Brother Sister Bond Novels & Stories

"You can deny it all you want, hermana. But the bond doesn’t lie." "Stop calling me that!" I snapped. "I’m not your sister." Antonio’s expression softened, though his smirk remained. "Maybe not by blood. But the bond is stronger than that. You can’t run from it, Carina. So why fight it?" "Because I don’t want it!" I shouted, my voice cracking. For a moment, they were silent. Then Antonio stepped closer, his gaze piercing. "You don’t have to want it," he said quietly. "It’s already there."

When the black maria rolled into view, a low, tense murmur rippled through the crowd. Among them stood Louis, her elder brother. His fists clenched tight, his jaw locked. His sister wasn’t a criminal. She didn’t deserve this. Yet here she was locked in a van like a prisoner. Pain stabbed through his chest. He wanted to protect her. To pull her from the grip of the powerful, from the cold hands of the elite. But he was helpless. “No…” “She’s just a girl…” "She only rejected him, that’s not a big crime…”

Ethan protested. Leo winced. He'd been trying not to think about that part of it. “Maybe he was coerced, or tricked,” Leo said. “I don't know. I just know I can't banish my own brother. I can't give up on him.” “Yeah. I get that he's the only family you had after the Rogues killed your parents,” Ethan said. “But you have a new family now. A mate, and an heir on the way. You have to think of their safety.”

He raised his eyebrow to look at her, fighting to keep his thumping heart steady and to control his nervousness. Courtney looked at his expression, he wasn't shocked and he didn't get angry and ask her why she will think something like that, he looked so composed and even treated her question nonchalantly, she let out a sigh and looked away from him, maybe she is wrong, maybe it's not the way she thought, maybe he just really love her as his sister as everybody else believes, maybe she is just over thinking things, after all, how can a brother love his sister intimately? "You are right, if you don't love her, I wonder the kind of brother you will be too" she smiled.

My breath catches. "What do you mean?" I whisper. "I accepted your rejection. You marked my freaking sister!" "Yeah, I did," he says casually. "The bond might have been broken emotionally, but spiritually? It never was." I scoff. "And what the hell is that supposed to mean? There's no such thing as a spiritual bond!" "You are still my mate. You never accepted my rejection under a full moon," he sneers, "meaning the Moon Goddess never severed our bond." "I am not your mate! You marked my sister!" I spit furiously.

His eyes were focused on something I couldn't see and his jaw had gone tight and his hand on the table had stopped being still. "Lucian," I said. "What is that?" "The bond," he said. His voice had changed too. "Something is coming through it." He pressed his hand flat against his chest. "Not from you." "From who?" I said. He looked at me. "I have a sister," he said. "Isabella. She's been in Europe. I haven't…." He stopped. "The bond between siblings is different from the mate bond but it's there and right now it's telling me…."

Being only feminine, she's brother Ron's most loved and cherished. His most adored younger sibling amongst us both. They both share an extremely powerful, closely indestructible and unbreakable bond. Am certain their shared relational bond closely equals the mate bond. It's unlike anything!. Extremely powerful and strengthens daily. Nothing!. Absolutely nothing shatters nor asunder their bond. Trust me I've tried. Numerous intervals have I attempted destroying that annoying bond. Their dumb bond which separates and maintains I alone within the dark. The bond which makes me the wierdo amongst all trio children.

“No offense, bestie, you are the best.” “Oh girl, I know,” she smirked, shrugged her shoulders, raised her nails, examined them, and then aimed her gaze towards my brother. “You need to listen to what your sister is telling you before you lose her.” Damn alcohol really makes someone appear brave. I would have never been able to tell my brother all of that if I were sober. But I don't regret it. He needed to understand what he was doing to me and how his actions were causing me to feel about myself.

Lily places her hand over mine, reading my confusion which I am trying to hide, "We all are your sisters and friends. It is not just the brotherhood that runs deep into this club's roots. Even sisterhood is stronger than the blood. We ladies always have each other's back, no matter what." Looking at each of them, I find nothing but sincerity in their eyes. They truly consider me their friend and a part of their family. The sense of belonging that I feel whenever I am with them is the reason why I find myself trusting them. "Jarek and I, we have accepted our mate bond, but we haven't completed the mate bond yet." Biting my lip, I stare at the table in front of me, "It is not that I doubt Jar

It made me want to bring her back to throttle her. Not to mention that this was the Moon Goddess’ fucked up decision. A bond forged in death? Whose stupid idea was that? Who thought it would be okay for someone to die in order for someone to get a mate? I was on the out. I was the one who had to wait. I was the one that had to survive without a link. Then my sister’s death is what finally forged our ultimate bond? And then that link ended up being the one person I considered my brother? What kind of fucked up shit was this?