Michael Phelps Siblings Novels & Stories

He cried quietly since he was aware that the men might come looking for him if they found out he was still alive. Since his brother was the only member of his family still alive, Michael adored him and would give his life to protect him. The only thing that his brother failed to do, regrettably, was to explain to his little brother about the seven monsters' identities, motives, and why Michael has the same small moon tattoo on his right chest.

“Hmm, we are biological siblings that were raised differently in our different mansion since birth, we were raised in a very hard and brutal way that we rarely see or talk to ourselves, we were made to train endlessly and that's why we are not too close to each other, we rarely see ourselves how do we talk when we barely see? Our father was the strongest of his kind and so he doesn't want us to be less strong, he wanted us to be stronger than him and that's why we were made to train both during the day and the night, even when it's raining and when it's sunny we trained endlessly till we got to where we are today” “And what about your brothers who's the oldest?” “Enoch my brother Enoch is th

he sighed. “I don’t think I want to,” Mick said stubbornly. I could feel his wariness. “Mick, please,” Billy pouted his bottom lip. “Seriously, man. I missed you and so did everyone else. Don’t leave. Your brother and you can work through the shared mate shit later.” “Brother?” I looked at Mick. I figured they were related, but wasn’t sure how. I was hoping they were second cousins or distant relatives. Not siblings. “Twin brother,” Boyd said, scowling with his arms crossed. “Bet he didn’t tell you that either.”

I looked away like the memory was painful. Michael clenched his fists. "She’ll regret that. I promised no one would ever hurt you.” Great. My loyal brother. But then, his next words froze my smile. "Take me to her, now." "What… who? Celeste? Damien’s ex-wife?" I stammered. "Yes. I will make her regret what she did." I didn’t want them to meet—they were real siblings. But if I kept refusing Michael, who knew if he’d go find Celeste on his own? Things could spiral out of control even faster.

he responds, moving closer to sit next to me, his back against the pool side as he looks out the window. "You're right. I haven't. What's your family like?" I inquire. He heaves out a heavy sigh and I wonder if it's maybe not his favorite topic. "I'm the middle child. I have an older brother and a younger sister. My brother was the popular one. Did every sport he could think of. Some most people haven't even heard of. You know what pickleball is?" he asks me. I giggle a little and shake my head. "Nope." I respond. Pierce nods and goes back to looking out the window.

"Michael wants to see his sister. May I video call?" "Yes. Absolutely." Marcus connected the call. Michael's face appeared on screen, surrounded by other children. "MARISSA! VON! Is that her? Can I see?" Von angled the phone so Michael could see Sophia nursing. "This is your sister, Sophia Marie. Say hi." "Hi, Sophia! I'm your big brother Michael! I'm gonna protect you and teach you things and love you forever!" Michael's excitement was palpable even through the screen. "Can I hold her tomorrow?"

She recognized little Michael with a storm of unruly, ‘bright from the sharp sun’ curls on his head, joyfully splashing in the crystal clear water against the backdrop of palm trees and the azure, cloudless sky. In another photo - the three brothers were dressed up as musketeers during a school performance. She knew that Michael, just because of his family and his roots, didn’t want to follow in the footsteps of his brothers, so he didn’t go abroad but changed his name before he began his studies...

"He's not a quarterback. He's THE quarterback, or don't you read the sports page?" "I hope you left off using birth control so you can keep him." "That's enough, Candi." My mother's voice was sharp. She turned her eyes to me and they softened. "So does Killian's family live here?" "Yes, his mother and brother live in Glendale." "Killian has a brother?" The glee in my sister's eyes made me laugh. "Yes, he has a brother. His name is Michael, and he's Killian's twin." "Shit, Killian MacGregor has a twin brother. Is he as good looking as Mac the Knife?"

She scoffed. “Thanks for the career ego boost.” I chuckled. “I ignore their disappointment in my career path. I love what I do.” “Good. Because it’s better to like what you do, especially as a teacher, kids know when their teacher doesn’t want to be there, affecting their feelings about the entire subject.” She smiled. “So that’s your mom’s issue? That you didn’t become a doctor. Let me guess, your brothers all did?” I groaned at the mention of my brothers. “Yep, the perfect little shits all became doctors. Michael is a neurosurgeon like our dad. Caleb became a thoracic surgeon. And the golden boy Jordan became a plastic surgeon.” I scoffed.

” Sharon replied ” your parents?? How about his parents?? ” Lisa asked ” I don’t like talking about this but,,,,I heard his parents died when he was just 4 years old though his parents and mine were really close,,so my parents brought us up as siblings even though we are the same age,,,,we found out just few months ago that he’s not actually my brother,, but nobody knows about this. So don’t tell anyone,, to Michael am his sister and he always protect me like a Brother should do. And same goes to me also,,I love him as my brother ” Sharon explained