King Arthur Siblings Novels & Stories

The more I thought about what Archer had said, the more confused I became. I didn’t know much about Archer’s family, only he had two younger sisters and a younger brother, who all died the day his father went mad. But I don’t recall him calling one of his brothers his half brother, I assumed they were full blood relatives. “I didn’t know you had a half brother.” I say after a moment of his words going around my brain, where he once again sighed looking over at me.

Their shared smiles spoke of a bond that was strong and blossoming, hinting at a future beyond friendship. Amidst the joyful chaos, History and Chronicles stood apart, and Arthur playfully inquired if he wanted to join the kids. With a grin, History declined, revealing a touch of his mature side: "While I can be childish at times, Uncle Arthur, my brother, and I have outgrown those games; we're more focused on the games we create." Amused applause greeted his response, an acknowledgment of his unique talents and perspective. The atmosphere was brimming with laughter, congratulations, and a shared sense of pride for these remarkable young men.

Caleb scowled. “I’m not a dickhead, dimwit,” “Shut up, dickhead. You’re ruining the atmosphere here,” Xavier bantered with Caleb as Zack watched their camaraderie. Arthur nudged him by the shoulder when Zack looked at his brother. ‘Welcome to the club, brother. Hope you will get used to these losers,’ Arthur said as Zack chuckled softly. Caleb and Xavier turned to look at them. “We heard that,” they said simultaneously as Arthur shrugged his broad shoulders. “I want you to. Now, enough playing. We have things to be done with,” Arthur said as he walked away. His brother looked enormous, considering that he was the warrior’s leader of the pack. Zack was inspired to be just like him one day.

She finished and held my hands. “Trust me on this one my dear, things are going to go as planned and you won’t have any reasons to regret. Your happy days are here!” “Thanks mom, these words mean a lot to me. If I may ask, how many of them would be coming over?” I asked her. “I’m not exactly sure of that but about six of them were present at the court on that day.” She replied. “What are their names and who are they?” I asked again. “Max is your father’s elder brother, Jenny his kid sister and her twin Patric, Jenny’s husband Simon and their kids, Alex and Brenda. They are twins as well.” She told me smiling.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging deep into my palms. His face blanched further, and he avoided my gaze. "Ross just got married, and his wife is pregnant—their expenses are piling up. My parents mentioned his low salary, and as the older brother, I couldn't just sit back. They're right. Siblings should have each other's backs." I leaned against the wall to keep myself from collapsing, the ridiculousness of it all hitting me like a slap in the face. I'd poured everything I had into building our home, while he was dumping money into his brother's never-ending pit.

"I tried to contact him once. Wrote letters. Called his office. He never responded. Made it clear I wasn't wanted. Wasn't his problem." "That's awful. I'm so sorry." "Why are you here, Sienna? Why find me now? Arthur's dead. What's the point?" "Because you deserve to know you have family. Siblings. People who understand what it's like to be Arthur Blackwood's forgotten child." "Siblings? Plural?" "Yes. Daniel and Sophie in London. You in Porto. Me in the Azores. Four of us. All kept separate. All manipulated. All carrying his secrets."

I can only help raise my brother’s children. The pillars did go on that tour, but Ario and I decided not to go. We would tour around the kingdom one day, but not on any duties; it’s just to have fun. Kate died, and surprisingly, we got along well. She died two years ago during the tour. It was a loss for everyone because she really filled her spot, but we buried her and avenged her death. Now we have nothing but memories of her. It turns out Andrew was my father’s stepbrother. So we are related; I wasn’t that surprised. Arthur and I got along well, and we are fond of each other, so they were welcomed into the family.

Arthur entered inside and saw that his wife was already there. Kira was confused as everyone around the table stood up as Arthur arrived but she didn't mind. She was the queen anyway. Arthur wasn't surprised to see her still sitting. He just walked to his chair and sat down like the king he was. Around the table was the ex-queen, Bianca Vermont, and the first son of the family, Kevin Vermont. And then his half-sister, and brother, Henrietta, and Francis. "Congrats on being a married man, brother." Kevin applauded and looked at Kira. "You must be honored to be a Vermont, am I right?"

Arthur sighed irritably and pulled my head against his chest. “Kai, I swear I’m going to kill you!” Arthur growled, and the young man instantly vanished behind the door. “Who was that?” I asked, remembering the dark-haired guy I’d seen yesterday. “My brother,” Arthur replied through clenched teeth, sliding his fingers into my hair. My heart leapt wildly. Idiot. Why was I melting all over him again? And when had this arrogant blond suddenly become so devastatingly handsome and magnetic? “You have a brother?” I asked. “So there are two Gromovs?”

“But—” “Wow, you two really do look alike.” Alessandra glares at him. “Tell me who you are, or I’ll scream.” I exhale heavily. “Alessandra, this is Thorton Galalrdo. Thor, my sister, Alessandra.” My sister’s jaw drops to the floor. “You— But he’s—” “You’ve got a lot of balls coming here,” I snap at him. “Have you come to finish the job?” “Like I said. I’m not here to hurt you.”