˚₊‧꒰ა The Heart of Our Home ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ The Valencrest family owns the world. Hotels, fashion brands, cyber tech, luxury cars, private islands - there is no industry untouched by their power. Feared by millions and respected by all, the Valencrests are known as the most untouchable family in existence. But behind the cameras, wealth, and perfect headlines... their family is broken. Sorrel Valencrest, the youngest son of the empire, lives far away from the people who are supposed to love him most, yet he does not even know who they are or where they are. At only six years old, he is small, fragile, constantly sick, and frightened by the world around him. With soft blond hair, blue eyes filled with quiet sadness, and a teddy bear named Sir Wobbles always clutched tightly in his arms, Sorrel survives his lonely days silently - never asking for anything, never complaining. While his father rules the business world and his four older brothers dominate industries across the globe, none of them realize what the smallest member of their family is going through. They are still searching for him, but with no success. A story filled with broken hearts, silent loneliness, protective brothers, family pain, healing, comfort, and the kind of love that hurts before it saves. Some stories break you slowly. This one will hold your heart gently while doing it.

The Valentino brothers never expected their lives to change in a single night. Alec only meant to step in, but instead he brought home a boy who is bruised and with no family in sight. What begins as an act of protection soon becomes something deeper, drawing Zale, Lucius, and Caspian into a bond none of them were prepared for. As they care for the boy and search for answers about his past, the brothers begin to face a question they never imagined: could he become part of their family for good?

Four years in a basement. One mother who wasn't his. Five brothers who are- men built from shadows and secrets, running an organization the world fears. As the police rescue Noah, he learns the truth-- the woman who raised him was not his beloved mother but a monster in sheep clothing, While the monsters he was taught to fear... are his family. Now freedom feels colder than the dark and love sounds like another painful lie. (Im really sorry cause i might need to improve the story from time to time so there's bound to be some confusion. No drastic change tho, just some sparkle to make the story more readable)

Ignored. Sent away. Forgotten. Now he's back after almost two years from the hell they call Lockwood, all smiles and cheery expressions but under that exterior is a lone boy, crying for help he will never ask for. He was sent away to be 'fixed' but in the end, what can you do when people drive you to your tipping point? Do you bend to their will... or do you break?

This is a dark, emotional journey into the mind of a neglected child hidden in plain sight. When eight-year-old Elliot makes a desperate call for help, a fractured family is forced to confront secrets long buried - and a boy they never knew existed. Told through haunting moments and fragile hope, this is a story of pain, survival, secrets, and what it truly means to be heard.

London Hawthorn wasn't your average thirteen year old. Though physically he was perfectly normal, brown wavy hair and ice cold eyes that made girls go wild. But what set him apart from other boys his age was the fact that at only thirteen years old, he was already solving a murder case. However this wasn't just any murder case, it was the twisting, terribly sad, and downright confusing case that belonged to his own blood. His mother. When things begin to unwind and reveal itself, London is tasked with finding his father-a man who is supposed to be dead. And with his father comes his siblings, six of them. All tall, strong, and absolutely gut wrenchingly terrifying. With voices that could send shivers down the bravest of souls. As London sets out to find his father, with only a backpack and a locket, he also begins to find clues. Clues to what? Well, that's for London to know, and for you to find out. Will London ever find his father? What will happen when he does? Will this terrifying man even bother with his thirteen year old son. And what will happen when these clues begin to reveal themselves? Will London finally find the culprit behind all his years of hurt, or is it as it seems?

I thought I knew who I was. Gabriel Alvarez. Twenty. Son of a poor family in Albuquerque. Big brother. Protector. Future cop. My life had been built on long nights of work, endless study, and the unshakable promise that one day I'd wear a badge strong enough to keep my family safe. But then the threads started unraveling. Whispers of a world I wasn't meant to see. Names spoken like curses. The Caruso family. The Sicilian Mafia. Everyone in the city knew they ruled from the shadows. What no one knew, what I could never have imagined, was that I carry their blood. I am the brother they lost fifteen years ago. Every step I take now feels like a betrayal. To the family who raised me, who trust me with their lives. To myself, who swore I would fight men like the Carusos. But when the moment comes, when the truth tears everything apart, I don't know which side I'll stand on. The law I've devoted my life to... or the brothers who claim me as their own?

~ long lost brother story ~ At the age of fourteen he lost his right leg, his right eyesight and his boyfriend. Now at sixteen, Tassilo is still standing and a promising young talent for track para-athletics. Paralympic champion in 100m and 400m sprints and vice Paralympic champion in long jump. To the outside world, his life seems perfect but the trauma and chronic pain follow him like a permanent constant. The fire in his eyes is now dull ash. Will his long lost brothers rekindle the flames and pull him out of the dark place called his own mind? But they have dark secret of themselves. Follow along the story of the Caruso family with their ups and downs. ----- #1 in success #1 in longlostbrother #2 in secretsrevealed #2 in lostbrother

Smile. Pose. Laugh. Twirl. Say this. Do that. Reshoot. Double take. Edit. Cut. Splice. Post. Over. And over. And over. I am a doll. A puppet. Pull my strings and watch me dance. I have no say. No emotions. No thoughts of my own. I'm at their whims. The beck and call of the viewers. And she, their willing director. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #4 in "Bonded" #7 in "Social" #7 in "Media"

I failed them. All of them. When it mattered most, when we were so close to the end, I failed them. They're all gone, now. I'm all that's left of my brothers. But I can't quit. I can't give up. I don't have that option. I have to protect her now just as I protected her before. I have to keep going for her, and for them. I don't matter. I never did. But they do. So I will fulfill my duty now just as I did then. I will continue mission until there's no mission left to continue. Only then will I let myself succumb to the peace that calls me. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore, suicide and ideation. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #1 in "Guarddog" #1 in "Service" #1 in "War" #1 in "Dog" #2 in "Wolfdog" #4 in "Sentry" #8 in "Survivor" #8 in "Pet" #9 in "Soldier" #18 in "PTSD" #22 in "ManxMan"