Brother Sister Bond Novels & Stories

He stumbled back, shock and rage flooding his features. “You think this is a game?” I snarled, advancing as he wiped blood from his lip. “You think you can just decide to feel a bond? She is MINE! The bond is MINE!” “Is it?” Finn spat, launching himself at me. We crashed into a rack of spears, sending them clattering to the floor. “You treat her like a prisoner! You push her away, you hurt her, you flaunt another woman! The bond is rejecting you, brother! It’s looking for a better host!”

I growled low and pulled Conan closer, wrapping an arm around him. "I already told you—I'm here with my mate," I snapped. The girl scoffed and backed off, and still, Conan didn't react. He didn't even look like he gave a single shit. The bond was supposed to feel strongest tonight. This was when fated pairs sealed the deal. And I was standing here like a rejected idiot, clinging to someone who barely tolerated me. Was he still thinking about that human? What was his name again? Alec? Andy? Alex. That's right.

I suspected it was more than likely he had been told to be happy about it. Sighing, I tried to focus on the defensive moves Sophie had taught me as she punched. “He was way more into me than I realized. We ran together, he asked to mark me, so I broke it off,” Sophie said between jabs. “I’m sorry, Sophie,” I replied as I blocked her next attack. “Yeah, but I mean if my brother could find his true mate and you and Liam found each other, there’s hope for me, right?” “There’s always hope,” I said with a nod, ignoring the conversation I’d had with Liam a few days ago about the rarity of true-mate bonds. “What about your sister? Has she had any luck yet?”

"You think you can just claim to sense a bond? She's MINE! The bond is MINE!" "Is it?" Lucas snapped, charging at me. We smashed into a stand of lances, knocking them scattering across the ground. "You handle her like a captive! You shove her aside, you wound her, you parade another female! The bond's turning from you, brother! It's seeking a stronger carrier!" His statements were the deepest sacrilege, and they hit a core of ancient dread. We wrestled, a mess of wrath and fraternal loathing, every strike driven by ages of competition and this fresh, unthinkable disloyalty.

“Because that resemblance isn’t normal, Elara. It’s not just similar features. It’s… unsettling.” Elara nodded, her hands twisting together. “That’s why I feel so guilty,” she admitted quietly. “Sometimes it feels like I’m kissing my brother.” Nyra’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh,” she said. Then, mock hurt creeping into her voice, “you guys are kissing already? Wow.” Elara groaned, covering her face. “That’s not what I meant.” Nyra smiled despite herself, then softened when she saw Elara’s expression crumple. “Hey. I’m joking. Mostly.”

’ ‘Will he agree? ‘I don’t know. But isn’t it obvious that he doesn’t know even ‘C’ of the company?’ Artemis asked. ‘When our mate can stay peacefully with those brothers and sisters who are not even blood-related, then Santino is my very own cousin.’ ‘Okay. Whatever you think, right because just… just keep in mind that Sarah is bonded with her brothers and sisters because of LOVE. And Love is thicker than blood.’ “I’m ready.” Artemis sat on the bed and saw her mate.

"And those reasons?" "Are his to have." He looked at her in silence. "The company's position has shifted already. The Meridian is being looked at differently this week than it was last week. Whatever this arrangement costs, it's working." "I know," Veronica said. Carrie had been listening from the sofa, taking it all in before she spoke. "Adrian has barely been in the ground," she said. "And now there's an announcement about his brother." "Again, it's a contract," Veronica said. "Not a real marriage."

One thing was sure, though: a bond like that which the sisters had have had now carried an ink mark, and never would it be as it had been. The air shimmed with the electricity passing between Jayla and Jasmine, who faced off against each other. Jade watched from the side as the fight hung over them like a weight. This wasn't about Axel anymore, let alone Brock; this was about trust, their sister bond. And in that one single moment of time, it felt like it was slipping away.

"It's painful to hear all of this has happened to you. But if you ask me, I think those boys are under some sort of spell because they are not acting like themselves." "What do you mean?" I asked, raising my head to gaze at her. "It's the mating bond. It's stronger than a spell." Selena leaned in. "I don't think so. I think that girl's got some sort of hold on them. How can three brothers fall in love with one girl? There's nothing special about her. And you and I need to find a way to break the bond." My mind raced. I didn't want to get involved with anything that might make Ziah hurt me more. Selena didn't have much to lose, but I was now a part of this family by default.

“I would burn the entire pack to the ground if it kept you safe. The bond has been killing me, Sienna. Every night I close my eyes and I still taste you. Still feel you clenching around me like you did the night I marked you.” His thumb stroked the edge of my throat, slow and possessive, exactly the way the edited cover had shown. My knees went liquid. The bond roared, flooding me with flashes... his body pinning me in the rain, the way he had growled my name while he came inside me, the promise of forever we never got to keep. I grabbed his shirt, twisting the fabric. “Then why does that photo say Blackwood heir?”