil disturbance that it fell apart and collapsed. Oddly enough, the Sloane family survived eventually and got even stronger than before. However, Grandpa Sloane cleaned up the family and made it more low-key. Over the past two decades, the Sloane family had long been out of sight but was still a colossus that others did not dare to provoke. “Mr. Sloane.” Pondering for a bit, Hazel used a distant and polite address. She was also afraid that she might incur his dislike by being too friendly.

Julian said nothing. He stood up, walked over to Elara, and held out his hand to her. "Come with me." He led her through a deep corridor to the family cemetery behind the castle. Moonlight poured like water onto the grass. Here lay the patriarchs of the Thorne family, and their cherished partners, buried through the generations. Each tombstone was etched with the family crest – a sword entwined with thorns. Julian took Elara to see his parents' tombstone, formally introducing her as his beloved.

She concluded and this made them to burst into laughter. "So, what do we call this family of ours?" Jack mused, breaking the long laughter that settled over the table. They exchanged glances, contemplating the weight of that question. Names floated in the air that carried the essence of their shared bonds. Emily, ever the wordsmith, suggested a name that resonated with the harmony of their stories: "The Resilient family." And so, with a unanimous nod and a collective agreement, they embraced the identity of "The Resilient family" born out of adversity, united by the threads of fate, and fortified by the shared determination to create a future woven with love and acceptance.

After she's done, she blew her hair dry and went out. She saw her mother sitting on her sofa. "What are you doing here Mom? Are you not done scolding me?" Celeste asked sarcastically. "Can't I have my own privacy even in this house?!" Celeste angrily shouted. "Do you not want to see your mother anymore? Are you implicating that you can be on your own? Don't you dare forget that I am the matriarch of this family. I fix things for everyone in this house even for you father. We are the least favored and respected among the Klatt's. We should work together to push this family higher." Wensly stated sternly.

“Tell me about my family.” “Your father’s name was Lux and your mother’s name was Celestia. You also had a brother named Alastor. All were killed on what we call the Day of Sorrow, twenty-one years ago. At that time there were a total of ten silver dragons and they were all wiped out during the war. You are the last of your kind besides the silver dragon we believe is trying to kill you.” “So these shifters, are the bad guys?”

Fane thought about it and said, “They’re not a small family. I’m afraid that they’re fearless enough to trouble me again and affect my life!” Skyler balled his hands into fists when he heard that. “F*ck, these ignorant people. How dare they think about kidnapping your wife! The Xenos family shouldn’t exist anymore!” Fane nodded. “Don’t be too extreme. Just kill their martial artists and family master. The maids and other workers are innocent, so let them go!”

We all laughed at her misery. "Well, does Alpha Samuel really has no family?" Genis asked to her twin. The same thought had crossed my mind, too. Alpha Samuel was no doubt chosen, after the previous Alpha had left ni heir to them sobhe should have a family, seeing that he was one of the villagers. I waited for Adel to answer, too. "No, he doesn't. He told me that his father, the former Alpha, and his mate were banished from the village but Samuel was brought back to take his rightful position but, his parents were never welcomed back." She shrugged solemnly her eyes holding a pitiful look.