Michael Phelps Siblings Novels & Stories

Michael was the one who turned to greet us as I extended my hand to greet him. ‘Dad, this is Emelia. Emelia, meet my father and brother Michael” Liam introduced us as I extend my hand to greet his father. “Goodness you look exactly like your sister. One can’t tell that you are her twin.” Liam's father said as I swallowed hard forcing a smile on my face. “Yes. I can’t believe that she is different. When I met her earlier, I couldn’t believe it that she is your sister” Michael added as I looked at Liam/

He then clears his throat like he is preparing me for what is to come, “My name is Micheal. Micheal Hanson. But since we are siblings, you can call me Mike.”

Lea's POV ***let me continue the narration*** That was the way Jake and Phil met for the first time. There was no way for them to know that they were very intricately connected. In fact, their connection was biological. Phill was Jake's older brother, and Jake was one of his younger siblings. They had a little baby sister, who was at this time a full-fledged teenager. Her name was Mercy.

“Michael? Who gives a shit about Michael?” Michael was one of Gamma Paul’s sons. He was a senior whereas I was currently a freshman. He was part of the football team, though not the quarterback, but he acted like it. There were girls falling at his feet and he thought they should kiss the ground he walked on. It was stupid, since everyone knew that Farris was going to be Gamma, not him. No matter how much Gamma Paul complained to Dad. “He said you were fighting with his little sister. Again.” “I didn’t do anything!” I frowned and added, “…today.”

"Is it like... do you have many brothers and sisters that I don't know about?" Michael let out a low, rough rumble from his chest, his jaw setting as he began to list his siblings. "Actually, we are three brothers and one sister in total," he revealed calmly, a hint of familial pride flickering across his stony features. "My two younger brothers are regular alphas ruling their own territories, and I am the only Lycan among the males, while the girl is a fierce warrior who leads her own squads. The youngest brother currently stays far away with my aunt, and the truth is, she can be a bit troublesome and unpredictable sometimes. So you have to be completely careful about her when she arrives."

“Beat the hell out of him and get him off my yatch.” Dax hauled Tyler away while he protested weakly. Sophie finally pushed her way in. “Wait…hold up a sec. Can someone explain what's going on to me?” “Yeah,” Jade chimed in, glaring at Liam. “And who the hell are you calling princess?” I gestured towards Liam, still trying to process everything, “He's Michael’s half-brother.” Sophie’s jaw dropped. “Shut up.” “Not kidding,” Liam said easily. “What a family reunion, right?”

She definitely loves her son. She also looks at the profile of Michael’s brother, Shawn. He works as a director in the family’s company. He is 5 years younger than his brother. Unlike his elder brother, he has a very care free attitude and an outgoing personality. He is the definitely the funny one in the family. Despite this, he is also known to be very intelligent and more emotionally intelligent than his brother. He loves and respects his brother.

he answers after a moment. A chill races down my spine. I really have been down here for a long time, but that’s not what upsets me the most. August seventh is… “It’s my birthday,” I mumble quietly to myself. The confession almost makes me cry, a sudden wave of homesickness threatening to pull me under. I think about my siblings at home; my twin’s sister, Alessandra, and my little brother, Jovito, and eldest Alexander Oliver. I think about Mom and Dad, all my aunts and uncles and cousins. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always spent my birthday with them, surrounded by their love, laughter, and smiles. I worry about Alessandra, specifically. She’s my closest sister, my closest confidant,

I sit up slowly. Samuel Thomas. Michael’s younger brother. The black sheep. The one who walked out of this family three years ago after a fight so ugly it left scorch marks on everything, walked straight out the front door of this penthouse into a December night without his coat and got on a plane to Paris and did not look back.

Miska winked, teasing her sister. Hearing her brother's wish, Michael pinched her cheek. Born into the Syailendra family, which people say is already rich with seven generations, Michael lives in wealth. Moreover, he is the first of three children and the only son, therefore almost all of his family's companies are currently holding him because his father had a stroke. His two younger siblings did not want to continue the family business and chose to realize their dreams, Miska, who is a professional model, will now become one of the iconic fashion models to be held in Paris. While, his younger sister Melody Andrea Syailendra became a surgeon. "So you came to your brother's party tonight, ri