The Family Upstairs Kindle Novels & Stories

“Dad please stop these games and tell these men to leave our house!” “Our house?” Lennox Zephyr laughs, a sound that chills me to the bone. “This house belongs to us, Not your father. Practically everything your family has belongs to us. Even your lives. And you hazel, are their sacrifice. Their scapegoat.” His cruel snicker echoes through the room, “Haha, this is truly fascinating. The best part of all this? Watching a family as close as yours crumble. A daughter with so much hope in her parents now sees them as what they truly are… monsters.”

But the truth is that their lives are as fucked as hell. They are a bunch of crazy folks, every fucking one of them has a deep secret that is sept under the carpet. The fact that their golden son, the heir of the family’s empire left a few years ago, didn’t help the family at all. It broke them, and it drove them apart, making it very easy for me to sneak my way into the family and begin my invasion. Let’s start with Riley… The fool is necrophilia!

Her cousins were also very good to her. The family members were so harmonious precisely because there were no conflicts of interest. “Such a family will produce very well-adjusted children.” “Isn’t it the same in your family, Mr. York? “Your family is quite famous for that.” Sheila led Alex to the elevator and pressed the button for the elevator. Alex’s penthouse was on the top floor. Sheila directly pressed the button for his floor. Soon, the elevator brought them up. “Oh, by the way, have you gotten your keys?” Sheila only thought of this after they stepped out of the elevator and hurriedly asked.

Emma asserted impatiently before hearing any words. "Let's go! This girl isn't worth a word!" Zeus asserted, leading his family upstairs. "The perfect family," Emma murmured ironically and mockingly.

I wonder if he thinks he’s going insane. I take a few shaky steps up the brick stairs in front of me, and I peer down into the foundation. This house does not have a basement, I think, so the black blanket covering the floor is probably a mixture of soot, furniture and ashes. The thought is forcing a chill down my spine, and I hunch down to hug my knees as I watch the remains of a once happy family-home. I think. My imagination at least makes it look like this particular house was a very happy home to a family of five. Two kids running around the house, chasing each other with dinosaur-toys like the ones Kai has in the Kaios village, while the last kid is a baby, being cradled by their mothe

I get out of the SUV and follow Alpha John inside. This is the first time I have been in the Family Wing. I was surprised how much it felt like a typical home. I expected it to be all white and grey and extremely modern, like the Packhouse Wing. It was not like that at all. It was warm and comforting. A large family portrait hung above the fireplace. It looked about ten years old as James was just a boy missing his front tooth. The furniture was brown leather and overstuffed. The walls were off-white, with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the woods and so many house plants made the room feel almost like it was outside. It felt like a family home. A stairway leads to the two floors above with

"What happened this morning ends there. Nico does not leave the elite track because you say so. And whatever you said at the office, I'm treating it as anger." "It wasn't anger." He laughed once. "You're not leaving, Serena." He said it like he already knew. Like four years of waiting had proven it. "You won't walk away," he said. "And you won't cut Nico off from this family." I sealed the last envelope and set it aside. "You can test that." He studied my face, then went upstairs. Claire came the next afternoon. I was in the living room setting up a small birthday dinner for Nico. He had barely spoken since the fire, and I did not want a crowd. Just cake, a few children, and one quiet evenin

After being scolded, the three of them lowered their heads in silence. I couldn’t help but chuckle. When it came to cutting words, no one could beat Lucy. Her tongue was like a blade dipped in poison. Seeing they had come, Lucy patted the dust off her clothes and got up to leave. My family laid the food in front of my tombstone and began talking to me. Mom had cried herself blind. My parents were hunched over, their bodies frail and trembling.

Aria let out a squeal as she discovered a ladybug on the railing, and Caleb began to bang his plastic bowl against the high chair in the kitchen. ​"The system is shifting," Liam said, putting his arm around Elara as they walked back inside. ​"It’s not shifting, Liam," Elara said, leaning her head on his shoulder. "It’s just growing. This is what 'ordinary' looks like." ​The chapter ends with the "Sterling-Vance" family in the messy, beautiful middle of their lives. The eldest had gone out into the world, the youngest were taking their first steps, and the two people who had started it all with a cold contract were finally, truly, just a mother and a father at home.