Deadly Sibling Rivalry Novels & Stories

somehow. My older brother, Matt, hated my existence, and he made damn sure I knew how he felt. In the average family of multiple kids, there is a typical "sibling rivalry" between the children. With Matt and I, there was nothing but pure hatred and disdain. There were times where I wished Matt would have the audacity to "finish me off". He even came close a few times. At any cost, it seemed like he did everything in his power to keep me in a state of constant fear. So, I did my best to keep to myself as much as possible.

'' And why not? “Because she just died for us. She betrayed us, handed us over to the mafia when we were still building everything our parents fought to keep standing. Because of her, our life was almost lost, we were all raised together and she was a friend, but what she did to us is unforgivable. Dylan explains. I don't understand how a sibling fight works, but I think they were unfair not to hear it. This is very complicated. '' All right, I want to get some sleep now, can we go home? I ask, running my hand over my face.

so choice is yours if you make her as yours then I don't have any problem and she'll be no longer my rival so I don't need to plan of killing her better concentrate on how to make her yours damien : why don't you try to make don as yours first as you're so intelligent Jennifer : that's the problem my dear brother as long as your so called little crush is present his heart, soul and body revolves around her according to him only girl on this earth is her so he don't want any other girl that's why I'm getting anger because he didn't even spare a glance at me but always showing pda with her so I want to get rid of her but my stupid brother started loving the same girl what I can do now damien :

“When our parents died… everything became worse. He blamed me for surviving. Ava’s brows knitted. “But Roman… why does he hate you so much? Twins are supposed to be close.” Roman laughed bitterly. “That’s the thing. Damian doesn’t see us as brothers. He sees us as rivals. He always has. To him, everything is a competition — who’s stronger, who’s richer, who’s more successful. He thinks the world owes him something.” He leaned back, rubbing his eyes.

More like we just couldn’t find someone else, we could confide in but ourselves, so we ended up the way we were without letting Intruders butt into our lives. And sometimes people wondered how siblings like us could get so close to each other and wished their children were like us and could get along so well. Actually in the realms, not all siblings get along so well, they mostly fight, go against each other and kill, the hatred and the darkness sets in and more blood spilled all over the place because of how they grow up in the realms and this happens mostly at the poor side of town… As time went on, my mom got pregnant with Oceana and a few months later, she gave birth to a child. It was a

Kill your unborn sibling. I looked at mum and dad, Richard smirked at us and we read through our papers out loud. Mum and dad had their eyes wide when they heard what I said, Daniel was to kill his little sister, his youngest one, she was the only family member he had left, his mum and dad died when he was young. Pietro was to shoot his father.

Sebastian's POV I sat in the back of my Aston Martin, scrolling through my tablet for the daily hand exercise game I did when I was stressed out. It was the most peaceful thing right now. The numbers and patterns kept my mind occupied. Kept me from thinking about things I didn't want to think about. I didn't involve myself in matters involving rivals. Dominic had been my rival since college. After what caused the accident of the Rossis, it separated the business deals between our families. Generational rivals. That's all we were supposed to be.

Surely they were half brothers or something, because I can’t imagine Sebastain never bringing up he had a whole sibling during the time we were married. I wonder what the chances are of being mated to one man, and unknowingly picking his brother over him to be your mate instead. Seemed a little far-fetched, but I was starting to get why Sebastain hated Killian so much. Seemed like this was all starting to boil down to a simple sibling rivalry.

I lost complete control as I stepped forward and shot Leon in the stomach and then in each leg. I shot him in the chest and kept pulling the trigger until there were no more rounds left. I would have kept pulling the trigger, too, if it wasn't for the hand that pried the gun from my grasp. I looked up at Balor; my vision blurred with tears. Leon had killed my sister, and I had killed him, but I still felt so empty. That hole in my chest would never be filled even after I finally killed the man who stole her from me. The anger for her death and the hatred for my father was all too consuming. I wanted to scream. I wanted to fade away to nothing. I tried to fight. But I also didn't want to do a

“Sort your brotherly drama out somewhere else. If you’re going to keep using my meals as a battlefield, I swear to all that’s unholy, I’ll stab you both with a fork. A dull one.” Zaiden rolled his eyes, but moved a hair’s breadth away, still smirking like the smug bastard he was. Zyran just huffed, arms crossed, glaring murder at his twin like he was considering drowning him in the orange juice. It’s wild, really, how two men who shared the same damn womb would murder each other over a chair and a slice of bread. I still couldn’t wrap my head around it. Riven told me more than once, that the only reason these two don’t rip each other to shreds is because of me.