Cousin Stories Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry, Ms. Scott! I never knew I had a cousin. I only remember staying with my parents when I was a child, and that the three of us lived together as a family. When my father’s illness was at its most serious stage, I was only three years old. My mother placed me in her basket and carried me along as she climbed into the mountains to pick medicinal herbs that would help my father’s leg recover. On top of that, all the heavy lifting and physically-grueling labor at home was done by my mother alone. Back when my father was still alive, the three of us were so poor that we had no food to eat. However, we never received any help from you or your family then. No other relatives seemed to con

only increased. “Imagine if they have a couple of children! They would be the most beautiful in the world!” Comments a lady sitting in a rocking chair, positioned in front of her own house, with others sitting in common chairs and even on the floor, listening to the story and comments of the others. Deep down, everyone knew that when he met his cousin he was only thinking about a love relationship and many children scattered throughout the property.

Her granny said, walking towards her. “Yup get her grandma she was about to cuss.” Her cousin said smiling devilishly, Shawna smiled at him because he was still a pretty boy like he was when he left us. “I was not about to cuss, stop lying on me.” Shawna said taking a swing at her cousin. “Hey what did you say?” her granddaddy asked sternly. “I said story, I said he was storying on me.” “Now why you bothering that girl, she said it right, she too big to tell stories, she told a lie.” Her uncle defended her like he use to do all the time.

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.”

“My answer is this. The moment you started scheming against me and against those students who fought their way up from nothing, this family was already finished.” Commissioner Reed raised his hand. The tactical officers stepped forward and dragged Leonard out of the room without ceremony. Inside the private room, the relatives who had acted so superior earlier were now huddled in silence, too scared to breathe. I swept my gaze over them and stopped on the cousin who had been the loudest a few minutes ago. “Cousin, didn’t you say you’d report me if I managed to keep my job?” Her knees hit the floor with a thud.

Alice’s Cousin. ​

I still remember the way his eyes darkened with frustration. Then, days later, Leah introduced him as her fiancé. That should have killed the attraction. Instead, it only made it worse. Hotter. More dangerous Ever since, I’ve gone to bed every single night with his image burned into my brain. Wondering how the hell my cousin could pull a man like that. Wondering what it would feel like to be the one on my knees. Wondering why the thought of betraying my cousin made me so fucking wet. And now this.

Her friends also saw the pictures. "Violet did you see your husband 's pictures today on F******k?" "Who is that woman who is with her friend?" "I saw him, he is with his cousin who was raised by his parents. More or less like his little sister." Violet replied. "You must be careful of these cousins Violet, this woman is beautiful and has a nice body, your husband maybe tempted. This woman seems to be from a rich family, they are a good match." "If they are cousins, why are they going out just the two of them?"

, Uncle Cameron took a long pause. I remember it was the Christmas holidays. All my relatives and cousins had come to our house for the Thanksgiving dinner. One of my uncles, uncle Cameron was very fond of telling horror stories to us. I was seven and my cousins a year or two younger and older. Me, Julie, Michelle, Sammy and Hailey had sat around on the rug in our PJ's listening to uncle Cameron's stories. He used to tell them with such dedication; raspy and spooky voice and all the required background noises; we all believed in his stories.

She then heard her beautiful cousin asking her younger brother sitting infront of her lover and her cousin "Cousin , from where did you get such an excellent idea to fool that girl?" Her brother snorted and said "Its not my idea . Its father's idea. He married her mother for her company but after he planned in killing her mother he came to know that the fool's mother has already given all her property to that fool. So his plan failed. So he then brought my mother and me to his house and I have to act like a sincere loving brother in front of that love sick fool just to get in her good graces and see where I am now. The future CEO of the company which should be mine."