Siblings By Chance Lovers By Choice Novels & Stories

Tom asked one evening as they cuddled on the couch. Lily smiled, "I was thinking maybe in a few months. I want to make sure we're both ready for it." Tom nodded, "I completely understand. I'm just excited to take this next step with you." Lily kissed him softly, "Me too." Tom hugged her tightly, "I love you, Lily." Lily felt her heart swell with happiness. She knew that she had made the right choice in moving on from James and choosing to be with Tom.

With her new life seemingly playing out similarly to the last, she was certain it would go her way. In my previous life, I had conceived two black-finned mer-children just three days after consummating my marriage with Sheldon. Caroline had not conceived until six months later, and even then, it was only a red-finned offspring. However, despite her status as a Pregnancy Maiden, she was never strong enough to produce black-fins. I smiled calmly. "Then, I wish you many children and a long life, dear sister." I was not upset. Not in the least.

“That was when the older brother understood that the moment he had fallen in love with the elder sister, his younger brother had also fallen for her bright and cheerful younger sister. “Fortunately, by the grace of Heaven, their sincerity was acknowledged. They were given a chance to begin again and to stand before those two sisters once more.” Tears streamed down Harper’s and my faces as we listened. We each embraced our beloved, letting them kiss the tears from our cheeks. It was at this moment that I truly understood that life was not about luck. Leopold and Dylan’s profound love and sincerity had given Harper and me another chance. They had loved and protected Harper and me all along. Ha

"I'm sorry. Mr. Sterling is not a match." "Why not?" "His markers simply don't align with your daughter's. They're not compatible." I stared at him. "Then who? There has to be someone." "The next best option is a sibling. A brother or sister with the same parents would have a fifty percent chance of being a match." "Another child." "Yes." I looked at Lucas. His face was pale. "I'm not having another child," I said. "You might not have a choice," the doctor said quietly. "Liyana doesn't have months to wait for a donor from the registry. A sibling is her best chance."

We'd survived the impossible. And we'd do it again, together, as many times as necessary. Because that's what love was—choosing each other, daily, through everything. From forbidden stepsiblings to partners changing the world. From hate to love to everything in between. From that awful wedding to this perfect moment. We'd come full circle. And we were just getting started.

Only choices. "Do you think you were meant to meet?" The twins asked. "Like fate? Like destiny? Like the universe wanted you together? Wanted us to exist? Wanted this family to happen?" "I don't know about fate," Dante said. "About destiny. About universal plan. I don't know if any of that is real. If any of that exists. What I know. What I believe. Is choice. We chose. Every day. Every moment. Every challenge. We chose each other. Chose family. Chose love. Chose differently than we could have. Differently than we were expected to. Differently than seemed possible. We chose. That's what created this. Not fate. Choice. Consistent. Daily. Difficult. Choice."

“You have no idea how lucky I feel, do you? Getting to wake up like this? Getting to have you all to myself, where no one is watching, no one judges, and no one can tell us we’re wrong. Here, we aren’t step-siblings. Here, we are just us.” And he was right. In this quiet haven, we didn’t have to hide our touches, our glances, or our love. It was perfect. But beneath all this happiness and comfort, my body kept changing in ways I couldn’t fully explain, things I was still too scared to name out loud.

Jaida looked like someone had just shot her. "Of course not," she told him sternly. "I'll admit that he's alright to hang around with, and he's kind of cute, but…he's just not my type." She watched as Seth sighed out of relief. Maybe Amy hadn't been kidding when she had said that Seth liked her. Perhaps he really had been jealous of Arius. After all, when it came to looks and strength, no one could compare. Arius would be able to play any sport he wanted, plus he could basically get into any school. He had it all. He was strong, smart, and cute. He would be the perfect boyfriend if only his personality were different.

《Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel like alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it difinitely makes me believe in something..》

Seb finished when he saw the look of confusion on Pipers face. "It's fine, I know you're not like that. You've never been like that and that's what sets you worlds apart from your brother. You're a good man Seb, never forget that". Piper admitted before taking a big gulp of her wine. He was a good man, and he was a wonderful friend to look after her like this. Any other man would've told her to just suck it up and move on like her feelings never mattered. It wasn't the ultimate betrayel obviously, but you would never expect a friend to be so misleading and conniving.