Siblings Story Novels & Stories

Can I fall for him like I fell for the man who always haunts my head? I clouded those thoughts as they stepped closer to me. Putting on a smile behind the crazy ideas that enveloped me, I stood up from my chair. Louis introduced us briefly. The blonde man's name was Calvin, and the blonde woman was Joanne. They were siblings from the Ritfold family, a family related to the British Empire. They were friendly enough, but something bothered me when I caught sight of Joanne Ritfold, who looked a little like she was observing me and wanted to dig deeper into me. Until Louis and Calvin went elsewhere, there was little time for a private talk, leaving me awkwardly with Joanne.

, Seb yells. Alex sits on the tiles and cries into his palms as he shakes his head. It is hard on Seb just as it is hard on Alex. Susan's dad and Seb's dad are brothers while Alex's mother and Susan's mother are sisters. Seb is much hurt because he lost his uncle and swore to protect Susan. "I didn't know. I swear" "Tell that to Susan who is ten feet below", Seb throws the nearest throw pillow to Alex.

He was a stranger. Yet, he did not feel like one. She had never seen him until he called her “little sister” in the purple twilight, but somehow, he looked as familiar as if she had known him her entire life. Could they actually be related? The population of Loadstone Rock was knitted together by a complicated web of kinship—cousins, second cousins, uncles and aunts several times removed—so it was not impossible. But they did not look alike. Svetlana had large blue eyes and fine straight hair, so blond that it was almost white—a source of her private anguish as she inwardly compared her “straw” to Tattie’s dark, bouncing curls. Andrei’s skin was tanned and weathered, his hair black and his e

"Now we don't have to wish it anymore, we can actually do everything on earth together," "We've come a long way since then," "Yup, and it only took us five years, a couple of heartbreaks, two engagement rings, a few scars, and a little bit of dying here and there," he stifled a laugh. I shoved his arm playfully, biting my lip to stop myself from laughing too much. "And finally, we're here," he whispered the last part to my ears. It was true what he said, our story was not perfect. For the longest time, we were just a series of complicated almost-interactions. From stepsiblings to lovers to strangers to friends... until finally here we were.

Five years later, we were still together. Lily was ten. James was five. They were best friends. They fought constantly. They made up quickly. They fought again. They loved each other fiercely.i mean thats how siblings are supposed to be right? "Mommy, James took my unicorn!" Lily shouted from the living room. "Did not!" James shouted back. "Did too!" "Did not!" I sighed. "Who had it first?" "Me," Lily said. "Then give it back, James."

Then she pointed toward the other side of the platform. Three males waited beneath the moonlight. Ronan, a one-eyed wolf. Kael, a hawk with an injured wing. And Ash, a young feline shifter small enough that most beasts dismissed him at first glance. “Those unwanted ones can go with you,” Selene said. “Take them to Frostbrook Clan and survive there if you can.” Ronan. Kael. Ash. In our last life, they had been given to Selene. She had seen only Ronan’s missing eye, Kael’s damaged wing, and Ash’s small body. When war reached the northern border, she abandoned all three to save herself.

Many years ago, her parents had enemies, and someone stole her when she was a baby. In the end, Joan never got to live a lavish life. My dad was the only one in our family who made it through everything. The neighbors took care of my funeral. I floated above my grave and watched them with their gray hair. I felt nothing but thanks. If I could live again, I would spend my whole life repaying their kindness. A side story from Jenna’s mother’s point of view: Jenna was a smart and thoughtful girl, but her dad did not like her.

He tells her as I turn to look at her, she smiles and nods before we continue. “Lizzy, this is our parents Alpha Jonah and Luna Blythe. And this pipsqueak is Astrid, our sister. She is the same age as you. Everyone this is Lizzy Silver our mate” I say to the group, Lizzy tucks herself in between my brother and I, I don't think she has even noticed that she has done it. Our mother steps forward.

Bianca and I were sisters, yet I was always forced to give way to her. Whether it was new clothes or toys, Bianca always got first pick. I even had to settle for the man she had rejected as my husband. "Mom, what if Zachary isn't really my child?" I asked quietly. Mom froze for a moment before quickly composing herself. "How could he not be? Besides, you've raised him for all these years. You'd develop feelings even for a pet dog after that long. Could you really watch him die?"