Sibling Story Novels & Stories

Where did his niece get the confidence to touch the heartless Mr Ferguson’s ex-wife? Her husband's face darkened and asked, “Does my sister know about this matter?” His wife nodded her head and replied, “Yes. Honey, I don’t want to discuss this sensitive matter over the phone. Please come home early.” Her husband promised that he would come home early. Then they hung up. Mr Bale was absent-minded. He couldn’t believe his beloved sister would allow her daughter to destroy her niece. Their parents passed away when Mr Bale was thirteen years old and his sister was sixteen years old. His big sister was a gifted children’s book author. She started writing children’s books when she was twelve year

he answers after a moment. A chill races down my spine. I really have been down here for a long time, but that’s not what upsets me the most. August seventh is… “It’s my birthday,” I mumble quietly to myself. The confession almost makes me cry, a sudden wave of homesickness threatening to pull me under. I think about my siblings at home; my twin’s sister, Alessandra, and my little brother, Jovito, and eldest Alexander Oliver. I think about Mom and Dad, all my aunts and uncles and cousins. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always spent my birthday with them, surrounded by their love, laughter, and smiles. I worry about Alessandra, specifically. She’s my closest sister, my closest confidant,

It was a short story about two little kids who were best friends but then something happened between them and they became strangers. I felt as though the story was about us.I recalled how Gabriel and I used to be so close while on campus.However,we turned into strangers when shit happened between us.I swallowed the lump down my throat when I gave it a thought. “Juliana and Santos chose to forget about what happened between them and forgive each other.They became friends once again and lived like before.” Gabriel turned to look at me when he read the last line of the story and I took a sharp breath, avoiding his eyes.

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

When my sister insisted on binding herself to the system and leaving the twenty million fortune to me, I knew she had been reborn too. In my previous life, just to snatch that money, she shoved me to the ground while my leg injury hadn’t even healed. I broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but her eyes gleamed with excitement as she smiled. “Jana, the system says it can bring good luck. “You’ve always had terrible luck. Even a simple aerial routine ended with the harness snapping! I’ve always been lucky, so I won’t fight you for something like this. I’ll let you have it.”

Phoebe's Point-of-View Mateo Spencer, my husband, had impregnated Lily Shepherd, his sister-in-law, to repay his late brother, Maverick Spencer. For Lily's sake, he had even ruthlessly driven me away. He later found out about my plane crash and lost his mind, searching for me in a fit of desperation. … Lily held her hand up to the light, admiring the massive oval diamond ring from every angle.

I kill that stupid part as soon as it rears it's head. "Umm...yes, It's fine. It can happen to anyone. I mean there was this one time I mistakenly carried another baby home from the park instead of my brother. It was when I finally got home that I noticed and I had to go to the park and search for Bastien before my parents came back from work because they would have my head if they know I lost my own sibling just because I was too busy reading a story. I finally found him after one hour of searching and panicking with an old Lady who was later employed as his nanny and....." I trail off and internally slap myself very hard. Jesus Christ Esme, he only apologised not ask for your life story.

"I am no stranger here. " replied my father. "What? " screamed my mother in anger. Meanwhile, I was marveling at his audacity. Before KiKi could spill the beans, I interrupted. "We should all go inside. It is late already. " I said. "Yes of course. " said my mother quickly. "You guys need to sleep and besides there is school tomorrow. " she added. "But tommorow is Saturday. " retorted KiKi. "Why don't I tell you guys a story. " said my father. "Yeah. "Screamed my siblings in excitement. "Are You kidding me? " I muttered silently. I knew my mother couldn't stand the scene so I intervened. "Mother go Inside and get some rest. You look tired. " I said. "Of course replied my father. My mother hi

I listened more as Nick continued sharing his life story. "My mom and my dad have never allowed me to have a girlfriend... not unless if my youngest sibling is already finished. And now, the fact that he is already a fourth year college, I know that I will also graduate from unending bills. Seriously, having a sibling is hard so you are lucky because you are the only kid of your mom and if she happened to become pregnant, there is a high possibility that you will shoulder him or her when he or her grows up!"

Sofia Alvarezt thought she knew desire– until she met the wrong sibling. Engaged in a passionless relationship with ambitious Daniel Rivera, Sofia’s world ignites the moment his rebellious sister Elena enters the room. With olive skin, tattoos, and an intense gaze that strips her bare, Elena awakens forbidden cravings Sofia can no longer deny. Stolen motorcycle rides press their bodies together in throbbing heat. Hidden touches turn into desperate, hungry kisses that leaves them aching for more. As obsession, jealousy and dark secrets threaten to destroy them, Sofia must choose: the safe future she’s built… or the scorching, irresistible passion of the woman she was never supposed to want.