Seventeen Siblings Novels & Stories

But I'm sure he would've wanted me to stay strong for my family and move on. I'm 17 years old, happily finishing my last year of high school. I live with my mother and siblings; I have a brother of 16 years and 2 younger sisters of 8 and 7 years old. We live in a lovely apartment complex, on the 4th floor, in this grand city of New York.

"You have no idea. How appealing they can be." "Yeah yeah!!" He said and again guys laughed. "Don't tell me this time you are gonna find a poor girl for your contract marriage" Benjamin made fun of the past events that occurred. All of us seven are cousin brothers. Benjamin and Kashton, sons of my first aunt, Drystan and Noah my second aunt while Nicholas is my real brother and than Samuel son of our last uncle who is illegitimate. Some people are just born to be burdens. But all of us seven brothers work together upon each other and have fun. Each of us have our own shares in the company and we handle our own sections but still there are fight for more but we don't let the company affairs

The evening stretches ahead, time with my three favourite people in the world, my Maman, my Papa, and my sister, Julia. Today I was turning seventeen. Almost legal you could say. Last year was sixteen and it was blast and I had enjoyed the entire time with my friends and my parents and my cousins and all the relatives who had come. There was a huge party in our backyard. But that was so last year and this year I had grown a bit and I had told them that I just wanted to spend some time with my family and nothing over the top.

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"But hey, maybe if you knew you were perfect, you wouldn't want to spend time with me at all." "Oh I doubt that." I laughed. "Wanna go to the group and see what other people are doing to get thin?" "Oh I thought you'd never ask. Then we can have sex with the lights off." Yep, I'm definitely in love. Uma's POV Nineteen siblings. My father had twenty children. Where the hell were these other kids? How many were older? How many had I walked past and not even recognized? Did they all have his last name? How in the world could one person create this many children and not make an effort with any of them?

She was left with the responsibility to bring upon four sons and two daughters. Huge family.I've always thought how with those huge brothers and sister they always managed. As baba says, me and my brother were too hard to handle.We fight like we want to snap each other heads apart. Nevermind Dado herself had 9 siblings.That fact just spins my mind.But what can we do.I don't know how she survived with 9 people. So here I am in my home.With Dado, chachu(Uncle), phopho(Father's sister) and all family here for the occasion of Baba's Shaadi(wedding).

I said, " And I won't accept any apology, until you change this attitude of yours... I'm your brother... She's not your sister, she's the sister of the woman who tried to kill you and Nico and played on Heaven." " I know Pete... I know that very well... I don't accept her either... I don't trust the entire thing as well. I do have a very detailed opinion on the entire thing Pete but we won't go there. Just keep one thing in your mind, love, I have just one younger sibling... That's you... My brother... Pete... Talking about her; I am treating her like I would treat any kid younger than me. She doesn't take your place, neither for me nor for the oldies." I felt like tearing up with this words

"Stop, Nick. We're at school!" It was thrilling. It was exciting. The story of my Harem was like none other. It was with my beloved stepbrothers, all older than me and so, so handsome. How did we wind up in this fatal situation? Should I ever stop this? I'm his step-sister! "Nick, stop it. Please." "Shut up." Kissing me outrightly, he is hell-bent on snatching my breath away this morning. Nick is the third youngest of us six siblings. While my five brothers are heavy on social media, the people barely know that Framton Johnson has a daughter as well.

“There’s 4 of us. The Fitzgerald 4 as we like to call ourselves. Damien is the eldest he is 27, Cole is next he is 22, then there’s me who is 21 next week and Tate who is 9.” “Wow, 4 siblings that’s a lot.” “It is but I guess we never knew any different. And after mom and dad passed it was just the four of us. We fell into roles and routines and built a very strong relationship and bond between us all.” We are sitting in the living room now with coffee and my brownies. Kingston grabs one and I smack his arm. “Seriously you made me make extra so there would be some at home and you are now eating what I brought your parents and sister.” I laugh out and he smirks in that childish grin.

she explained. "Is that so? I almost believed it," I admitted. She giggled. "My brother likes to play mysterious. But, yes, there are seven of us siblings, but not all of us look like him." "Really? So there's some truth to it even though it's far from reality," I said. She thought for a moment. "Well, let's just say they're our half-siblings from my dad's second marriage. We're only three full siblings from our mom, and the other four are from my dad's new wife. They're step-siblings, technically."