Seventeen Siblings Novels & Stories

Vivian didn't know how to respond this time. She couldn't understand Kate's way of thinking at all. Steen and Stanley were indeed siblings, but they were only half-brothers. The two had different mothers, and even siblings born to the same parents didn't always have the same IQ. Some of them might be geniuses, but some of them might not be smart enough. Vivian believed in such a theory, and that was why she couldn't understand why Kate would have such thoughts. "By the way," Kate suddenly spoke again when she got no response from the younger girl. “Stanley will be seven years old in three weeks, and we will be throwing him a birthday party at a hotel then. You will help me prepare for the pa

They are my siblings, that’s all there is to it. Elman is sixteen; he’s the eldest among twelve, and he’s really tall. He’s their big brother whenever I am away. I was in fifth grade when Elman was adopted. Next is Rosy, the second in command—as Elman calls her—and she’s fifteen. Then Spencer, he’s thirteen and the biological brother of Jenny, who is eleven years old. Jenny is followed by Jim, the smartest one at the age of ten. Then Clay and Michelle: they’re both nine. The younger ones are Kurt, Tracy, Kit, Martin, and Mirabelle, with a year gap between each. I can still remember the times when each of them came into our house... Seconds later, I hear the other kids’ footsteps coming from

Kyle, so how could she doze off? Jayden said, "My grandfather is still around, and other than my parents and my aunt's family, I have a younger brother and a younger sister. My sister is just one year older than you and my brother is Julien, whom you have just met." "Jayden, even your younger sister is older than me, don't you think I'm a bit too young for you? You really have to treat me better from now on, otherwise, I will not take care of you when you are old." Although she said so, Silvia envied Jayden for having so many siblings.

“Ralph can’t he knows and loves you as we all do. Kendall is sending his Gamma. I’m sorry you felt the need to do this.” “I’m sorry I should have trusted fate more. I’m sorry sister” They cry holding each other. Sam runs in clearly having felt Kelly’s pain. I never understood siblings, being an only child. But these three are different. Rebecca, Mary and Anna were born first and tightly together, then it looked like Max and Vicki had quit having kids.

Their children, Aiden, Liam, and Elara, were now four years old, each one bursting with unique personality traits that made every day an adventure. Aiden was the eldest of the triplets by just a few minutes, but he wore his "big brother" title with pride. With his tousled brown hair and piercing blue eyes, he was the picture of determination and protectiveness. Aiden had an innate sense of responsibility that often led him to look after his siblings and cousins, ensuring they stayed out of too much trouble.

Britney pushed open the doors of the Seventh Club, heading to the VIP suite on the seventh floor. Although there weren't many people, Britney didn't want to be careless on this rare night of indulgence. Karsyn and Andreas, the two siblings, were already inside. The two siblings were hugging each other, going crazy inside, having a blast. Britney walked in, covering her ears. Wherever these two siblings went, there was joy. But, well, this singing... She had never heard anything good from them since they were young... She didn't know who they inherited it from. It was truly torturous to listen to...

He throws his hands up in surrender, “Whoa, whoa, not like that. I’m saying it sucks because according to Gia she’s only seventeen. She won’t be able to sense you guys yet.” Before the conversation can go any further, we hear the cheery voice of our sister. “We’re not done talking about this yet.” They both nod. “Not done talking about what?” My sister whines, she hates being left out and as future Alphas there are just some things she can’t know.

I muttered. Leon shifted the subject, leaning in closer. "So, do you have any siblings back in Boston? Anyone who’s wondering when you're coming home?" "Unfortunately, no," I said. "It’s just been me. What about you? Are you an only child too?" "Just one sister," he said, his expression softening. "Well, my half-sister. She’s seven and attends the RavenBane elementary school down the road." "That’s so sweet. I bet she’s a total angel."

he repeated, his eyes on my brother as the sword master intervened, saving the young recruit from a beating. “My eldest brother,” I answered the unasked question. “Tarragon is my eldest sister. I have another brother, Arbor, who has chosen the traditional dragon way of life, and then there is myself, and the twins Val and Cara, then my sister Shara, who will be coming here next year. After Shara, there is Basil, Yarrow, Tyme, Lea, Kale, and the baby, Sorrel.” He had turned to look down at me his head tilted to the side. “That’s… a lot of siblings,” he said slowly.

Andromeda, or Andi to family and close friends, sat alone. All eleven of these siblings were a perfect blend of their parents. Bright with amber-colored eyes from their dad and pale skin with a dusting of freckles from their Irish mom. Their hair ranged from mahogany to dark honey, all with red undertones. The brothers were all around or above six feet, even twelve-year-old Leo already stood at six feet even. They all looked like their parents. Like each other. But the sibling who was missing looked nothing like them. She had been marked by the Moon Goddess to stand out from the others in her family.