The Odd Family Novels & Stories

she asks as I climb into my car seat. "Amazing! I made three new friends, and they all understand about family adventures. And Mrs. Peterson said "I'm very wise for a five-year-old." I swing my legs happily. "Mommy, why do all the kids at Oakwood have interesting families? Sophie has two moms, Marcus lives with his grandparents, and Lily's parents are divorced but everyone's still nice to each other." "Because good schools understand that families come in all shapes and sizes, and love is what makes them work, not just having the same house or the same last name."

The truth was that seeing my family slowly fall apart still hurt. But I could never forgive Frost, the man who had destroyed my family. At that moment, the scheduled email I had prepared was finally sent. It was delivered directly to the mailbox of the Federal Trade Commission. At the same time, it spread rapidly across the internet. The story instantly became a major topic of public discussion. Vivian was exhausting every connection and resource she had to save the family. Yet she kept running into invisible obstacles. By the time she discovered the truth, the Kramer Group had already been completely divided up.

As far as family goes, they’re all I have… and Tyler doesn’t know anyone else. The thought hits me out of nowhere. They’re my family—but is Tyler part of it now, just because we’re married? Even though the marriage wasn’t planned and I’m only staying here for three months? What do I even call him that doesn't sound strange? He’s my husband… but is he a part of my family? This wasn’t supposed to be so complicated. When I reach my room, I unlock my phone. Several missed calls from my uncle and aunt. Two messages from Max. One from Vanessa. A few emails—definitely work-related—so I ignore them.

She didn’t deny it, when did she even start planning all this? “Obviously,” she replied, like it was the most normal thing in the world. I let out a quiet breath and looked away for a second, running my hand over my face because this family… this family is something else entirely. And somehow I’m just now realizing it fully. “The Grey family,” I muttered, shaking my head slightly. “We are actually insane.” Stella laughed softly, like she took that as a compliment, which honestly… it probably is to her. Madness really runs in our blood.

They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never. The day she moved out of her parent's house was the day she had broken free from the pack. She had watched the rest of them all end up running back to the fold. She swore she would never. Out of the seventeen kids from the two families, she was the third youngest, with only two from the other family younger than her. Ana and Lance, and she was older than then by six years or so. At least that was between her and Lance, who was the youngest. They had been family to her for most of her life. She had thought of them as cousins at best. Sometimes closer than brothers or sisters. It was just

Until it didn’t. It started small—just a ripple. A murmur from the main floor, the shift of energy that only came when gossip moved faster than sound. Trina was mid-sentence, telling Adrian about her photography hobby, when a young woman approached their table hesitantly, holding her phone out. “I’m so sorry to interrupt,” the girl said breathlessly, eyes darting between them. “But—um—have you seen this? About the Cross family?” Mya froze. The words hit like ice water.

“It’s fine, Naomi. You seem to have a problem with me now that you are a part of this family.” Though stunned, I quickly got a grip on myself and declined the suggestion. To my surprise, Keith agreed without getting my consensus. I was disgruntled. It was absurd enough that I had to share a bed with my mother-in-law on my wedding night, but she took up the space between me and my husband too. Whitney glanced at me before sprawling herself across the sanctity of my bed. “A good wife shouldn’t be so petty. You should be kind to your husband’s family.”

"A good wife brings prosperity to generations. A wicked one ruins an entire family. Choose wisely." As the night deepened, the family gathered to keep vigil beside the caskets. Kelly, unwelcome among them, shrank into a corner, her presence tolerated but barely acknowledged. I found her there later. "Zarrick's finished," I told her softly. "And when I leave him, I'll make sure he walks away with nothing. If you're willing to stay with him then, when he's broke and ruined, then maybe—just maybe—I'll believe your love is real."

We are a strange family — a traumatized woman, three men with their own demons, an extraordinarily mature pre-teen, and a golden retriever who thinks he runs everything. We are pineapple pizza lovers. And for the first time, that doesn’t scare me. It makes me feel at home.

Johnson Jr. Episode 1 👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯👯 Introduction (The Johnsons family, a family that's loves sex and sleep with white women,Black men with huge dicks and stamina and endurance like that of a horse! Ladies and girl are soon to be sex hunted by this family.........)