The Naughty Family Novels & Stories

Xander tried to hold back his laughter when he heard Dara say something that was far from the truth. "How would I know? I thought they were sleeping together," Dara said, embarrassed by her thoughts. "Dara, if it did happen, it wouldn't be a problem, right? Our son is old enough to do it." Xander blinked his eyes. "It's the same with you." Dara disagreed with Xander's thoughts. Dara and Xander also made a mistake on the day of their first meeting. At that time, their families seemed to trap them both by placing stimulants that made them both lose control.

The Blackwood family had finally made it to their new house, which appeared out of place and likely abandoned for years. As soon as Nate stepped out of the car and his feet touched the ground, he took a deep breath of fresh air. The place was full of energy. "Nate, what are you doing?" His mother called out as she stepped out of the car, looking vibrant and flashy. Nate came from a prestigious and infamous family known for their ability to hunt down spiritual beings. Although he had tried his best in the past to be like them, he found out that he would never be as good as them.

“It’s over.” “But it’s not,” he snapped. “Because when you got here to save your darling little niece, whom you’ve been fucking—naughty, naughty—and when you found her, instead of being grateful and falling into your arms… you find her with another man. Not just any man, a member of a certain crime family. Finding out that they have been hooking up behind your back, you just flew into a jealous rage. Dragging poor Sawyer out with you. Never to be seen again.”

I heard what happened next from Zia Rosaria. Her niece worked as a nurse in New Yis. Liliana brought the baby and caused a scene outside the Valenti family villa for an entire week. "The Valenti family tricks people and steals their money! They made me have their baby and then divorced me without paying a cent of child support!" She knelt on the cement ground in the middle of summer while the baby wailed under the sun. A cardboard sign next to her was covered in accusations.

“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.”

If she ever woke up, the woman would struggle to feed herself. Geoff wisely kept his knowledge to himself, avoiding sharing it with his parents. It would upset them and probably have dad arguing with grandpa again. That thought made him happy. He had a grandpa and a dad. It all came with what his teacher, Mrs. Bright, called family drama. Disagreement among family members turned into a spectacle for the rest to watch. Sometimes it spread to other family members at family gatherings and the fighting spread. Geoff couldn’t ask her if the hospital that night was one of those family dramas she explained when she explained different family setups. But Geoff figured it out that it was. He felt str

A second later, the cold, untouchable CEO quietly put on a pair of gloves and got to work cracking crab legs. The livestream exploded. Millions of people tuned in to watch the richest family eating at a local seafood joint. [I'm dying. So this is the family hierarchy at home. Even the richest guy isn't on top!] [Poor Ethan. Juliet is clearly the favorite.] [This family is insanely good-looking. The vibe is unreal.] [If that fake heiress saw this, she'd probably lose it in her cell.] Three months later, Laurel's sentence was handed down. Because of the large amount involved, along with fraud and public disturbance, she received eight years. Rumor had it that she cried until she passed out in

“That boy would live in a tornado if I didn’t.” We sit on the bed, and she pulls a large box from underneath. Inside are stacks of photos — childhood memories. “I used to show these to his girlfriends,” she says, smiling. “But now, I get to show them to his wife.” My heart softens. She picks up a photo and bursts out laughing before turning it toward me. It’s baby Tyler — completely naked, lying on a tiny blanket. “Oh my God,” I choke out between laughs. “He’s adorable, isn’t he?”

How could I make her see that this was real, that we were meant to be together? When I finally reached home, the familiar scent of my family’s home greeted me. It was a welcome distraction from the turmoil I felt. My parents were in the living room, engaged in their usual evening routine. My father looked up from his book as I walked in, a smile tugging at his lips. “Stefan, how was school today?” he asked, his tone light and casual. “Boring, as usual,” I grunted, tossing my keys onto the table. “This human environment is getting on my nerves. It’s so mundane and predictable.”

Brotherly love. "Isn't this nice, a family dinner?" I rolled my eyes at my mum's gullibility. "So Javi, how's Loren?" Damn! That woman is driving me crazy, everything about her is just amazing. "She's fine mum." "I glad you were able to move on from the death of Lousia." She smiles sadly at my brother. If only she knows. She is among those we lied to, she thinks that Louisa committed suicide, after all her baby boy can't commit a crime.