ANNOUNCEMENT 🚨🚨🚨GOOD NEWS!... At least for those who enjoy the series that is. I have decided to write a follow up stories, sequel if you may under the Broken series and this time, Imma focus on the third generation of the Walton's family and I am delighted to start with our little Hoppy baby😍Updates starts everyday start from 1st October but if I miss one day, please be kind. I have a full time job to commit as well but of course, I will try my best to deliver on time.If Hope stories goes well, I will continue with the other kids or maybe other generations of Walton family or connected family at least.I hope you will enjoy the series and im starting with the prologue down here. Stay tune and take care guysYours Truly DIANA WOLFE...**Synopsis**Hope Walton knew the first time she met the scrawny boy with bruises on his body and the brightest blue eyes ever, he would hold her heart and forever be his to own.Even when her parents adopted Kinley James and made him her adop
So far, the two whole weeks Hope stayed at the Walton’s mansion; was the best week she has ever experienced. Day by day, she would meet Kinsley and she was glad that his bruises were beginning to heal, especially when she sneaked some medication from the maids who were also aware of what his father had done but didn’t seem to care that much. At least the maid, Ana was kind enough to give Hope that but made her a promise to not let anyone know or else she will get in trouble for giving a first aid kit bag and paracetamol to another 10-year-old. It did seem to help Kinsley and when Hope introduced Alissa to him, Kinsley’s father was there too and he looked concerned by how close Hope was with his son. Pretty hard to believe that the thinning hair with pot belly man who claims to be his father was even related to Kinsley. The only thing similar between them was their moss-green eyes. Alissa is suspicious of the mark on Kinsley’s face, exactly what Hope is hoping for her to see b
Three years ago Hiding through the hallway in saint Anne Hospital, Alissa knew that she won’t have any other chance to run from there if not now. Animals, all of them. She had thought that he was different. After what his tin had done to her, Alissa had believed his kind words and selfless intention. He was no different from his whole family. Tears prick her lids and she sobbed at one point, right beside the fire extinguisher. She leans her back on the wall and falls in tears. Sobbing and crying at her condition, not even the agonizing pain in her tummy after the C-section 3 days ago could stop her body from shaking. Nine intense months of carrying her unplanned babies but she had cherished them so much as she awaits the arrival of her two miracle angels. A boy and a girl, both were promised to her when she had asked the doctor what she was going to have. Not only the Walton’s has taken that from her, every single one of them has made her alone. She has no one now except for the ang
Daniel didn’t seem to notice Alissa as he quickly hugs Gregory but when his eyes landed on hers, it was open wide in shock and his mouth was slightly open, revealing his perfect sets of porcelain white teeth. Alissa stood there, frozen to the ground. She couldn’t move her body and continue to stare at the sight in front of her. His dark blonde hair was still the same as it has always been when they were a kid. His perfect nose, his bright blue eyes, five o'clock shadow with his pretty lips has matured like fine wine, making him turn into a greater adult version of himself and his father. Daniel Vann Walton. Even his name exhumes wealth. He has his mother’s features. Greek features and his father’s blue eyes. The word handsome has nothing against him. He was absolutely gorgeous. “Alissa?” He spoke of her name. His voice sends a lightning thrill down her nerves. He moves closer to her but A
Taking a taxi from work was not a good idea at all. She had always tried to avoid those leeches in New York since they tend to charge people with a ridiculous amount of bills and she would have taken a subway train home to her apartment if it wasn't too late. It wasn't luxurious. It was just a simple 3-bedroom apartment with great neighbours that has always been nice to her. When she opens the lock to her door, she was greeted by a scream of an angel. Alissa smiled when a girl with long blonde hair jump to her when the door was open. Her front teeth have gaps and her smile with her green eyes, the only thing she got from her mother was all sparkly and beautiful contrasting her fair skin. Her pink Barbie nightdress with long sleeves looked so adorable on her. "Baby!" Alissa giggled as she hugs her daughter closer to her chest. "Momma! You home! You home!" She spok
3 years ago "No. I won't agree to this and you can't make me." Daniel tries to stand up but his father pushed him down and point his finger at his face. William Walton is no doubt an intimidating man but once you grew up past your 20s and basically built better than your old man, Daniel would have no problem pushing William down. For some additional kick, he might just kick his old man in the guts for all the pain and frustration he causes him. Too bad. He knew that he was better than William. Better as in more in touch with his humane side and knew that if he were to try and hurt his father physically like his father use to do to him growing up, he would have lifelong guilt following him for the rest of his lives. "You listen here boy, you owe me for everything I have done for you. Without me, you'll have nothing." He hisses through his teeth, making Daniel laughed. "Oh, dad. You are using that line on th
Heading into the office was like any other day for Alissa. Greeting everyone in her pathway, going to the pantry and get herself a hot cup of coffee and just sat in her space and keep her mind calm and peaceful before go on with her day. After leaving Hope with Sarah, she felt calm knowing she was in her great care. However, the memory of meeting Daniel wouldn't stop taking over her thought. He was everywhere and last night, she even had a dream about him. It was such a weird almost erotic dream where she was laying on her bed in a room that seems to be surrounded by clouds and bright lights. She would think that she was in heaven and out of nowhere, Daniel strut into her bedroom in his white loose shirt and white pants. His messy blonde hair with his trimmed beard made him look like a modern Greek God. He was so handsome and his body, Jesus, he was built like the men in the Avengers movie. She remembered clearly how Daniel, in her dream was going tow
A/N: Hi guys, I will try to upload every day but this month is a bit busy for me due to an online exam from my university but still, I will do my best and I hope that you enjoy my story as much as I love writing it. Do rate and leave a review. Thank you so much💕 ... Standing here in almost what seems to be 30 seconds was the sweetest yet the most horrible, not worst, the thing that could ever happen to Alissa. Daniel was no doubt a great kisser. His sudden approach to cut her air was a surprise, definitely but the way he move his lips over hers and his tongue, oh, the way it twist and turns inside. With his fingers fisting gently on her hair which brings a mild sting but still slightly pleasurable, she can’t help but dwell on his sweet pleasure. Was it because I have never had proper sex before? Is this why I allow my husband, the brother of my rapist to kiss me like there’s no tomorrow? And on that note, Al
So far, the two whole weeks Hope stayed at the Walton’s mansion; was the best week she has ever experienced. Day by day, she would meet Kinsley and she was glad that his bruises were beginning to heal, especially when she sneaked some medication from the maids who were also aware of what his father had done but didn’t seem to care that much. At least the maid, Ana was kind enough to give Hope that but made her a promise to not let anyone know or else she will get in trouble for giving a first aid kit bag and paracetamol to another 10-year-old. It did seem to help Kinsley and when Hope introduced Alissa to him, Kinsley’s father was there too and he looked concerned by how close Hope was with his son. Pretty hard to believe that the thinning hair with pot belly man who claims to be his father was even related to Kinsley. The only thing similar between them was their moss-green eyes. Alissa is suspicious of the mark on Kinsley’s face, exactly what Hope is hoping for her to see b
ANNOUNCEMENT 🚨🚨🚨GOOD NEWS!... At least for those who enjoy the series that is. I have decided to write a follow up stories, sequel if you may under the Broken series and this time, Imma focus on the third generation of the Walton's family and I am delighted to start with our little Hoppy baby😍Updates starts everyday start from 1st October but if I miss one day, please be kind. I have a full time job to commit as well but of course, I will try my best to deliver on time.If Hope stories goes well, I will continue with the other kids or maybe other generations of Walton family or connected family at least.I hope you will enjoy the series and im starting with the prologue down here. Stay tune and take care guysYours Truly DIANA WOLFE...**Synopsis**Hope Walton knew the first time she met the scrawny boy with bruises on his body and the brightest blue eyes ever, he would hold her heart and forever be his to own.Even when her parents adopted Kinley James and made him her adop
A/N: This is the last chapter, you guys. Thank you for being such great support all this time and I am beyond grateful to each and every one of you. I apologize if my work might not be as good as you want it too. I promise that I will grow an be better at it and make more novels to entertain you. God bless and please stay safe. Love, Diana ... The Walton family gathering was a huge affair indeed. Not only the Walton’s family was there, but socialites from all over the world were also present to meet the powerful family and Alice never thought that she would be a part of that. Even her dressed was chosen from the finest designer with the best dress available for all of the Walton’s sons and daughters. Her own was from the Atelier Versace Fall Winter 2020 Collection. A gorgeous orange dress that has an intricate back and the sparkly fabrics just made her feel like a princess. A sexy one at that. Thankfully the marks that Ryan had inflicted on her chest has faded a little and a littl
“What the fuck are you talking about? Sister-in-law? A..are you Harry’s brother?” Ryan applauds playfully and inches lower to face her. “Smart. Very smart. Yes, I am Harry’s brother. I mean, step-brother. Illegitimate, step-brother. Yeah, I was surprised as you are when my mom told me that back when I was 13. Shock the shit out of me because everyone in the UK knows how powerful the Walton family was. I didn’t hesitate to find him just to let him know that I was his son because I had a crappy, abusive, good-for-nothing excuse of a mom. Right when I finally found the big guy, you what he says to me? He told me that I was lying, how my mom was lying and we were all a bunch of street low life that wants nothing but scares up reach folks like him. He knew my mom alright but just like London, he chose to leave me in the hands of my crazy ma and never to be seen again. He was a rotten fool and when I finally had enough, I left.”
"Alice. Wake up, baby. You don’t want to miss this entertainment do you?.”The vaguely familiar voice penetrated through the shroud of fury, pulling Alice back up from the void as if hooking me with a line of clarity.“Come back to me, Alice...” Coldness seeped through her shirt to her skin where a hand touched her. She slowly opens her eyes and squinted at the when the light was too bright for her.Once she got accustomed to the brightness, she was finally able to identify the stench of rust and water dripping from the darkroom.She finds herself surrounded by a log interior with deer antlers on the wall but the light around them shows how messy the room was. Junks scatters on the floor and dust with cobwebs made the room stuffy.
A/N: This chapter is a little unedited. Will complete it once I finish 2 more chapters....A constant ringing of her doorbell made Emily beyond pissed. To be b bothered while she was in the midst of business made her grip her fist and ready to slap whoever’s dares to bother her so rudely.Her home wasn't just any other homes in New York. She was living in a half-million-dollar penthouse and to be bothered like this makes her wonder how useless the security guard in the premise is to allow such disrespectfulness.Her anger made her refuse to peek through the hole in her door. She quickly opens the electronic door and all her red emotions just melt into ice. More like those ices melt and fall on her head.Right in front of her was both Alice and her friend Giselle, staring at her angrily and both breathing hard. Before she could close the door or block them, Alice forces herself in and Emily staggers back.Emily quickly turns her gaze t
Alice stands in front of Harry, adjusting his coat and shirt while their maids slowly bringing his working suitcase into the car. There was even a small lunch box prepared for him and the sight of it just tickle his guts.Harry laughed. “ That lunch box will make the boys laugh at me. I’m not a kid, Alice.”“Yeah?” She snorted. “Well, you got a wife that cares about your well being and about what you eat in that office of yours, surrounded by nothing but junk food and dairy shit. I mean, do you even have lunch shops every single day??”“ I don’t actually. When you’re a billionaire, it’s pretty nice to have the ridiculous amount of restaurants around New York that I can go to. I doubt my client enjoys going to restaurants with....what’s that again? Junk food and dairy shit.”“Sure but a lunch made from your lovely ol' wife is better than any of that, don’t you t
“So... how were you and mom today? Did you two had a good time gossiping?”Alice rolled her eyes at him but smiling when that happens.“We weren’t gossiping. Just like how you and dad weren’t gossiping about football. That is so sexist.”Harry chuckled. “What so sexist about me asking my wife what she and my mother talk about? Chatting is like gossip and gossip is like… when you talk about someone. You did, didn’t you?”Alice took a sip of her orange juice and Harry laugh. Stretching his legs and folded them with his back leaning on the sofa near the fireplace.“Who was it? Tell me, I’m dying to know. Can you imagine mom used to do that with me when I was a kid? I could've sworn that she wanted a daughter but poor ol' me, I was a good enough substitute I guess.”Alice laughed and slowly made his way to sit on his lap. She even hears him groan and he spread his leg
“So, how are you and Harry going along?”Alice sips on her warm tea and returns her gaze to her mother-in-law.“Oh, we are going along great. We’re doing fine, Eva.”She just grinned at Alice and nodded.“You can tell me, Alice. Even though I’m not your biological mother, you know I love you like you were my own, don’t you?”Alice stares at her for quite some time, debating about what to tell her since she obviously knows nothing so to tell her the truth is not an option. Eva would get a heart attack if she knows what his son did. It was time to come up with something different.“I know. It’s just that... it’s complicated. A bit of a fight but nothing much. Normal couple stuff.”Eva glared at her suspiciously for a second and sighed. She looks pretty disappointed.“Alright. If you don’t want to tell me about what’s going on, then I u