Brother Sister Novels & Stories

"Don't keep prodding me with your rod, Chase. It's itchy…" In a northeastern village, I am in bed with my wife and the rest of her family. My wife, Dakota Allen, and her younger sister, Yvette Allen, sleep on each of my sides. Yvette sleeps with her back to me, and her backside presses against the front of my body. Her body has just developed into maturity, so her round buttocks are firm and supple. They set ablaze the primal heat that stirs within me. Unbelievably, she seems to have started enjoying my prodding. Dakota is sleeping just behind me. I cannot hold it in much longer…

On the day I get promoted to the department manager, I take my parents on a trip during the holidays. But my dad invites my older brother, Jacob Hunt, and his family over as well. He even posts on social media about the event. "My oldest son really is amazing. The first thing he does is sponsor a trip for me right after he receives his salary." Jacob comments on that post, "It's my duty to care for my parents." All of my relatives compliment Jacob right away. They even text me on the family's group chat and tell me to learn from Jacob. As I quietly stare at my dad's social media post, I decide to unlink the family sharing account from my credit card right away. This time, I want to see how Jacob will care for our dad without my money.

“That’s your stepbrother, Ivan,” her mother said as they stopped by the pool. His legs were in the water, a cigarette between his lips, smoke curling into the sky. And right then, Gianna knew she hated him. She hated men who smoked. Or drank. Or reminded her of the father whose scars still lived beneath her skin. After six months away, Gianna Vale returns home to find everything changed, her mum has remarried the alpha of the Wolfe pack— a new house, a new name, and a new problem: Ivan Wolfe. Cold. Arrogant. Impossible to ignore. She wants to hate him. She tries to. But one look is all it takes — one heartbeat, one spark — and the bond between them ignites. Ancient. Unbreakable. Forbidden. They’re mates. A truth neither of them asked for… and one they can’t escape. Because in the Wolfe Pack, love like theirs isn’t fate — it’s a curse. If two fated mates from their bloodline unite, one is to die or become rogue. And when one reckless moment crosses that line, the mark changes everything. And that curse runs deeper than Gianna ever imagined — tangled in her family’s past, in long forgotten memories , and in secrets that were never meant to surface. Now desire becomes danger, loyalty becomes war, and Gianna learns that some destinies were written long before they were born. She was supposed to stay away. He was supposed to reject her. But fate never plays fair.

"Do you want to know what it feels like to kiss? You don't have to find out, I can give it to you." Erros ate his lips so wildly. He kissed her so greedily as if there would be no tomorrow. "Open your mouth, baby," his hoarse voice made Milan feel like she was going crazy. "That's my woman," he said, exploring every part of his woman's mouth. She should have stopped this kiss. This is wrong! How could she kiss her brother? "Ugh..." when the sigh was heard, she realized that she had lost her sanity. *** If there is a person who is insane, then it is her. How could she keep her love for her brother? She always went crazy whenever the thought of her brother's sexy body made her body react. What should she do, should she admit defeat with her feelings or should she immediately get as far away from her brother as possible? Because one thing she knows, her feelings will not just disappear. *** "I have gone mad from loving you." "Your body, heart, and soul can only scream my name."

On the day of the earthquake, my sister Elena shoved me off the third floor, then burst into tears and said she had only been trying to save me. Everyone believed her. The only person who stood on my side was Nicolo, the youngest mafia boss Sicily had seen in decades. He lifted me out of the rubble, then proposed to me in front of everyone and said that from that day on, anyone who touched me would answer to him. Two months later, I was pregnant. Nicolo bought an entire island and planted it with my favorite irises for our wedding. My father spent a fortune on a one-of-a-kind gown made just for me. Everyone said I was the most envied woman in the family. Then I went into labor, and both of them disappeared. My father said the family had a deal on the line. Nicolo kissed my swollen belly, murmured that he would be back soon, and promised to bring gifts for me and the baby. Right before I was wheeled into the delivery room, an anonymous video landed on my phone. Nicolo was wearing a groom's suit. Elena stood beside him with a hand resting on her pregnant stomach. She was wearing my wedding dress. Her arm was looped through my fiance's as if she had won him fair and square. At the end of the clip, my father asked in a lowered voice, "If you and Valentina stay married only on paper, what happens to the child she gives birth to?" Nicolo was quiet for two seconds before he answered. "Valentina grew up with everything. Elena spent her whole life carrying the stain of being illegitimate. Her child will not grow up the same way." So all that tenderness had never been for me. It had all been for Elena. Fine. They could have each other.

My husband had just ducked into the bathroom when his phone started ringing. I glanced at the screen and saw it was his brother calling. A frown creased my brow, but I answered anyway. "George, why haven't you sent the $10,000 to Mom and Dad this month?" Ross Serrano said. "Mom just asked me about it." I hung up without a word, but a rush of fury surged through me. My husband stood at the bathroom door, his hands still dripping wet. I forced a bitter smile. "You make $8,000 a month, right? $3,000 goes to the mortgage, $2,000 to me, and you pocket $1,000 for yourself. You told me you sent $2,000 to your parents, so how did that magically turn into $10,000?" His lips quivered, his face draining of color. My heart sank, and my hands trembled uncontrollably. We'd been married for five years, and I'd never once laid eyes on his bank card. What other secrets was he keeping from me?

Anna Spears has always been the invisible twin. Blonde hair. Oversized hoodies. Grease-stained fingers from fixing bikes. The girl no one looks at twice — especially not Jeremy Harden, her childhood best friend and the boy she has secretly loved for years. Because Jeremy belongs to Brenna. Dark-haired, magnetic Brenna — Anna’s identical twin sister and the town’s golden girl. When Jeremy’s now-wealthy family moves back to town, he reunites with the girl he believes was his first love… Brenna. Their relationship explodes online, turning them into North Carolina’s favorite “dream couple.” Only Anna knows the truth. Years ago, Jeremy didn’t fall for Brenna. He fell for her — back when Anna still had dark hair. And Brenna knew. One reckless party. One drunken mistake. One night where Jeremy walks into the wrong room… believing he’s fucking his girlfriend. A secret is born that could destroy three lives. As rumors spread, identities blur, and buried memories begin resurfacing, Anna realizes the most dangerous question isn’t who Jeremy loves now— …but who he loved first.

When Kayla searched for her fiancé everywhere in a wedding gown ,only to find him cheating on her with her best friend...Heartbroken, Kayla wanted revenge. Later, her fiancé found Kayla and his big brother in bed, His Alpha brother: "Kiss me. Show him who you belong to now."

My sister and I got into a car crash. My heart was ruptured, and I needed immediate surgery if I were to live. My mother, being the director of her hospital, sent all the doctors to my sister instead, all just to check on her. She barely got hurt. I pleaded and begged for my mother to save me, but impatience got the better of her. She roared, "This isn't the time to take any attention away from your sister! She almost had a bone fracture!" And I died. I remember where it was. It was a freezing operating theater.

Synopsis: “Some mistakes ruin you. Others reveal who you really are.” Ava has always played it safe, witty, observant, and content staying in the shadow of her bold, magnetic best friend, Sophia. But all of that changes the night she crosses a line she can never uncross with Sophia’s twin brother, Mason. Mason is everything Ava shouldn’t want: arrogant, reckless, devastatingly charming and completely off-limits. Known for breaking hearts without remorse, Mason lives for the thrill, never the aftermath. But when a stolen kiss turns into a secret affair, Ava is pulled into a dangerous game of love, lust, and lies that threatens to shatter the only relationships she’s ever trusted. As Ava falls deeper, she uncovers a side of Mason no one else sees haunted, vulnerable, desperate to feel something real. But when an unplanned pregnancy sends her spiraling, Ava makes a devastating choice… one that will come back to haunt her. Now, with secrets unraveling and emotions running raw, Ava must face the wrath of betrayal not just from Mason, but from Sophia too. Can love survive when trust is shattered? Or will the truth destroy them all? In a story filled with temptation, betrayal, and heart-stopping twists, Ava must decide: is forbidden love worth the scars it leaves behind?