Seventeen Siblings Novels & Stories

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.

"Okay, Daddy, hurry up and call them. I miss my brother." She clapped her hands excitedly, now interested in everything. Benjamin switched the phone page to the contacts page and made a video call to Mark. The four brothers lived in the same apartment and were having dinner at this time. "Big brother, Mark, it's Hannah. I see brother. Wow wow wow, my brother are so handsome, my brother are so humorous, my brother are so dashing?" Mark: "..." Looking at his silly little sister. What the heck was she saying?

Ethan’s POV Seventeen grueling years had passed since their little sister was snatched from right under their noses. The loss of June had carved out a hollow space inside the Valli brothers. She had been their absolute world. At eleven years old, Ethan had been entirely powerless to stop the kidnapping, forced to watch his family shatter alongside his younger brothers—Julian, who was only eight at the time, and Roman, who was just six.

Elara’s POV Time had a way of transforming everything while keeping the most precious things untouched. Fifteen years had passed since that rainy morning when our fifth child, Isabella, entered the world. Our family was no longer just growing—it had blossomed into something extraordinary. Aurora, now twenty-two, was finishing her degree in business management, already showing the same sharp instincts her father possessed. Lucas, nineteen, had taken after Damien in more ways than one—tall, intense, and fiercely protective of his siblings. Sophia, seventeen, was a vibrant artist with a kind heart that lit up every room. Elias, fifteen, was the athlete of the family, always leading his siblings

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.

After graduating from college, I set out to make a new life in Kingshaven with my parents, who had just wrapped up over two decades of teaching in an underserved rural community. To our surprise, as soon as we stepped off the train, we ran straight into Kingshaven’s infamous little tyrant. She clearly had a woman’s appearance, yet she kept insisting she was a man. Of course, I glanced at her a couple of times. “What are you staring at? Never seen a man before? I can’t stand women like you, using your looks to seduce men wherever you go.” We had only just arrived in the capital, so I did not want any trouble. I took my parents by the arm and turned to leave. As I turned, however, she sp

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.

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.

Scarlett smacked his arm, saying, “How is horny a clear description of the Wright men?” “Hey, we are four siblings. My dad was busy,” Kaleb suggested with a smirk. “Do you know how many children my older brother has? Four. Yeah, he was busy too!” “And I’m telling you now, we are going to be super busy -” Scarlett was already laughing at his suggestion, her face burning. Just when she thought the man was only playing jokes, she heard Kaleb say, “Do… you remember the conditions I set… should I show up at your parent’s house?”

If they failed in this, they would be failures as brothers. Jeffrey pondered for a while before opening a chat group named "The Seven". The chat group was currently flooded with messages, most of them sent by Leon Carver, his youngest brother. Celebrity Carver: "Hey, guys, stop playing dead! Look at how my rivals are destroying my reputation! Can you really bear to let that go on?"