The Fosters Novels & Stories

"I'll honor my promise. The entire Foster World Cup book will be under your control." That sentence was practically a public announcement. The next-generation betting heir of the Foster family might change.

“I’ll tell you next time I see you.” I walk away. Always leave them wanting more. Foster buckles his pants as he strides out of the bathroom. As the door swings closed, I spot the birthday girl fixing her make-up in the bathroom mirror. “Alright. Let’s go crush the hybrid’s skull, and put an end to that pussy Alpha Asher once and for all,” Foster seethes.

The Foster Group's stock nosedived, plunging the century-old empire into its greatest crisis yet. Police scoured the city for Adrian, but he was nowhere to be found. Some whispered he had gone mad. Others claimed he was already dead. I tilted my head back toward the sky and whispered to my child, "You don’t have to be afraid anymore. Mommy has avenged you." However, as I was about to board my flight out of Westbridge, a hand clamped around my wrist. The touch was both familiar and foreign. Dread coiled in my stomach.

Jeanne's lips curved, and this time she laughed—not in bitterness, not in irony, but in pure, unshackled relief—Theo was finally making his move. Darren had called the Fosters a den of monsters. But to Jeanne, they were the only lifeline left that could pull her out of the cage she'd been trapped in.

My Foster dad looked at him surprised and all of the sudden in a good mood. “Hello, Alex. My name is Carl, I am this Lina’s foster dad.” He looks at me “Yes, I know, Carl can we go inside. I need to speak with you and your wife.” Alex politely asks. “Of course, I don’t hope Lina Has caused any problems.” Carl says looking at me again. “Not at all. It’s quite the opposite, to be honest.” Alex answers and Carl nods his head Alex POV. “This way Alpha, is it alright I say, Alex.” Carl asks, and Alex Nods and smiles before we all go inside. We get inside and go into the kitchen where my foster mom is, she looks at us all surprised

~ Memories~ It was the first year of high school, I got a new foster family. In the beginning, I was distanced, most caregivers take children just to get paid and they never cared about the children. Bill and Georgia were different, they were an old married couple. They had three children, but they all moved out and after settling out of the state they rarely came to visit. They wanted to take care of the child and give them a love that they could not give to their grandchildren who were too far away.

"Let them. They’re stepping into our territory now." Foster’s gaze locked onto mine. There was fury in his eyes, yes—but something else, too. Possession. Entitlement. Suzanna clung to him like a trophy, her smile brittle as glass. Her lips moved, whispering something into his ear, and he gave a tight nod. I saw the flicker of pain in her eyes despite her mask of pride. Then Foster's voice cracked through the ballroom—loud and full of righteous fury. "This is outrageous!" Alpha Foster's voice boomed across the ballroom, silencing all conversation. "Summer is my Luna, my mate. This entire charade shouldn't even be happening."

Moreover, Elisha wasn't just an ordinary Foster member. She is the only daughter of Tedris Foster, the current head of the Foster family. So, it means she will be the next primary heir. "How did Alex find the woman?" Aramis threw down his jacket as soon as he entered his workroom. The family dinner was over, and he returned with his anger. As the eldest child, Aramis and his family live in the Winter family's residence, while Aeron and his family live in another house, which is also still the Winter family's property.

Elliot Foster rules over Aryadelle, after all! [Ahh! Can somebody summarize what his brother said? I'm at work and can't watch the live stream right now!] [Here's a summary. Firstly, Elliot Foster is not actually a Foster, but the son of one of the family's drivers. It's a "switched at birth" situation! Secondly, Elliot Foster killed the head of the Foster family, Eason Foster, when he was a teenager. Finally, Elliot Foster used the Foster family's money to start Sterling Group but is now refusing to give a share to Henry Foster. At the end of the day, it's all about profit. If Elliot Foster wasn't so greedy and gave some money to his brother, none of this would be exposed.]