Ares Siblings Novels & Stories

Dad face palms, then sighs. "Listen Katherine, the Mackenzie siblings aren't as bad as you think. Max is now in charge of the house, which means you're under him and the rest of the siblings who are older than you are. You and Sarah share equal rights because you're both sixteen. The only person who is your junior is Sam, the red head. Plus they're resuming school with you tomorrow." My heart threatens to burst as it pace increases. Did I imagine Dad say that or I finally lost being sane.

He nodded “Your brothers, are they your biological brothers?” “Hmm, we are biological siblings that were raised differently in our different mansion since birth, we were raised in a very hard and brutal way that we rarely see or talk to ourselves, we were made to train endlessly and that's why we are not too close to each other, we rarely see ourselves how do we talk when we barely see?

The confession almost makes me cry, a sudden wave of homesickness threatening to pull me under. I think about my siblings at home; my twin brothers, Alessandro, and Cassandra. I think about Mom Luna and Dad Leonardo, all my aunts and uncles and cousins. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always spent my birthday with them, surrounded by their love, laughter, and smiles.

“Ari and I have to have a chat after all.” “Really?” Jesse gasps as we step into the elevator. “What about!? Do I get to come too?” “No,” Rafe says, slinging an arm around my shoulders and glaring over at our cousin. “Siblings only for this one.” Jesse hangs his head back as the elevator lifts us swiftly into the air. “That’s so unfair,” he groans. “Come on, I’m basically a sibling – our dads our brothers, our moms are sisters! Genetically, I’m pretty much the same –“

I sat beside him on the bed. "Really? Tell me about your other roommate or roommates." He laid on his back, crossing one leg over the other. "My sister when we were younger," I laid next to him, laying on my side so I'd be facing him. "She was so mean and annoying." "Sarah's sweet, I can't imagine her as mean, exit when she's angry and gives me the silent treatment, she's certainly very good at that." "So am I." There was a moment of silence, "you tell me about your childhood, what was it like for you?"

King Izzoth killed all of them too. It didn’t take them long to start giving me siblings either. I’m eighteen and I have seven siblings! I have twin brothers, Caleb and Kurt, who are seventeen, a sister, Luna, who is sixteen, a sister, Nikina (we call her Niki), who is fifteen, and the triplets (Jack, Josh, and Brianda) are thirteen. I love every single one of them and I wouldn’t trade them for the world. I got to grow up with all these people, and I feel privileged for it. We are a real family. I was always very aware that I was adopted, because my mom and dad always told me the story of how brave and determined my biological mother was. But the prefix “step” was never in our vocabulary. We

he repeated, his eyes on my brother as the sword master intervened, saving the young recruit from a beating. “My eldest brother,” I answered the unasked question. “Tarragon is my eldest sister. I have another brother, Arbor, who has chosen the traditional dragon way of life, and then there is myself, and the twins Val and Cara, then my sister Shara, who will be coming here next year. After Shara, there is Basil, Yarrow, Tyme, Lea, Kale, and the baby, Sorrel.” He had turned to look down at me his head tilted to the side. “That’s… a lot of siblings,” he said slowly.

Or did I hear him speak wrong? “Did you just say friends?” I asked and he nodded; I chuckled. “Sure, why not!” I said, “We are already siblings.” I added. “You’re my mate, not my sister, siblings can’t be mate.” He said, he sounded so dangerous and angry, I nodded with a gulp and he smiled.

Although I didn’t buy it, I never bothered to question him, as I always knew Amara was safe with him. Amara and I grew up together. We were not related by blood, but having parents with an entwined fate, Dad and Mom taught me and my siblings to treat Uncle Aeon and Aunt Alexa’s pups as if they were our own blood. I had three sisters, and throwing Amara into the mix was not a problem. But having Alonso as my sidekick was surely an advantage, especially when the girls were trying to overpower us.

However, deep down, they had lost their wills, too. On the third day, the burliest of the group gave a sad smile and whispered, "Brothers, sisters... although our father isn't something I can choose. In next life, I hope to be all of your eldest brother again." Chen eyed him silently. What followed was a heartfelt confession from each of the siblings. From there, Chen knew that all of them were half-siblings. Same father but different mothers and with the way they painted the picture of their father, he should be dead and his method of seeding such a great harvest of kids should be easy to infer, too.