Cousin Brother Novels & Stories

Vanya would never forgive any of us if Betsy died because of us. “How are her wounds?” she asked. “They’ll heal,” I told her, “but some might scar.” She shook her head. “Such a shame.” Pushing the empty plate away, I leaned forward and lowered my voice. “What does the word cousin mean?” “It’s a child of someone’s uncle or aunt,” Betsy explained. “An aunt or uncle is family...like a brother and sister.” “Melanie had no brothers or sisters,” I muttered. “She has a sister.”

The car fell into dead silence. Every word of that phone call had reached Mom and Dad in the back seat. "Noah, what you just said... You were just upset, right?" Mom leaned forward. "I know you feel cheated. Your cousin and the others went too far today. But you can't do this. That's your own cousin! The only son in their family!" When I didn't respond, she continued, "Besides, your uncle is my brother. As his sister, I can't hurt him like this.

she paused and glanced up at him, his eyes met hers. ‘What should she call him? Brother?’ Katrina wondered. Jace also stared back, his eyes moved through hers knowing what she was thinking. “I am responsible for her” he told Collin, his hands went down her shoulder to grasp her hand. It seemed more like he was making a claim on her as his. Collin’s smile drowned, his jaw clenched and he glared back at him. “So you’re family? I never see you at the hospital” he let out.

His tongue slid across his lips like a snake tasting the air, and the gesture sent a violent shiver down my spine. “Would you look at that,” Zek’s voice rang out, deeper than Veyron’s, resonating from somewhere primal and ancient. He was Veyron’s wolf, terrifying and unchecked. “Our dear cousin has grown so… much.” The final word hung between us, heavy with meaning. He held my gaze, unblinking. “Want to see how much I’ve grown?”

I puffed, lying on the couch This stupid of brothers that I have, like they care " Sorry if you get annoyed but all I try to do is to look out for you as much as I can without forcing anything unnecessarily." " Don't look out for me... I'm not 5 just go and do your fucking job and leave me alone." " Looking out for each other really doesn't have anything to do with age but anyways... I can't explain like every fucking time so just gonna go with your not so kind suggestion." He said and left upstairs

“No, she didn’t. wow. This is a surprise” He laughed. My cousin. Younger brother to Katharine, only son to my uncle Manuel and heir to the Chicago family. “I’ve missed you too. So much.” And I have. My cousin was always quick to laugh. A prankster, not to mention he always took myside during my countless fights with his elder sister. “Really? Well not for long, I’m so bored here at home, I was thinking of visiting New York, then I remembered my girl was over there.” Carlos tells me.

He has on his million dollar smile which doesn’t fail to show his cute dimples. Luna has no idea what she is missing. I scoff and walk over to him. “You wish” I say as I hug him tight. He is my favorite cousin and since I don’t have any siblings, I consider him as my elder brother. We have a very strong sibling bond. “How are you doing cupcake?” “Good, as a matter of fact, I’m doing perfect this afternoon” I say as I sit on the kitchen island. “Of course you are, especially after painting Luna red on social media”

I smiled at him, “Since I'm older than you, you can take me as your late sister and I will take you as my younger brother.” “What?” I went still when I heard my cousin's voice and I immediately turned to look at her, “Younger brother, older sister, what?” Oh fuck!! “How much did you hear?” She smiled mischievously, ran to the living room and I ran after her, “Everyone come downstairs!!” she began screaming.

MILO THIRTEEN YEARS AGO "Emilio, your cousin is here, hurry up downstairs!" Mom called. I couldn't wait to see my cousin. I have never met him in person, we only talk through video calls. His dad is really nice to us, his mom died of cancer according to dad. His name is Matteo and his gonna be my little brother, even if I'm only older than him with just two years. I head downstairs immediately. As soon as I reached the bottom step, I saw him grinning at me. "Matteo!" I exclaimed, running towards me.

The three of us are very close, like brothers, I am the only child, very happy with their presence in my house, Ronald is the oldest among us, then Caroline and then me. We reminisce about our childhood on the way to the restaurant. We have a lot of childhood memories together, and to this day our relationship as siblings is still good, even closer. Many people think Ronald is my boyfriend because we don't look alike, and many don't know that he is my cousin. After all, Ronald is not my ideal type, he has a lifestyle that doesn't suit me, doesn't know the rules, and is also reckless.