Sand Siblings Fanfiction

She has always wanted to live a peaceful life, but her life wasn't the same when her mom die ; when she was ten years of age and her elder sister running away from home when she was twenty years old. Her dad bringing a new wife with two kids was hell for her, for the past ten years. Living in the world without knowing her elder sister's whereabout for the past one year was a miserable feeling for her. Her step mom wasn't someone you would wish to have as a mom. Staying with her dad and step mom was a horrible daily bread according to her. She's Daphne Remington a twenty one year old lady who happen to be catering for her step siblings Anaya and Ariel Remington only, but got maltreated from her step mom on daily basis. However, what happened when she found herself in the most notorious clan around the world when trying to run away from home. Shocking it all, she found her elder sister in that same clan.

A Cinderella without a shoe? Lyra Thorne had been abused by her step mother and step siblings before being sold to Vander Clegane, The Alpha of Crimson pack as a treaty from her pack but then he turned out to be her mate and because of that, she thinks her life has changed only for her to be rejected in the walls of his room. Rejection makes her ruthless and years after, she is the unstoppable billionaire CEO of a human company, engaged to a another and only needs a partnership with a tech company to make her the most successful CEO in New York. But what happens when the CEO of that tech company is no other than Vander Clegane who has come to claim her back with a harsh truth that he never rejected her. It was his jealous twin brother. She has built her successful life base on lies, she must choose whether to keep it or embrace who she is, especially after his presence comes with a shocking revelation that she is a celestial wolf goddess meant to either destroy the supernatural world or save it.

After realizing that her new stepbrother was her one-night stand 'fish boy', a fantastic idea pooped up Isis Cepheus's brain. "Let's strike a deal, Sam" she demanded with a forced smile. Samuel Armani looked at her with an angry gaze, "What deal?" "Let's fake a date. If my mom and your dad sees we're in love, they'll get divorced" She opined. Samuel Armani wasn't foolish as to accept such ridiculous idea from the girl that made him lost the only gift his girlfriend gave him and almost made betray her . But since fate brought them together to meet as siblings again, after their first time chaotic meeting, he had no choice than to agree. However, as much as he wanted to hold himself back from assuming it was fake dating, the more he was drawning into his 'stepsister's' charm. First they had to hug tightly to oppress rivals. Second they had to kiss lightly in front of the parent. But nothing seems to be working not until they....

WE'RE BACK! Yes, your favorite cousins are back at it again, but this time it ain't about me. So, buckle up and grab your wine glasses, because it's gonna be crazy! Mina’s POV: Wait a damn minute. Am I in hell? Because if I am, I need to speak to HR. I didn't even get a chance to plead my case, give a reference or something. I'm about to start freaking out because, I'm not a “go to hell” and mean it type of person. I can't do heat for five minutes let alone an eternity. I feel like giving my life to save a baby and a man should have gotten me at least joint visitation six months in heaven and six months in hell. “Mina, are you awake?” I heard the voice quietly say next to my ear. I tried opening my eyes, but it felt like I had sand in them. I decided to try speaking, but only let out something that sounded like a sick animal. "Wait right there let me get you some water.” I heard a voice whisper again. Who the hell is that? I have heard that voice before but couldn't figure out who the hell it was. “! We need to move; they've found us.” The voice came again. Wait, what? Who the hell are they? I tried opening my eyes again, this time I managed to get them open enough to see the figure picking me up bridal style. Then the stranger turned his head to look directly in my eyes and I knew instantly who it was. “Blaze? You gotta be shitting me.” I said, obviously shocked. “Hey, can we join the party? I hope you are serving food because we are famished.” I heard a man say.

A Bad Boy and The CEO's widow Gendis Pravita Chua's life changed suddenly after her beloved husband died as a result of a heart-leaking illness. She thinks she must be strong and financially independent for her unborn child. Despite bagging her as a master of the business economy, she hasn't even bothered with the work after marrying farhan. Her husband's departure led her to be the sole heir of Pravinhaya Corporation. The inheritance of both parents was entrusted to Farhan and his younger siblings. She has been busy.with her company.and raised her only son. Till oneday she met a 20 years bad boy whom atrract to her and propose to marry her. After Varel fulfilled her 5 terms as the special wish of marriage, Vita stuck in her conditions. Their marriage living was not smooth. Varel's siblings always disturb her with alot of things to buy. Thought that their sister in law is rich. Think of their unhealthy marriage, Vita pretend to be bankrupt. Varel left her. At this condition Fauzi come to.propose her.

Theme: billionaire romance, contemporary romance, drama, revenge, second chance She married him to save her life. He married her to ruin hers. Aria Monroe never dreamed of marrying a billionaire — especially not Damian Voss, the cold-hearted tycoon with a reputation as dark as his past. But when a medical crisis with her grandmother threatens Aria’s life – her flower shop. she signs a contract marriage in exchange for the funds to survive and to fulfill her grandmother's wish Damian doesn’t believe in love — only leverage. And Aria? He’s convinced she’s the girl who destroyed his sister’s life months ago. Their marriage is a means to an end: revenge. But the deeper Aria is pulled into his twisted world of wealth, secrets, and scars, the more Damian realizes she might not be the villain after all… She might be the cure to the wounds he swore would never heal. Until a shocking revelation tears their fragile bond apart—and an unexpected twin, half siblings from Aria and Damian's past reappears, threatening everything they thought they knew.

If we psychologically damage an individual beyond repair, what will be the consequence of it? We all have a limit to the amount of mental and psychological stress we can take. Once the stress exceeds the limit, we’ll reach our breaking point. What happens after that is a mystery no one can solve, or is it? Lydia Johnson faces a similar situation. She is a complex young woman who faces a downfall stemming from the mental and physical abuse of her father and siblings, the negligence of her mother, and a chilling secret. From abused to loved, to abused again--that’s how life is for Lydia. Her family taught her only one lesson: emotions are for the weak and the weak don’t have a place in this world. With each kill, Lydia atones for the loss of her innocence by getting rid of another emotion and also rids the world of someone undeserving of her love and forgiveness. What lengths will she go to, for revenge, and prove her resilience? Will she ever be able to live her life like a normal person again? Or will she continue killing everyone until her own death?

“Is trusting you a sin?” Hannah asked. “It wouldn't have been a sin if you were nothing but sand under my feet. You’ve always had it all—the grades, the charm, the spotlight. Teachers adored you. Boys wanted you. Even James, the only one I ever looked at like that, fell for you despite your boring look.” Her best friend’s laugh was dry. Cruel. Hannah’s heart squeezed, her breath catching in her throat. “You think you’ve won?” she said, voice shaking. “Because you slept with my husband and fed him lies?” “I don’t think, Hannah. I won.” “You didn’t win. You settled. You crawled into my leftovers and tried to wear my skin like it would turn you into something better—but it didn’t.” --- On her first wedding anniversary, Hannah Reyes was drugged—by her husband and her best friend. The betrayal shattered her world, and cost her the one thing she was holding onto: her unborn child. The next day, still lying in a hospital bed, her husband handed her divorce papers... then ordered her thrown out. Lost, bleeding, and alone, she was hit by a car. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. The driver? Matthew DeLacruz—her husband’s former friend, now bitter enemy, and a man he once scammed. And Matthew made her an offer she couldn’t ignore: "Be my vice president, and I’ll help you destroy him." What began as revenge turned into something else, something thrilling, empowering, and dangerously beautiful. And just when she thought she had nothing left to lose, Matthew made her a different offer: Marriage. Now Hannah must ask herself: Can she truly trust again? Or will this new beginning become just another ending?

Ronald you have to stop, you are my brother, we shouldn't be doing this," Arya whispered in her brother's ears as his hands traced her smooth legs, moving slowly upwards to her hidden cave. We shouldn't be doing this, yet you are holding me tight, we shouldn't be doing this yet you are dripping wet and you can't push me away, admit it, Arya you want this as much as I do, I know it's wrong but we can't help it," Ronald muttered, his hands finally touching her treasure, he caressed it gently making sure she enjoys every bit of it. Ronald!! She moaned with her eyes closed and her fingers digging into his skin. Yeah, louder sis," he said softly sucking on her neck and making sure to leave hickeys. Ronald and Arya Benson are blood siblings but couldn't stop themselves from growing deep erotic feelings for each other despite being under the same roof with their parents. Will their parents find out their secret? Will their love be accepted by the society? Let's find out!!!!!!!

My name is Aria Monroe, I turned eighteen yesterday. Guess what? I celebrated my birthday with my cellmate Amelia in a cell. Yeah I'm slave, I've been living as a slave since I was fifteen. Trust me I don't know where my mother or father or siblings are. I don't even know if they are alive or dead. Ever since my own family sold me to slavery, I deleted them from my heart forever. I only have one family and that's Amelia, she's been good to me, she's like a sister to me, this is my story. "You're thinking again aren't you? " She's said." Yeah sometimes I'm usually lost thinking, not about my dumbass family but a way to escape this disgusting and smelling cell. "I'm sorry Elia, stop worrying about me ok, you know I'm always planning on escaping here with you" I said.