Older Brothers Younger Sisters Novels & Stories

I raised my foot and stomped the life out of it and that is just how my brothers caught me. "I told you guys that she'd kill it?" I turned to Brandon, my brother who's a year younger than me. He was standing at my bedroom door with my other five older brothers. Liam and Max who're 23, Zack and Mike who're 20 and Oliver who's 17 same age as Brandon. As you might have guessed by now, my brothers are twins.

Yes, they were way older than him, so they scolded him first for hiding such an important thing from them for this long and reached here to check whether Brandon really deserved a second chance or not but not before kissing his ass for sure. At that moment, Brandon was sitting in front of the round table, surrounded by all his three brothers-in-law. Out of which, two were younger than him by age, while Oscar was a year older than Brandon. “Whatever will happen with you will remain with you. If you dare to gain sympathy from our sisters, then forget about your dream to have your flesh and blood.” Oscar said, to which Brandon nodded. Little did they know that Brandon's first priority was the m

"You can stay here for now. I have other matters to attend to. I'll come back later to see you." Samantha ordered her men to keep an eye on them and ensure they didn't go around spreading rumors. Samantha didn't believe a word the elderly couple had said and immediately sent someone to investigate. But what she discovered gave her the shock of her life. Her birth family favored sons over daughters. So, her parents had been shamelessly mooching off their two married daughters just to support their precious son. Samantha learned that she had three sisters. Her eldest sister was called Patty, while her second sister was Kitty. The third sister passed away shortly after being born, so she was un

“We? I wonder how many of you take part in this fucked-up gang.” “Plenty.” Her eyes gleam with amusement. “All of us you all bullied in school.” Mira and Jason’s gazes widen. Sandra doesn’t flinch. I lean back in my seat, a grin tugging at my lips. “Seems like the Sisterhood’s bond is strong because of a common enemy.” “It—” Isabelle starts. Benita raises a hand. “Enough!” Isabelle’s lips slam shut. I smirk. “Finally, Madam speaks.”

"My aunt says the youngest, Kian, is a good kid and might not even be related to the other brothers. Which to be fair is probably true, he doesn't look anything like them. But it's the older ones who are dangerous, Lloyd, Mason and Jacob beat up their last foster father just for telling them they weren't allowed to go out to a party." "Uh huh and mum said the oldest one wouldn't stop bringing random girls to the house. He's already got two kids by two different girls and wants nothing to do with either of them." Despite not liking Sally or her friends, Liv loves gossip and drama, so she is in her element trying to tell the better story. "Have you seen them?" Susie surprises me by asking. She

“Why does he get to stay here? They haven’t even had a wedding yet!” “Mind your own business!” Helen shot back. “Mom already said he could stay.” Richard stood his ground. “I’m your elder brother! Why shouldn’t I have a say in this?” Helen scoffed. “Excuse me? I was brought home first—I’m your elder sister!” “I’m older than you!” “No, I am!” “Enough!” Evelyn, now fed up with their bickering, rubbed her temples and snapped, “Both of you, go to bed!”

Funny thing is I have four older brothers, and for each one of my brothers there's a Carter, each one of my brothers are best friends with a Carter of their age, born the same year around the same time. Everyone swears that this was Ella's and mom's plan. Our family and theirs are inseparable. But when mom fell pregnant with me, Ella was not with child, when I was born everyone was ecstatic that I was a girl, they called me their golden girl because finally after 8 boys a baby girl was born, yes yes oh so adorable. Not for me though, it's like I have 8 older overprotective brothers and they drive me crazy, even Ella and Alaric, a extra set of overprotective parents.

She didn’t look at all the type of woman who had given birth to five children. “And these are my sisters,” Creighton continued, showing her a portrait of two young women in their teen years. The oldest had dark hair that hung down to her waist as she stood next to her sister, her hands folded on the back of a chair, her eyes the same dark blue as the others. The younger girl sat sideways in the wooden chair. Her slender legs crossed at the ankle beneath an attractive dark-green skirt, her hands folded in her lap and her hair, much like her sister’s, was long and dark, draped across her shoulder. They both smiled, resembling their brothers and parents and Sandra couldn’t help but smile in ret

I know what Earnest has told me, but there’s no way to know for sure that what he’s said is true. “I have five younger brothers and two older sisters,” she tells me. She smiles when she mentions them. “What are their names?” I ask her as the first-course ends and the second one begins. “My sisters are Kenna and Brandy. They’re married and live in other packs. My brothers are Christopher, Jeremy, Benjamin, Ryan, and Blake,” she says. “And you’re close with all of your brothers?”

I'll answer all her questions. Uhm..Noah? Yes? How old are you? Am 24 years old and my is 20 years old. Wow! Am only 19 years old a college senior at NYC. I see, that's great Lilly. So? Can I call big brother Noah? He was a little shocked and surprised at the same time. He and his older brother was the only boys their mother only gave birth to, they don't have a sister at all. Yes you can call me older brother. I always wanted have a sister. Well now have one each tho not blood related but am okay with that.