Cousin Stories Novels & Stories

From: Kino Sloane Subject: WHERE ARE YOU COUSIN Hey, you’ve been out for the whole week. Where are you? I frowned when I read my cousin’s email. Kino is my only cousin who’s my age. The rest of my cousins are all younger than me for at least three years. Also, Kino is the person my dad trusts the most. He even let him hold one department in his company. My cousin is business minded like Dad. I wonder what’s so good about business.

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

The young woman looked at me with hope. "Sure." I nodded. "Hello, I am Cassandra, Cassie for short and I am the only female cousin Dom has. Our fathers are brothers and he is my twin, Cassius." She smacked her identical twin who was engrossed in his phone. "Hey, sorry, I am Cassius, Dominic's cousin and brother of this shit face." He glared his sister. "Language, kids." The oldest woman among them glared at them. "Sorry Mama." They said still shooting daggers at each other.

I have put my self in a deep sleep and the only way to get me to wake up is by a strong family werewolf blood, that would bring me back*. My Aunt Zara told me that my cousin lost her parents at a tender age who is also part of our family and aunt Zara took my cousin in as her own. I don't still know why they never talked about them. Aunt Zara also said that while she wanted to come and stay with my parents, my cousin found love in New Orleans and didn't wish to come with her. After much convincing, she decided to leave my cousin there, making sure my cousin could take care of herself. And after some time, she heard nothing about my cousin but received only this letter.

My hand stilled on the tissue. Something about that voice made the air in my lungs go still. I knew it. I was almost certain I knew it, but that couldn't be right, because the last I heard… I turned slowly. And my heart did something embarrassing. Standing right there was Mick. Millicent's cousin. The same Mick I had been quietly, privately, thoroughly in love with since I was seventeen years old and did not plan to tell anyone ever.

Mom and Dad exchanged a look, their fury intensifying. "Melanie Spencer, get out here right this instant! Stop hiding in there, pretending like you can't hear us! How can you be so rude? How dare you call your cousin an outsider! You know what? You're the outsider in this family! You have no right to talk to your cousin like that!" All that they received in response was dead silence. My body was lying in that bathtub, the one I'd dreamed of soaking in just once. My eyes were wide open. Beneath me was a pool of bloody water.

"Joe!" Aunt Alice grabbed Joe's arm, trying to stop him. "Mom, stay out of it!" Joe shook her off and pointed straight at me. "I finally see what you're really like. Over a broken laptop and 7,000 dollars, you're willing to cut your own cousin off? All you care about is money, isn't it?" I looked at his face twisted by anger and suddenly felt like I was staring at a stranger. "This isn't about money," I said calmly. "It's about principle. You borrowed something from me, you damaged it, and you pay for it. That's basic responsibility."

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?”

"Towards incest?" My wife shifted, her pubic hair rubbing my soft cock, "I never told you this. I have a cousin, lives half-way across the country, didn't used to. They lived in my hometown. Her father was my mom's brother. Anyway, I was over at her house for a sleepover, we're the same age. We're lying in bed and she tells me she is having sex with her dad. Needless to say, I was shocked. She explained. It was her idea totally and it took a while, but she seduced him. I refused to believe her. She said fine, I'll set it up so you can watch.

But to make one thing clear— I'm not someone they can walk all over. *** That night, the house felt freezing cold. My mom looked at me, clearly upset. "You're really suing Vivian?" "Yes." "For four thousand dollars, you're taking your own cousin to court? You want your aunt's family embarrassed in front of everyone?" I dropped my bag and looked at her. "Vivian swapped out $4,600 worth of hardware. My laptop's basically useless now. Do you know how much work I've already lost because of this?"