Sibling Lovers Novels & Stories

"What nonsense is this, Sophie? It's been two years! Of course I love you." "Fine, we love each other. We love each other as friends... as siblings..." she paused, seeing his gaze, which indicated how absurd what she had just said was. Siblings don't have sex, and that was something they had done frequently. "Okay, not siblings," she made an impatient gesture. "Let's say we love each other as a couple... but we skipped all the stages and started at the point where couples have already been together, have had children... like we're celebrating a silver anniversary or something." She sighed with regret. "We've never been passionate about each other, Kevin."

“Kayla and you never showed any sign of being this way…what were you thinking? She’s your sister…. We raised you as siblings.” “I never thought of her that way, and she’s never looked at me like that either…. We’ve liked each other since forever. We’re not siblings. Our parents just happen to be married. I don’t regret it, and I'm not about to say sorry for it, either. You fucked up our lives, you don’t get to dictate who I love.” Dane sparks back, caught in anger now his father’s choosing conflict and war. Dane has never been someone who takes well to direct hostility, and I tug at his arm to try and calm him down. Knowing the more Bryan riles up, the worse Dane will counteract and he most

Fleur's said while looking at the stars above them. "I will take you here whenever you wanted, If you want I will marry you here," Memphis said and turn aside to look at her, Fleur do the same then he kissed her forehead. "Really? I would love to marry you under the stars," She smiled genuinely. "Yes, I will do everything to marry you here!" He smiled back. "I Love You, Love" She said. "I Love You More, Love" He answered and they looked back at the stars. ****** "That night was the most beautiful night I ever had with you," Bitterly she smiles, "but——— that is also the night that Dad found out that I'm coming out with you," She nodded and tries to hold her tears but it just flows out.

Lazarus questioned. “Feel what?” Node was confused. “The misinterpretation of young love,” Lazarus answered. “What?” Node faces slightly blushed yet confused much more. “To me it seems both of them are just close friends nothing more, I'm actually talking from that boy’s point of view.” Lazarus took a glimpse at Sniffia then Peirce. “I don’t still understand… you—" Node's eyes rolled to Sniffia. “Have you tell her how you feel?” Lazarus cuts in.

Xavier's expression met mine, his gaze lingering on me. "He has a brother?" my parents asked simultaneously. "Yeah, Xavier is our second son and the youngest." Mr Alejandro replied. I stared at Xavier, our passionate night flashing in my memory, I looked away immediately swallowing hard feeling hot all over.

“Hayden talked to me also. For fuck sake, the dude was feeling down and I tried to cheer him up. Where were you, his supposed girlfriend, when the whole school called him a homophobic bigot?" That stung more than I expected because she was right. When I had cheated on Stephen, even though he was a jerk in our relationship, I shouldn't have slept with his brother who would in turn use me as a means to piss off Stephen. Then when it was out thea the two guys were fighting over me, it was fun at first till it came out that Hayden had been homophobic and I never wanted to be part of that heat. But that’s an open thing I was never going to admit to anyone, most especially Lilian.

“I’m Kyle. Nice to meet you, Camille.” I turned to Kyle and smiled because he remembered Camille's name, I once told him, I had a little sister named Camille. She gasped like she just won a lottery. “Woah, you know my name too, you really are perfect!” He chuckled. “Your brother told me.” She looked at me, then back at him. “Champ, I changed my mind.” I frowned. “About what?” “I don’t want to marry Ryan anymore.” Kyle blinked. “Wait— what are you even saying?”

“Don’t talk to me like that.” “Why? Because it turns you on?” Her silence said everything. I crossed the room slowly, deliberately. “I know you want me. So why are you running?” “Because we’re—” Her voice cracked. “We’re step-siblings.” “We’re not blood. Not even close. Our parents got married a year ago. You think that rewrites what we feel?” She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. I sat beside her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Tell me you don’t think about it. About us. About what we’d feel like… if we didn’t have to hide.”

“Doesn’t anyone else think they’re perfect for each other? Just look at their backgrounds—they went to the same schools from elementary to university, their career paths align so well, and even their looks are compatible. Anyone who knows them, speak up!” Once someone started the conversation, it snowballed into a flood of posts. Users began crafting an elaborate love story for Lena and Alaric: two heirs from similar family empires, forced to compete against each other, only to find love after one family’s downfall. The tale was so detailed it almost seemed real. Holding her phone, Lena opened the trending page and marched straight into Alaric’s office. “Is this the ‘not-too-outrageous’ topi

"Are you actually thinking about getting into something with him? Because Nicolas, I love you, but that's an incredibly dangerous game to play." "I am not asking you for a lecture, Aaron." "Oh, I am giving you one anyway." Aaron leaned against the desk, expression serious now. "You're about to marry his sister for God's sake. Do you understand what kind of mess you'd be creating if..." "That is not the issue, okay? I don't know what exactly it is like, which is the problem!" Aaron studied him for a long moment and then let his gaze soften. "Then explain it to me."