Seventeen Siblings Novels & Stories

It was no doubt that every time we went on a vacation, the security and staff required ten times more rooms than my family! “Come on Aron, Rain, Deiter,” mom called out, now giving me really worried look. And my brothers (Aron -- almost eleven years old, Dieter – six years old) and sister (Rain – eight years old) ran out of the plane, laughing and playing with each other. Four nannies ran after them to ensure they don’t run on the tarmac. While four more nannies came out with my youngest siblings – Myra and Samara who were just over three years old.. Yep, I have six siblings, including my twin brother Jared. We are a big family! “Are you really alright?” mom asked with a concerned look as sh

Watch a n d learn —he said a n d grabbed the shot t o drink it down in one gulp. The three girls roared with laughter at Aháva's astonished face. "Don't be a baby," Lauren teased. "That's the trouble with being a n only child." You don't learn the good things in life," Alicia commented. "And the one with seven siblings says so," Jessica pointed out. -Exact. a n d because I have seven older brothers, I dare t o say that I know a lot of things. My brothers took care of bringing m e up t o date,” the Latina explained proudly.

Living in a family of seven siblings has never been easy for anyone. And so does for me. Elder siblings are technically parents to younger siblings who don't have to give birth in order to take care of them and unluckily I'm the oldest. I have two brothers and four sisters which all act like two year olds despite the youngest is also three year old. I grew in a large family which is more chaotic than being in a club. It's not like I mind them and they all are very dear to me until my brothers annoy me and my sister's sneak into my vanity!

It’s not every day the husband that you thought was dead comes walking up, or flying in his case, to your doorstep. I’m pulled from my reverie when Aria asks me something. “Hmm?” I ask. “I asked if you have any siblings back at Bright Moon Pack,” she repeats. Oh, I have siblings all right. Twelve of them to be exact. Whom, I have never met. I’m going to have to remedy that soon. “No. I have no siblings back at Bright Moon,” I answer her, but don’t elaborate. She must have sensed I was holding back because she asks, “Do your siblings live elsewhere?” I sigh. I don’t think it’s a secret that I have twelve brothers. I might as well tell her. “I do. Twelve brothers that I have never met,” I say.

She’s never complained once over getting new siblings, even though Allie and I have said that Emmet was the last one. We now have Athena and Alec who are both 15, although Athena looks like she’s in her start twenties and acts like she’s 50 sometimes, Brenan and Benjamin, twins, who are 12, Callie who is 8, Davina who is 3 and Emmet who is 1. We have our hands full, and we’re not having anymore now. “Thena!” Davina squeals coming into the nursery with her siblings, Alec coming last with a smile.

Some of my brothers are like Cassius, when they woke up, they went straight to the kitchen and eat. We are the seven siblings that live in the same house, being with them for almost twenty-four years and I can notice a lot of similarities and differences in all of us. The youngest one who is Jude was stubborn but acted like an older man. In contrast to Cassius, he was the second oldest but acted like a child. He's so childish and he's the prankster in the house.

"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

"Mom!" I run to the living room, after I turned the stove off. I was trying to make pancakes for my children but how can I do that in peace? "What is it Selena?" I ask as I see her chasing her brothers around the living room. Selena Phyllis is thirteen years old. Her eldest brothers, Octavian and Alexander, love to pick on her. "They took my phone again mom!" She exclaims as she jumps over the couch to try and cut of Octavian.

But if there was one thing I’ve been taught, been prepared for since I was young, it is to never meddle with people far beneath our status. A rule so mindlessly, relentlessly broken by Sebastian Hughes, the golden boy, the favorite, the supposed-successor– my brother. It has been three years and father still looks at me as the spare-heir. A sad, inferior copy of Bash. And my mother cannot look at me without seeing the son she had lost over a girl much like August. The game ended with a final score of 13-08, in favor of Royce's team. Admittedly, I didn't play my best.

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.