Old Siblings Novels & Stories

If only they were still here, they could have helped me unlock the mysteries of our bloodline. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my son Daniel cheering on his kid sister Alex. It was heartwarming to see how close they were, just like my big brother Jack and I had been. We had been inseparable until we found our mates, but the bond between siblings never faded, no matter how much time passed.

“Like hundred?” I couldn't help but smile, utterly amused, as our children laughed, taunting Eduardo. “Aw, do you think daddy is that old?” Eduardo asked, smiling. “Maybe.” “I'm Thirty three.” He replied, to which Henry and Olivia giggled again. “Daddy is so old.” Olivia said, clasping her hand over her mouth as her giggles became louder. “No, I'm not old. Henry and Olivia are old.” He argued. “We are not old,” Henry argued. “We are five. Daddy is like seven times our age. That's so old.”

I slowly lift the silver star necklace out of the black box, having flashbacks from the day I lost it fill my head. (A/N: in step brother, I briefly explained in the earlier chapters that Jack used to bully amber all throughout high school, years before they were actually step siblings. This is why they "hated" each other prior to them moving in with each other. This is important, so keep this in mind) *Flashback to sophomore year of high school* Annoyance fills my body as my eyes land on Jack's from the end of the hall. I immediately choose to focus my attention elsewhere as I continue to walk through the spacious hallways alongside Nina.

“You could always move out. You kids expect us to be old dried-up prunes. Well, we aren’t. I still find your mother just as beautiful as the day I met her.” He was about to say something when his mom looked up at her husband. “Oh dear, how can you say something so sweet and embarrassing in front of our oldest. He just gets a bit squeamish seeing up be loving. That’s all honey.” “He’ll do better to remember that in order for him to have siblings or kids he needs to do these things.”

​The name Elder Marcus hung in the damp, stagnant air of the tunnel like a heavy shroud. ​Ryker’s eyes narrowed until they were mere slits of silver ice. He didn't move toward the girl; instead, he stepped back, his hand subtly guiding Elara further behind him. "Elder Marcus only had one child," Ryker hissed, his voice vibrating with a low, dangerous frequency. "Julian. I’ve known that family my entire life. Marcus never spoke of a daughter."

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she asked after a long silence, her eyes still fixed on the horizon. “Probably because Pops spoiled him. And Ma—being a mother—could never really say no to one of her youngest.” She turned her head toward Phillian. “One of the youngest?” “Yeah. Sacred, Sage, and Capri are the same age. They’re basically the babies of the family.” “What about your other siblings? I mean… what are they like?”

The light in our house dimmed forever. The triplets : Caspian, Silas, and Soren — were only sixteen back then, but they stepped up without hesitation. They called me their Little Star. They promised to protect me from every shadow. For years, they kept that promise. Caspian’s quiet strength made me feel safe. Silas’s steady presence grounded me. Soren’s warm laughter and playful affection made me feel truly alive. I loved them with every piece of my young heart. They weren’t just my guardians — they were my world. And for a while, I believed I was theirs too.

I said, watching Carter shake his head. “I went grocery shopping with my dad. I know how much children love gifts. I loved them too when I was a kid.” I told my brothers to thank Carter then I walked behind them, ruffling their curls endearingly. "These are Mike and Skyler; they are seven and identical twins, and his baby boy here is Ollie, five.” “You said you have four brothers though.” “Oh, yeah. I don’t know where their older brother is. He should join us for dinner.”