Seventeen Siblings Novels & Stories

I shared my crabbing on the pier stories with him, including the way my sister would name and play with the crabs we caught, but never had a problem putting the crabs in the boiling pot of water when it came. “Holy s-,” he held his hand to his chest, “Your sister is brutal! What was she, like 5?” “Something like that, six or seven I think,” I stop in thought, “well right before seven anyway. We were seven and eleven years old when our parents separated. I remember because we always said we were Team 7-11 that summer.”

“That must be hard not having your father’s love.” “My uncle did his best to make up for what I lost with my father. I’ve not tried to speak to him since the night we left. I’ve promised that I’ll wait until he dies to take my place. I won’t try to kill him or steal control of the pack from him. He was old when I was born. I’m the youngest of seven pups, and my birth surprised them.” “So you have six sisters?” “That’s correct. Ava, Bethany, Sybil, Jenna, Jodi, and Maria.”

“Ah. I guess that’s probably a good idea.” “Yeah.” “So do you have any other siblings?” “Yeah. I have another older brother, Colby. He’s three years older than me, and a younger brother, Braxton. He’s three years younger than me. What about you? Any brothers or sisters." "Girl my family is so big we could be a small pack on our own.” “Seriously?” “Nah. I am the second youngest of ten though.” “TEN!” “Yeah. My parents mated right out of high school, and the first one of us was born within a year of being mated. Every two years another one of us came along. I have four older brothers, four older sisters, and one younger sister.”

They won’t stop talking. ‘I thought it was just us and Enzo.’ ‘Nope, Summer is here. AJ, Alexis, Autumn, Dermont, and Ashlynn.’ ‘What is going on? Why the fuck is Ashlynn there?” Dermont and Ashlynn were also my siblings. Ash was only eleven.

It all seems like a puzzle. I also asked him about his family and I got to know that Seven is actually a twin. He has a twin sister named Kenzie. We talked about his other siblings, his elder brother and their last sister Catherine before going back to bed. I moved closer to him as I traced my fingers on his chest, moving it down to his tattoo. I moved my tender fingers on it down to the bold written letter, C. Although his sister’s name is Catherine but this face looks nothing like the picture of his little sis he showed me.

The next few days were strange. We were tender with each other careful not to press too hard on the bruise forming between anticipation and loss. We talked about logistics. Dates. Time zones. We laughed more than necessary, like laughter could preemptively soften the ache. But underneath it all, something churned. One afternoon, I found myself staring at an old photo on my phone. Seventeen-year-old me. Seventeen-year-old her. Her arm slung around my shoulders. My smile reckless and unguarded. We looked like people who hadn’t learned yet how much loving could ask of you.

Arc One: Teenage Years — Seven Children Growing Fast Seven years after adopting the triplets and twins, the Harper-Emery household buzzed with a mix of teenage energy, sibling rivalry, and small victories. • Eliana (16) — thoughtful, protective of younger siblings, balancing academics and art. • Mateo (15) — adventurous, curious, a natural mediator between the triplets. • Lucas (13) — protective, slightly stubborn, loves coding and strategy games. • Adrian (13) — adventurous, outdoorsy, often dragging Theo into mischief.

” Whines Sebastian little sister, the youngest of them. Celine is 16 years old and a sophomore in the Westfield High School. She is a real teenage pain in the ass if you ask her older siblings, four big brothers at that. Since being the only daughter, their father spoils Celine more than is healthy. But let’s be honest, Sebastian and his brothers would do anything for their baby sister.

Best not to go in expecting enemies where I could find allies, though. “Just three, two brothers and a sister. We alternated– boy, girl, boy, girl– and I’m the second of us. My older brother is Bryan, then me, then Hunter, then the youngest and most spoiled is Elliana. Hunter seems to think that just because he got bigger than me, that makes him my big brother too, but I’ll always remember putting dresses on him when we were little. Do you have siblings?”

The original mahogany desk where their story began remained preserved in the private library, now a sacred family relic that sparked endless conversations among the younger generations. Isabella Black, at seventeen, had grown into a remarkable young woman. She possessed her great-grandmother Emma’s fiery spirit and sharp intellect, often spending hours researching family history, business strategies, and social impact projects. Her younger siblings — Alex (fifteen), Sophia (thirteen), and Lucas (eleven) — looked up to her as both a leader and a role model, creating a lively sibling dynamic that kept the household vibrant and full of laughter.