Novel & Cerita Sibling Rivalry Patreon

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

" You also happen to have a wife and kids too and I know your story and I know that or do you guys have is rare. That's why I'm a fan of you and your family. I just don't know how to not want what you have and get jealous at the same time." "Your siblings and we are special siblings because we are twins. I know that we've missed out on a fight as kids but what I need to let you know is that I celebrate what you have achieved and I hope that you can do the same for me because we have to be each other's champions even though they try put us against each other at the end of the day we all each other has."

I laughed, reassuringly placed my hand on his shoulder, and looked into his eyes. "Don't worry, Uncle Abel. Ian and I have made peace. He cannot give me a siblings challenge even if he wants to be on top. For him to fight me, he would have to come up with Two hundred and sixty million crons, buy a challenge and fight me with no handicap." I said, and the man's eyes widened, and he frowned at me. "That expensive?" He asked, and I nodded. "yes, the amount keeps appreciating," I told him, and he was shocked.

Blake's POV The fundraising was ongoing. I still haven't seen my baby, and it's making me uncomfortable. Thousands of dollars have been donated already. The fundraiser mentioned a donation of fifty thousand dollars from someone I don't care to know, and the attendees applauded him. My eyes were still roaming around to spot my brother. Then, one of the Patrons of the event was trying to get my attention. He was a distraction. I don't want to be rude, but then. I just nodded politely to what he was saying when I heard another donation of fifty thousand dollars.

“What do you mean?” The priest hesitated, then leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Elianna is not your true sister by blood. She was taken in as an infant, the child of another. Your parents raised her as their own, out of compassion, but she was never told. When she discovered fragments of the truth years later, bitterness consumed her. She saw you as the chosen one, the rightful heir, while she was merely the shadow. That bitterness has now grown into hatred.” Clara’s breath caught in her chest. The words felt like stones crashing down around her. “Not my sister…” she whispered.

“I prayed so hard. I’ve been praying to get to you before you get killed by someone else. I wanted to be the one to do it… I will kill you in the most painful way possible. My dad, he only wanted to put food on the table for my sister and me. She’s just 4, and she’s sick. I dropped out of high school, started working to pay for her bills with the little my father could add, but it wasn’t enough.” “One day, we heard that there’s an organization named Umbra that pays thousands of dollars just for one fight. My father was thrilled; good luck was finally shining on us. That money would be enough to pay for my sister’s transplant, and she’d be pain-free for once in her life since she was born. He

The screen filled with an endless scroll of wire transfers, every single one made out to Anna Blackthorne. The most recent was just three months ago. Half a million dollars. The note read: Happy graduation trip, little sister. I remember that day. I'd just lost a massive international deal. The losses were crippling. The family elders were already calling for my head. But when she'd called, whining and begging in that little-girl voice, I didn't hesitate. "Sister, can you send me another half a mil? Rome is so expensive, and all my friends are going on a graduation trip. I don't want to be the odd one out."

I opened the door and walked out and faced the reporters. “Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.”

I retorted icily, "That land belongs to Aunt Patricia. You have no claim to it." "She only has a daughter! What use does she have for the bounty? My brother is still in the healing ward. If you take the credits and run to another pack, what happens to us? As his brother, I should hold his assets." "That’s a convenient 'plan,'" I said. They were after the redevelopment payout. At that moment, Landon stepped out of the hall. He glared at them. "Look who crawled out of the gutter. Do you want a repeat of the pain I gave you last time? Or would you like a permanent stay in the healing ward with fractured legs?"

“Do you really think… they’re talking about me? “Check your social media, Yuna.” The moment I finished speaking, the voices around us grew louder. “This whole family is unbelievable, completely heartless. Favoritism doesn’t even begin to cover it.” “If you ask me, people like this… if they die, so be it. At least the younger sister would finally have some peace.” “And that sister of hers—what the hell is wrong with her?” Yuna’s expression began to shift. She hurriedly pulled out her phone and opened her social media.