Can A Sibling Be A Godparent Novels & Stories

“Also, Amelia, we also meant to ask..well.. I mean.. ugh… would you be his Elder?” This was completely unexpected and I did not know what to say. Still in bed, I rose to make sure I heard her correctly… “You want ME to be your son’s Elder?” Being an Elder was an incredible honor and a responsibility. Akin to human’s Godparents role, being an Elder in our community essentially meant you were the child’s third parent. I could not be a mother, I never expected anyone, let alone my brother, a future King and ruler, to offer this to me, to be so considerate. Tears still streaming, I did not know what to say.. How will I be an Elder to a child whose parents I was betraying?? Seeing my hesitation,

“Mate. My mate. Stop running from what we are.” My wolf surged forward, howling in agreement as the fated bond flared white-hot. I gasped, arching into his touch even as fear spiked through me. Anyone could walk in….; the staff, his fiancée Brielle, my own mother. We were step-siblings now. Forbidden. But none of that mattered when his lips hovered a breath from mine. I wanted him to ruin me all over again— “Mommy?” The dream shattered. I jolted upright, elbow sending fabric swatches flying. My heart hammered, skin damp with sweat. The dim studio lamp cast long shadows over mood boards and sketches. Kade Blackwood stared back from the open business magazine…. sharp jaw, cold commanding prese

Upon completion, Party A will be appointed as an assistant coach under the Hyacinth Ice Division, with the responsibility of managing and coordinating training schedules for the elite hockey team known as *The Chicago Vortex*. 4. Party A will live under the Hyacinth family name and will be recognized publicly as an adopted member of the Hyacinth household. 5. Party A will maintain confidentiality regarding her past identity, events prior to this agreement, and any personal association with Party B’s family prior to this contract. 6. Party A must show loyalty, discipline, and obedience to the directives given by Party B. 7. Party A will act as a caretaker and personal assistant to Party B’s s

"He held my fingers while he learnt his first step. I taught him how to walk, how to run, how to ride a bicycle. I am Joshua's father. Jayden is just a sperm donor. Fatherhood is not determined by who gave the sperm but by who was actually in that child's life and made him who he is. I am that person. Joshua is my son and you can't take that away from me." His voice broke again. This time it sounded like something inside him cracked. My throat tightened. My heart felt heavy, but I forced myself to speak even though my voice shook. "He's your godson, not your son. You are his godfather. Since when did you become his father?" Donald stared at me long and hard, like he could not believe I said

‘But I thought you’d be honoured to—’ ‘You thought wrong,’ he said, brows drawn down heavily in a brooding frown. 'Dave...' She tried for a conciliatory tone but missed the mark. ‘Why are you so upset? Being asked to be a godparent is such a lovely thing. It’s mostly symbolic these days, but, still, it’s wonderful to be asked. I would feel awful saying no. And besides, they want both of us.’ “I’m not signing up for any more responsibility, especially when we’re not really a couple. Or at least not for the long term.’ Not really a couple. Not for the long term.

Karl denied. "Why not? Karl, I can't lose him!" Gabbi cried. "Angel if we did that, you'd lose your family. You'd miss their lives, and the twins growing up. Maddi's birth. We committed ourselves to being God parents. As much as I want to run away with you and Eli, we can't." Karl explained. "Then stop your brother from doing this. Tell him no." Gabbi begged. "You don't know how much I wish I could. But I can't." Karl sighed.

She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother. A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?" "Of course! I've said before that once Nyla had the baby, I was going to be her godmother," Valarie answered. Hearing that, Brandon frowned slightly. "If you're the godmother, then what about me?" Valarie looked confused. "What do you mean? You can just be—" She suddenly paused, realizing something was off. Damon was Brandon's uncle, which meant Mia was technically Brandon's cousin. If Valarie became Mia's godmother, wouldn't that complicate their family hierarchy if she married Brandon?

Nate brings his own plate to the table, she looks at him as he furrows his brows at her, “Can I adopt you? As a sister I mean…” Celine looks at him through narrowed eyes, and then tilts her head. “Hmm… I do have a lot of cousins; they’re basically like siblings… But I have no true siblings. It can’t be official without my father signing off, I’m sure he’d love a son, but you should really discuss it with him first. Now I know that’s an option.” He nods, she takes a bite of the pasta bake, and moans gently. “Cooking Gods can definitely be honorary family. Father will just have to get used to it.” She grins at him. He nods back,

Drake sighs but nods his head. “You were playing in the garden with James. You adored him, Anja, and he adored you twice as much. You and James had the closest bond of all three of your brothers. From the moment you were born, James was devoted to you. Amongst hybrids like us, it’s possible for siblings to imprint on each other.” I narrow my eyes because I didn’t know that. I know orphans can imprint on people when they feel safe, thus finding new parents. It can even happen with grandparents, but I’ve never heard of siblings imprinting.

That proposal baffled both Lydia and Mike. What a mess! Lydia was furious. How could they propose that she and Henry become sworn siblings? Henry was astounded by Jennifer's idea. What stunned them even more was William's suggestion. "Speaking of which, I have a better idea. "Since we're already so close, why don't you acknowledge us as your godparents? Then we'll really be one big family." Henry was speechless. He had no idea when they had become so close.