Real Sister Brother Novels & Stories

“There is no brother for me, no parents… and I am no one’s wife anymore. Now get ready to meet the new Sia.” Just then, there was a soft knock on the door. Sia opened it. Standing in front of her was her elder brother, Rudra Oberoi. The hatred burning in Sia’s eyes pierced Rudra’s heart, sending a sharp pain through it. He was about to speak when Sia said coldly— “Did you need something from me, Mr. Oberoi?”

I added mockingly, "Great !" My dad let out a low chuckle and shook his head, "No, not a stepbrother." Okay seriously WHAT ? He gave me a sly look, "Looks like your mother wasn't so honest with you, was she ?" I swallowed hard, my wide eyes went back to Roman, finally making sense of the weird familiarity of his face. "Roman is your real brother."

Juan As I stand in the kitchen, preparing a meal for my pregnant wife, the aroma of spices and herbs filling the air, my phone rings, breaking the calm of the moment. With a quiet gesture to Stacey, I answer the call, my voice low and composed as Roger informs me about the reports of Rafael. “Sir, I'm afraid to say but the news is not fake.” I listen attentively, the news he shares sending a shockwave through me – Rafael is not a step-brother, but my real brother.

It wasn’t her father. It was someone younger. Mid-thirties maybe, with the same piercing blue eyes and sharp jawline that haunted every old family photo. Jax looked from the screen to her. “Who the hell is that?” She whispered, “My brother.” The words tasted like a confession she’d been hiding from herself. “You never told me you had a brother.” “I thought he was dead,” she said, voice breaking. “He was dead.” But there he was—alive, breathing, and looking straight into the camera like he could see her through it.

I glared at my brother. "Are you stalking me?" I'm beyond pissed. "Don't flatter yourself brother, It's Zach, he's been snooping around a lot." He pushed a glass towards my direction pouring vodka in his glass before passing it over to me. I pushed the glass back, I'm not going to have a drink with him like we are cool. We are not. "You can't blame him, you killed his sister, your wife," I yelled at him. "Ex and she committed suicide." Oh, I almost forgot the lie.

"Your brother is Frank Harper? The CEO of that famous super-large company? But isn't your last name Harris?" "He’s the son of my mother's first husband. After his father died, my mother married my father and I was born. So, yes, Frank Harper is my brother. We have the same mother." "Is it true?" Hailey's smile turned wry, especially when many viewers sent positive comments and pressed the love sign. "You're so lucky." "Yes, I am lucky to have a brother who is very kind and loves me. And you know that?" Barbara grabbed the ID card on the side table. There was only a photo of herself, her name, and also the words Savior Group on it.

Marcus' POV “Is it weird that i think about my brother-in-law fucking me, Merlina.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. Low, sharp, and very, very real. I’d buried it for months, maybe longer, telling myself it was nothing but a reckless thrill I’d never act on. But now it was out, and saying it aloud felt like handing someone the match to burn everything down. A match just landed in the hands of my best friend, Merlina.

and allow my wife to abandon me on our wedding day to be with another man. Before I could even react, another person burst in through the door. It was my older sister, Hillary Sloane. The moment she stepped inside, rather than showing concern, she started scolding me. "Ivan Sloane, can't you be more understanding? Your brother is lying sick in the hospital, and all you can think about is marrying Lenora. "You're heartless. If it weren't for Gideon, do you think you'd even be standing here today? You shouldn't be so selfish. Can't you just let him have this?"

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

Alex’s gaze bounces between us, then when it locks on Vincent, he immediately recognises. “You,” he says, voice cracking. “You’re… you’re the fiancé.” Vincent says nothing. Just stands there, breathing hard, jaw locked tight. Alex looks back at me. “This is why? This is why you ended it? You said you weren’t ready...” “Don’t,” I whisper. “Alex, please...” He lets out a short and broken laugh. “My parents flew in tonight. Business partners with yours. They’re all downstairs tomorrow for the rehearsal dinner. And you...” He gestures at me, then at Vincent. “You’re fucking your sister’s fiancé two days before the wedding.”