Cousin Brother Novels & Stories

Lucas asked his cousin, noticing the way she was speaking about Eva so differently from the other socialites. This female cousin was the only one he was closest to in all of his other cousins and he treated her like his biological sister since her mother was the biological sister to Lucas' father. This made their relationship closer unlike his other cousins.

"You wound me, little Kiara." "And don't talk to my brother like that!" Sylvie intervened and my eyes shot up to her. Brother? "You mean cousin." Oh. "Brother or cousin. Same thing." She hushed Shane off, with a pout. "Yeah little one, your favourite brother." Atreus grinned, while ruffling her hair furious only to fuel her annoyance more. "Hey not my hair! And you are like only five years older." "17 and that makes four not five. Your maths sucks like you."

Seeing Shamayeta's embarrassed expression, he quickly added, "So, she's your cousin... Hey, who doesn't have a disgraceful relative in their family?" Mysteriously, he continued, "I have a brother, not my biological brother, in fact! He's a killer on the global Killer List, and he's taken countless lives. There's no crime he would not commit, including raping and pillaging!" This time, Shamayeta was shocked. "Whoa, you have such a person as a relative?!"

“You two are close in age anyway. It’ll be fine.” Ryan was my stepcousin — Aunt Clara’s stepson from her previous marriage. We weren’t blood related, but the “step” part never stopped the family from treating us like real cousins. At 19, I was painfully aware of how tall, muscular, and handsome he had become. “Fine by me,” Ryan shrugged with that easy smirk, slinging my bag over his shoulder. “Come on, little cousin.”

I fist-bumped each of them in greeting. "And he's our brother," Cason said, clearing the thick air between us. "Honestly, how many brothers could you possibly have?" I asked, shaking my head, unable to remember ever seeing the blue-eyed guy who Cason pointed out as his brother. Cason grinned, "Five, he is second oldest."

", he said and laugh. I can hear aunt and uncle mumbling on the background. Carlo is my cousin on the father side. He is way older than me but we get along just fine. He was always been my older brother and best buddy. He is a seaman and already has family with one child, Denver. I immediately take a bath and leave the cleaning to the boys. As soon as I enter the house. Carlo hugged me tightly. "You missed me that much ?", I jokingly ask. "Of course bro. It's been a long time ! How are you ?",

Confusion laced his tone, making me gulp, realizing what I just revealed. "C-Cousin. Cousin brother. But more than a real brother to me," saying, I jerked his hand off, hopped in the car and pulled away from the Kingston territory, leaving a confused man behind.

Three years of different lives and different places and different everything, and our hands had grown into the same shape anyway. Kasey withdrew his hand and straightened. "His features match ours with a statistical precision that rules out coincidence entirely," he said. His voice was very quiet, measured for the room and for the sleeping child and for the adults standing behind us. "He is not a relative. He is a sibling. Specifically a triplet." "I know," I said. "The timeline is consistent. He is the same age as us. The physical markers are identical across all three. The probability of this occurring between non-siblings is effectively zero."

Without hesitation, he pushed aside the person standing between him and Rose and grabbed her shoulders. He said, "Rosie, no wonder I instantly liked you when I first saw you. I wanted to give you the best of everything, and now I know why. It's because you're my cousin! "You're not just my adopted sister. You're my cousin—my blood relative! Rosie, you've always been a part of the Xanth family!" Never had Clover felt such happiness. His excitement pulled Rose from her daze, anchoring her back to reality. The words "cousin" and "father" echoed in her mind, clashing with one another. "Clo… you're really my brother?" she murmured, the term 'brother' taking on a new, profound meaning.

He replied as I turned to him. "Huh? What am I to you then?" I asked lumps forming in my throat. Kola shrugged "You are my best friend's cousin, his sister" he replied. "That makes you my big bro dude" I replied trying to sound casual. Kola turned sharply to me "Wait, to you am I your brother?" He asked as I froze. I opened my mouth and closed it immediately. The hell! If he's my brother, then we can't date! That means I'm hopeless....