Books With Siblings Novels & Stories

—then he smiled. James watched me with a bland expression. I smiled at him, his facial muscles did not even twitch. He took out his phone out of his pocket and walked into the hallway his mother disappeared into. Jacob introduced us to Erin and Edwin, his younger twin siblings who looked nothing like him and James. They had rare blond hair and very fair skin. Josephle, a girl with dark chocolate skin, chubby cheeks and an afro, dressed in an oversized sweater and baggy jeans and Gabe, a lanky, acne-ridden boy with a shaved head and an immature goatee.

Our parents had always treasured her while neglecting me—just like now, as our mother thought about Joey's choice for just a brief moment before nodding in agreement. "Fine. I'll trust you on this, since you're always so smart, unlike your foolish sister." Sion's reaction remained hidden behind his mask. However, although he acted like he wasn't listening, he put the money on the counter and dragged my sister out of the building—just like he did with me in our last life. On the other hand, I was taken in the opposite direction by Yoran. Even as we left, the smug smile on Joey's face was stuck in my mind.

“How about you, Hestia? Albert? What book did you pick?” Hestia and Albert then lifted up the books that they picked. Mrs. Montague cooed at the books in their hands and proceeded to analyse them. “Wow! You live up to your personality. Unlike someone else.” Mrs. Montague threw in the shade as she briefly looked at her children who were silently reading with their father on the other side of the library. It was not quite far, but it seemed that the Montague siblings were so immersed in what they were reading that they did not notice the shade that was thrown at them by their own mother.

And Orson and I became two ruined bloods. Our siblings hid us deep in the Star Court and raised us there. The world only knew that the three elders had survived some great cosmic disaster in their youth. People had also heard that in that disaster, two young bloodlines had been sacrificed and left ruined. But no one had ever seen us, and no one knew that we were those two good-for-nothings. Our days were simple: mooch meals off our eldest brother, spend our second brother's gold, and wait for our sister to feed us.

Anna asked Brian and he nodded “Thanks!” Damian nodded “Don’t mention it!” Brian replied shortly “So, you don’t want to move back here?” I brought the topic again “I had discussed it with Sandra a couple times, but with Sonia, they don’t want to be apart and their job there and many other things….” Damian tried to explain “Ahhh come on!!! You have Fai, me, and I have a bunch of friends here, job is easy one. Right, Fai?” Brian replied Damian “Yeah! Damian, we’re brothers, say what you want, I’ll help!” I told him

One of the siblings asks. "Yeah, plan B. Someone with awful morning breath should suck his nostrils." There are several Ews, Gross, and Idiot from his siblings while I just chuckle. Enjoying the whole thing, practically forgetting my hatred for the siblings. The siblings hears my chuckling and snaps their heads at my direction. Well, except for Max who has been stealing glances at me and my dreadfully terrible pajamas. "Oh, hey Katherine. Morning." Evans speaks up first, greeting me cherrily, breaking up the disturbed silence.

Where did his niece get the confidence to touch the heartless Mr Ferguson’s ex-wife? Her husband's face darkened and asked, “Does my sister know about this matter?” His wife nodded her head and replied, “Yes. Honey, I don’t want to discuss this sensitive matter over the phone. Please come home early.” Her husband promised that he would come home early. Then they hung up. Mr Bale was absent-minded. He couldn’t believe his beloved sister would allow her daughter to destroy her niece. Their parents passed away when Mr Bale was thirteen years old and his sister was sixteen years old. His big sister was a gifted children’s book author. She started writing children’s books when she was twelve year

My anger cools off as I stare at the blonde God standing across the room fumbling with tiny glass figurines. “Fine,” I say as I pull my phone out of my pocket. Andrew opens his mouth to question who I am calling but I hold up a single finger to keep him quiet as I dial my brother’s phone number. “Hey Sis,” he answers cheerfully. “Hey,” I chew on my bottom lip, not knowing how to approach the favor I need. “I can practically hear you thinking,” he interrupts my train of thoughts. “What do you need?” “I need a few books from your pack library,” I spit out.

“Answer just a few more of my questions, child. Then I shall show you the way to her village.” There is a sudden pause, and VeiledMaxim frowns slightly as the Great Mother seems to stare clear through him. She blinks once, slow and solemn, when she continues, “But know this, child. Your love will be unfounded, since her soul is twined with your brother’s, and not yours.” “I can only advise you to try to find solace in this certainty, that your soul may know peace until you are finally permitted into your Deity’s embrace.”

Uncle nods his head in understanding. "Of course, that's better, you could take care of your sister, drop her to her exams and all. Besides, I don't like the idea of you living in the dorm" Uncle Patrick reply earning a frown from Liam. 'Sister' The words echoed in my ear like a song like the one I find it catchy and would listen to the song on repeat so that I would remember the tune. I know that's the truth but hearing out loud is like rubbing it in my face. I know our parents never knew about how we felt for each other, but I despise them for hurting me unintentionally.