2-year Age Gap Siblings Novels & Stories

One question. I ask it out in the open to both of them. "Do you have any other children?" and I hope she says no. I want to believe I was their only child, so when she speaks, my bubble pops, and I find myself feeling deflated. "Yes. You have two brothers. Max and Killian," she says, and I want to laugh. "I have brothers..." I say, but the words feel forced. Not good. "They are 5 years older than you", Damiano says, and I have to blink at that. I am the youngest. They are both 5 years older than me.

She sneered, “You like them young, don’t you?” Albert’s eyes squinted as he stared at his daughter with confusion. “Your wife... You like them young. Alana Miller 7 years age gap. With my mother, you have an 11-year age difference. Allison at a 25-year age gap. I’m beginning to think that my next stepmother is still in grade…” Before she could finish her sentence, a wine glass almost collided with her face. The sound of the breaking glass caught the people from outside the room's attention.

“Can you explain something?” Sienna put Nancy's cell phone on the table and began to explain. "Sharena and I are biological sisters. We were separated when our parents divorced. Sharena went with our dad and I went with our mom. We are the only two siblings. Since the divorce, I didn't know where our dad took Sharena, and we were separated like that when I was only eight years old." “How many years apart are you and my mom?” "Ten years. We have quite an age difference, but I am very sure that Sis Sharena loves me very much. We were only together for about eight years in that house before the divorce began."

And of course, she had filled the role of my mother ever since I could remember. My relationship with Easton was that of a typical brother and sister. We used to be very close when we were children, we only had a three-year age difference between us, and both of us could look over that. But as time went on, we began to discover our separate interests, and that started to create a sort of…rift between us. I wouldn’t call it a rift exactly, but we began to interact less and talk less. After Easton discovered his wolf, he began to run more and more with his own adult circle of friends, but that was alright with me as I had my own circle of friends and acquaintances. We were not really bitter ab

His eyes flash back to his blue eyes. "So do you have any siblings?" I ask. "Yeah a brother. He's two years younger than me. You?" "I have a sister named Laura and a brother named James. James is 21 and Laura is 5," I explain. Age difference is a common thing around wolves so, the 13 year age difference isn't a big deal. "Does your brother have a mate?" He asks.

Britney stood aside and watched as the two siblings played and laughed. She and Karsyn grew up together since childhood, and Andreas was also someone she watched grow up. Karsyn and Andreas have a four-year age difference, and this has been their way of getting along since they were little. Although Karsyn may seem carefree, she genuinely cares for Andreas.

I blurted, a lump started to form in my throat as I gulped. Mom and Dad were never in favor of my relationship with Liam. Nevertheless, I still pursued our love for each other, though my parents didn't support it. The reason why they were against it in the first place was our age gap. He was twenty-one, and I was just seventeen— the same age as his younger brother, Danny. They had given up on trying to separate us, but they couldn't do anything about it. Not until this came. "What happened, babe?" His tender voice soothed my heart, as he reached for my hand and intertwined our fingers.

Lydia pleaded with a grimace on her face. Honestly, Liani was a bit surprised by her daughter's request. It didn't seem like a request her daughter would make. Even Lydia herself felt a little guilty when she said it. "It's not that I don't want to, but I don't think my sister or brother will be the same age as my child." Lydia continued to explain what she meant. "I'm twenty-five years apart from the younger one." Liani winced at what her daughter had said. It was something that made perfect sense, it would be strange to have children more than twenty years apart in age. Especially now that Liani was going to have grandchildren.

Back in high school, we never really discussed his family much, and it seemed like no one at school knew about this either. "I’m sorry," I said softly. "It’s okay. Mama never made me feel like I wasn’t her child. She accepted me completely, and I’ve never felt unloved by her," he said. "So Chelsea is your half-sister too," I commented. "Yes. There’s a ten-year age gap between us. That’s probably why you didn’t know I had a sibling. Back when we were in high school, she was in elementary school and living in the province." It made sense now. No wonder I had no idea he had a sister. I had always thought he was an only child.

However, who knew what went on behind closed doors? Holden had no idea why both his parents disliked him and yet still gave birth to him. There was a 16-year gap between him and his eldest brother, Harry, and a 12-year gap between him and his youngest brother. When he was born, all three of his brothers were already independent young adults. None of them played with him. He wanted to stay beside his parents, but they never had a smile to spare him. In his eyes, he was considered lucky that his parents were willing to feed him.