Novel & Cerita Sebastian Stan Siblings

he interrupted me. I was deep in my thoughts for a second, then I finally looked up. "That means your mother wasn't his real mother." "I'm afraid you are right, Delilah. Sebastian and I are half-brothers. Dad never told us, and they died with this secret." Simon shook his head as if he was disappointed. "I see." We were startled to hear a deep voice coming from behind. We both turned around at the same time and saw Sebastian standing by the door.

“Or rather, he decided to claim me.” There was something bitter there. Something unsaid, but obvious between the lines. “Is that man Peter’s father too?” Karen ventured. “Yes.” Sebastian took another sip. “Marcus Sterling. Casino magnate, admired philanthropist, exemplary family man.” The sarcasm dripped from every word. “With a legitimate wife and a legitimate son. And a bastard hidden away in an orphanage.” Bastard. The words hung in the air between them. Karen understood them. The coldness. Anger that was barely restrained. The way he had said he hated Peter. They weren’t just brothers—they were brothers divided by legitimacy, by acceptance, by years of accumulated resentment.

I rested my head on his shoulder, pulling up my bare feet to rest on the couch "This sucks. A lot. And it doesn't help that our family's aren't supportive, either." Sebastian laughed "Especially my family. They're fucked up. My Dad only cares about how much money is in the bank account, my Mom only wants to engage because she either feels bad that I wasn't meant to be born or wants to make sure that I'm exactly like my perfect brothers. And my siblings think I'm a selfish mess. But, you know..." He gave me a weak smile, though I could still sense the pain in him. "At least you knew who your mother was your whole life. I mean, I learned Italian for no reason." I joked.

My voice trailed off. She stiffened, and I knew I’d struck a nerve. “Sebastián?” she asked slowly. I leaned in, tone sharper. “Yes. Who is he, Renata? I need the truth. No lies. We’ve come too far to be hiding anything from each other.” She hesitated, her eyes flickering briefly to the ring box before she met mine again. Her voice was quiet, almost reluctant. “Sebastián is… Andrade’s stepbrother.”

Sebestian Will, the youngest son of Jonathan and Jasmine Will. He came from a wealthy and respected family. Even he is younger and pampered by all his older siblings, parents and grandparents he is still self- respected man with a talent and determination. The one thing Sebestian is waiting for now is his mate, Sebestian never date anyone and never sleep with anyone (or maybe he did but it's just a mistake). He is waiting for the one whom he starts his family, and he is sure the one is also waiting for him for sure.

“I found out why they took me.” I nodded, waiting. “My real father,” she whispered. “He’s Sebastian’s dad. Luca’s dad too.” I froze. Sabrina’s eyes shimmered. “I have two brothers, Shelly. Two. And I didn’t know. Not until.. until he showed me a photo. My mom was pregnant in it standing beside a man that looked like your stepdad but they were so young. But I knew it wasn’t Daniel. I knew.” My breath caught. “Sebastian?”

I have to focus on my actual goals. The wedding in Eviera. Sebastian said that he will be back tomorrow night from their Western territory. Just something to do with meeting his siblings, which I discovered that he had four: three brothers and a sister, their eldest one. Sebastian said he was the youngest and it made sense. He could be really selfish and a brat so he definitely is the youngest. I wonder if his other siblings would also interrogate me or put me under some initiation of something. After all, their Sebastian is kind of their baby.

"Sebastian Harrison, twenty eight years old, born October 14th, 1986 in Los Angeles, California to the proud parents of Garrett Harrison and Fiona Harrison, now Fiona Vaun. When Sebastian was thirteen, him, his older brother William and older sister Elizabeth moved to Tennessee to live with their mother after their parents' divorce, visiting their dad in L.A. during the summer. Sebastian quickly moved back to sunny ole California when he turned eighteen." "Sebastian has two brothers and one sister, as partially stated before." Skippy starts as he sets the file in his hand next to the one in front of me, pointing to the photos of Sebastian's siblings. "Oldest is Patrick Harrison, thirty four

“It’s late. I need to go.” The moment she stepped out, her mother’s voice carried down the hall. Susan was interrogating Sebastian in the living room. “Sebastian, tell me about your family. Are your parents still alive?” Sebastian sat upright, his expression calm. “My parents divorced. My mother lives abroad, my father passed away a few years ago. I still have a grandmother and a half-brother from my father’s side.” Evelyn’s pulse skipped. So he’d lost his father young too—just like her.

The other middle-aged man with calm eyes and a look similar to Sebastian’s should be his father, Fernando. Sebastian leaned back on the sofa, didn't raise his head, and faintly answered, "Uh-huh." Fernando looked at the cold back on the sofa,stared at Andrea, and without saying anything, turned around and walked towards the upstairs. Xavier stared at Andrea for a while, then walked over to her and grinned. "Hello,sister-in-law.I'm Sebastian’s younger brother,Xavier, and I'm currently a student of Bloom University.I just got in." He was stunned to hear that his brother had gotten married earlier.