Seventeen Siblings の小説・ストーリー

I said while laughing lightly. “Oh fuck! How did your dad react to that?” she asked with big eyes. “I’m not really sure how it all went down since I was born four years later, but my dad raised my siblings as his pups. My brother, Jacob, is the Beta for my brother Briar. My dad loves all of us equally.” “How does Jacob feel about being the oldest yet being the Beta?” “Jacob loves it and he works well with Briar. I tend to fight with Jacob because our personalities are really similar and we solve problems with our fists.”

Now that I'd become a part of this brood, there was nothing I wanted more than to be a part of something bigger. Ironically, the family didn't stop with the four gorgeous guys-they each had a counterpart in the Wright family. Joey Wright and Moby were best friends with almost identical personalities. Jacob, better known as Jake, was Brooks's sidekick, and Landis and Julie had some weird platonic thing going that every one of Landis's girlfriends was jealous of. I wasn't sure who they showered with more protection, poor Julie, or me-she was the baby; I was the victim. Having six large men watching me, daring people to glance in my direction just so they could intervene was overwhelming. Lucki

Jared, now 17, was on the brink of graduating high school, having grown into a smart, handsome young man with a heart of gold. Lorenzo, at 13, was the family’s biggest troublemaker. Skylar and Pietro had lost count of the times they’d been called to his school due to his mischievous antics. Yet, beneath his rebellious exterior, Lorenzo was a sweetheart, and fiercely protective of his siblings. Aurelia, at nine— almost ten years old, was the princess of the house. An absolute daddy’s girl, she possessed a level of sass and confidence that often left everyone surprised.

Chapter 36 Under the rain “Do you have a family, Leo?” Annalise asked out of the blue while they were both in the living room, waiting for Gabe. “Me? I can’t say a family. Maybe relatives?” He replied, unsure about it. Annalise never had a chance to ask him about that. “What do you mean?” Annalise asked with confusion. Leo sighed heavily. “I have siblings. But they have their own lives now. After our parents died we all separated lives. I was only 15 years old back then,” he discussed with a weak smile. She couldn’t take her eyes off him.

“Mom, Dad, Helen’s family situation is a bit different from ours. “There are seven people in her family—her mother, three siblings, and herself. She’s the third oldest. None of them are related by blood. Her mother adopted them. But emotionally, they’re as close as any real family.” He paused before adding, “There are also two little twin boys. They’re five years old, and they’re my eldest sister-in-law’s children. She had them before marriage. Just a heads-up, so you’re not surprised when you see them.”

Don’t get me wrong, I love my family, but man, my siblings are little tornadoes wrapped up in cuteness. Faith is now seventeen, then there is Samael, he is fifteen, next we have the twins Joy and Mercy, they are thirteen and then there is the baby of the family, Sonny he is ten. Mom and dad agreed that there will be no more kids. We are all loved equally. When I moved out, the twins clung to my legs. Faith was pulling me back, Samael had me in a headlock and Sonny, well, he had me around the waist. Something tells me they didn’t want me to go. I chuckle at the memory as I look at the picture from that day. I laugh because my face is a damn picture. Like a cry for help. But I wouldn’t have th

“Or 3 like Ivy. Or 1 like February.” _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ “7’s gonna be 7,” I said. Smiling. “And you’re gonna be her big brother. Forever.” “Good,” Alex said. Nodded. Serious. “Because 7 needs big brothers. And sisters. And Bear. And Dada. And you. And Susan. And Margaret. And Lily. And donuts. Sometimes.” “Always,” I said. _Silence. Bathroom. 8:23 PM._

However, my voice sounded more surprised and pleased than I’d like, so I wilt and cover my mouth. Julian laughs low, pulling my hand away, revealing my lips, which insist on rising in an enthusiastic smile. He slides his fingers along my wrist and palm until they finally intertwine with mine. “I have many siblings. Five, actually. Although only one is a girl.” He says, looking at our joined hands. “Jeremiah is 29 years old. His personality is terribly similar to my father’s. I’d say he looks older than he really is because of the wrinkles from frowning so much. He’s extremely serious; it’s hard to see him laugh, and I definitely can’t imagine him making a joke... Actually, that would be cree

I asked. “No one really.” “Huh?” I asked, confused.” “We’re triplets, all seventeen,” he said with a chuckle. “Technically, Sam is the oldest, then Kierra, then me.” “What’s it like growing up as one-third of a set of triplets?” “We’re pretty close, and my brother and sister are awesome, even if they can be annoying sometimes. Kierra is really bossy at times, and I swear Sam lives to embarrass me.” I laughed. “Yeah, siblings can be like that.”

he replied with nostalgia clouding his gaze, "I had a family or have. They're still alive. I have an older brother and a younger sister." I never had siblings growing up so the concept always intrigued me — I was content with what I had, though, never wanting a sibling. Looking at how things turned out, not having a sibling was probably for the best, "Tell me about them." "My brother, Phillip, is twenty. He was excited when he got into Columbia since he got to move out of state. My sister, Maddie, she's sixteen. You know, that irresponsible time in your life where you make the worst fucking decisions even when you know you better deep down." Julian watched me closely as I moved around the ki