The Lost & Found Family Novels & Stories

I needed to protect Emmy from herself. “There are some people missing, Isaac.” Grandpa Os admitted. "Families are looking for their son or daughter, and thankfully we’ve found most of them. But there are still some out there that haven't been accounted for. Some of the families that are looking for their lost member are even staying here in the packhouse in hopes we’ll be able to bring their family member back. In some cases, Alpha Jace banished them; we’re trying to find them and reinvite them to join the pack. But if they are dead, their family deserves to know the truth. We know a little something about looking for people who have vanished.”

My mom touched my face and said, “Your dad and I will take care of you. Trust us, okay?” Even though I wore a bulletproof vest, the bullet had still hurt. They showed genuine care, which was something I had never felt from the Becker family. The Rosent family had lost their only child in a fight twenty years ago, but they had never stopped looking. Three years ago, they found me and confirmed that I was their lost daughter. At that time, I was in love with Lloyd and did not want to return home. Even so, my parents still accepted Lloyd as their son-in-law and helped the Becker family.

My little legs racing as fast as I can with determination. I open the top drawer and search but can't see any. My whole world crashes at the thought of Bonnie winning again today. My lip wobbles and I open the lower drawers searching thoroughly. I am so determined, I take things out of the drawer and place them behind me on the floor. Nothing. I start to cry and shout at the top of my lungs. "Mommy!" My mother comes into the room surveying the mess on the floor. "I can't find any" I wail, tears streaming down my face looking desperately in the drawer.

Liam fit right in, like he was meant to be here. I looked around the room at the people, the warmth and felt at ease. Love won in the end. After losing my parents, I thought family was something I had lost forever. But here it was, bigger than I imagined, not perfect but real. All of us together, laughing and forgiving thanks to a one-year-old girl. My heart was full. I didn’t need anything anymore. Life gave me more than I had ever hoped for. For the first time, nothing was missing, and I stayed there.

Fate had written our story in loss, but it had not left me loveless. When I was thirteen, everything changed again. My parents found me. Or perhaps I found them. They brought me home, back into a family I had long thought was lost to me. And there was Lola, barely a toddler then, with curls of her own and eyes wide with wonder. I had missed so much, years that could never be reclaimed, but when I walked through that door, I swore I would not miss a moment more.

The handwriting of a man who had been thinking about what he was going to write for a long time before he wrote it. He read. My beloved Serenity, It has been fifty years. Caden lost three days last week. He woke on a Thursday believing it was Monday and nothing I said convinced him otherwise until I showed him the calendar. Rajan's hands tremble without stopping now. Tomás still laughs but the laugh comes slower, something he has to find before he can use it. Eli does not speak of it. Jin speaks of nothing else. I have been reading. Everything. Every text in this archive, every fragment we brought with us, every scrap of the old knowledge that survived. I have been reading for twenty-five ye

The chaos in the banquet hall reached its peak. My father was taken away by the police, my mother was sent to a rehabilitation center to treat her physical condition, and my brother was urgently rushed to the hospital for a brain examination. The once glorious Langford family collapsed in a matter of minutes. Meanwhile, Carrie was firmly restrained by the bodyguards who remained behind. I floated in the air, observing coldly. I saw my father aged decades overnight in the interrogation room. He gave up all defenses and made only one request: to investigate Carrie thoroughly.

She had watched her brothers and sisters try to find themselves again as their parents divorced as if it really was the basic structure for their own lives. As she got to the club, she saw a few other faces that she knew. It wasn’t like they lived in a big area, so it wasn’t uncommon to run into the family that she had grown up with alongside her own. This night she saw three of the men from that family and two of her own brothers as well. She shook her head. She looked down at herself and knew one or more of them would have something to say. She found her friend, Marco. They went to a booth that he had reserved. “Sorry, kids, I forgot that this is the happening place.” He chuckled.

Cathy smiled back at him, "I know, and I trust you, Jon." ****** The phone rang, "Hello," said the man on the other line. Lee answered the phone and passed it over to Jon. It was Keith, his father. Keith has found out that Jon is sending Cathy to UCLA, and despite the fact that he disagrees with the relationship, he could not help but be proud of his son. The two spoke for almost an hour, Jon told his father that the scholarship that was provided to Catie comes with a study now, pay later program and that she refused to go to an expensive university. He also made his father aware of the random call from Evan Mills, and that he had not spoken to Cathy about it. They discussed developments on

he said, his voice quivering with emotion. Curiosity piqued within me as I leaned closer, eager to discover the nature of this newfound revelation. Adrian explained that the letter revealed the existence of a long-lost sibling, separated from us at birth—a sibling whose presence held the potential to complete our family in a way we had never imagined. With our hearts racing, we embarked on a journey to find this sibling, driven by a desire to unearth the truth and embrace the missing piece of our lives. We traveled far and wide, following the breadcrumbs left behind, and faced obstacles that tested our resilience.