Deadly Sibling Rivalry Novels & Stories

I thought about thirty years of rivalry and resentment and the thing underneath it that I had never looked at directly because looking at it directly would have required admitting that the rivalry was never really about any of the things we told ourselves it was about. It was about this. Two brothers who did not know how to say I love you so they said everything else instead. Every argument. Every competition. Every woman. Every room we had ever stood in on opposite sides of. All of it just a long, elaborate, destructive way of saying the thing we were too proud and too afraid and too much our father’s sons to say plainly. The alarm from Levi’s room changed pitch. Higher. More insistent. I p

"If it's any consolation, I just got off thinking about you, and it was quite nice. Oh, the things I would do to you if you weren't my sister. I almost came again in my shorts just now; that was hot. But you are my sister, and I hate you too, so all of this needs to stop now. Plus, you're dating my best friend as well. Word of advice, you need to give him a little something before he breaks up with you. Caden is starting to get bored," I was so angry words wouldn't come out. I walked over to face Derrick and slapped the shit out of his face. He glared at me and then kicked my feet out from under me, making me fall to the mat. Derrick climbed up on top of me, his eyes turning into a deeper bl

"I felt it too. The competition between us felt like sibling rivalry, not genuine hatred. And when we finally started working together..." "It felt natural," Rhys said. "Like we'd been partners our whole lives." I watched the two men who had torn my heart in different directions, seeing them with new eyes. The bitter rivalry that had consumed months of our lives suddenly made sense in a twisted way. They hadn't been competing just for me – they'd been acting out some primal brotherly dynamic neither of them understood. "This is insane," I said, standing up and pacing across the porch. "How is this possible? How are all these connections real?"

They knew they were coming but didn't know that they would initiate it with the beta's daughter! The biggest foul move on their part because they chose the wrong cub. She was not only the daughter to the beta but also the sister to the most possessive and disastrous brother in the entire universe. Or should we say the disastrous bully! He didn't leave the classmates who never annoyed him purposely, let alone the fact of leaving them unharmed. Huh. How dare they get Zander Brown's sister? They were only to be called stupid BECAUSE they chose his sister first. In short, their deaths. They chose their end.

l How terrific! Sibling rivalry was an age-old tactic among noble families, and they were no different. The fight had started over a position, a damn position. It was hard for me to believe that these siblings, who had always seemed like the perfect family on screen, were actually just faking their adhesion for show.

How could he forget the constant but subtle reminders that Dale was the eldest and hence shouldn’t get advice from him? He shouldn’t have ignored the signs. “I never knew that sibling disputes could lead to this,” he exclaimed. “This is rivalry, even though, in truth, the rivalry is one-sided,” the Sorceress corrected him. “That man has been harboring this thought for a long time. This didn’t just come into his head all of a sudden. He has put a lot of planning into this, empowering himself with help from the dark spirits and choosing today of all days to show up and declare his intentions.”

"It's not about her being your sister, logically. I want you to love each other genuinely. There are siblings who, even though they were from the same parents and grew up together, hate each other so much they do not mind killing each other." I chuckled, only because I did not know what to say. "Let me tell you a story," he continued and adjusted on the chair. "In my youth, I knew about two brothers, twins who fought each other immensely because of the throne." "Really?" I asked, getting interested in the story. "Yes. There had to be one Alpha but one wouldn't give it up for the other," he told me. "In the case of siblings, shouldn't the elders be the most befitting for that?" I wondered.

“I can see why you never talk about your… brothers.” I wrinkle my nose at the word. “Don’t call them that. It’s more like we grew up together. Childhood friends, I guess.” “Yeah, well, if my childhood friends looked like that, I wouldn’t call them brothers either,” Valencia snorts, giving me a pointed look. I look away, pretending ignorance. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “Yes, you do,” she replies simply, refusing to let me dodge it. Before the tension can build, Anastasia clears her throat. “Anyway, we wanted to surprise you for your birthday tomorrow. We know you hate big parties, so we just brought us.”

“How dare you say such things about your own brother–And how would you know anything about my marriage?” He scoffed– “Yes he is my brother– but I do not condone disrespect and—” “Is this what you are doing now, trying to taint my husband all black so I can fall back into your arms?” I blurted. “I never said such– But if that's the case, A man never snitches. But I guess you do see the signs– so why fight it?” I swallowed hard, trying to keep my expression still. “Do you really think everything revolves around your ego?”

Three years ago, on a full moon night, my mother jolted awake at midnight, claiming the Moon Goddess had delivered a prophecy: On the day of my twentieth birthday, the feral gene inside me would spiral out of control. I would shift into a wolf and kill my sister. At first, my parents were skeptical. But after I awakened my wolf at eighteen, my sister would seize up whenever she was near me, clutching her chest and collapsing to the ground in violent fits of gasping. To protect her and force my wolf into dormancy, my parents resorted to every harsh measure they could devise. They poured suppression potions down my throat that ate away at my organs, and clamped a restraining collar around my n