Siblings Story Novels & Stories

“Now we all have to deal with the consequences.” “Oh damn…so that means you’re like sisters now,” Tyler laughed. Savannah whipped her head round. “That is not my sister.” Tyler held his hands up defensively. “Keep your hair on.” Much to Mia’s relief, the group seemed to get bored of asking her questions. The talked turned to school, relationships, and how much they hated their parents. Mia zoned out. She had no interest in listening to any of the drivel they had to say. In the end she took out a book from her bag and began to read. Every so often Ryan would glance at her, an unreadable expression on his face.

I replied, not really knowing how to conjure up a response. "So, I have a question for you." She spoke as she somewhat squinted her eyes, indicating her seriousness "Okay?" I offered hesitantly "So Jack has been telling me this crazy bullshit story about how he fucked his step-sister and then turned her into his bitch. And I keep telling him there's no way, but here you are. So tell me, is it true? Were you and Jack step-siblings before this?" She questioned causing my stomach to drop and my cheeks to almost instantaneously heat up.

"I missed you, you've no idea how difficult it is to have an overbearing brother,Stuart is ordering me around as a retaliation and there's nothing I can do but to obey he's my brother,the reason I live,if anyone ask me who I fell so madly in love with after my mom it's Stuart" Si yang squeeze his hand"I love my brother a lot and I can't just neglect him,I've to keep a track on him,he see's strange things and tells you what's gonna happen tomorrow but I think it's the illness,it's the fault of the insomnia"Si yang kiss his cheeks. "I love my sister too so I understand but the strange behavior is not new to me,I've got a friend and a sister her name is Hope and she's the queen of weirdness"

They are indeed SIBLINGS but their love is not a FORBIDDEN LOVE. THE END. Hello everyone, thank you so much for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed it. I will like you to know that I have other stories here, I hope you can try them out to see if you love them. Thank you again :)

Mom was sure to let me know that tomorrow was going to be a little hectic since I was going for the school registration yadah-yadah, but school was the last thing on my mind. After settling in my new bed, I fished out my phone and shot a quick text: The boy from my mom's wedding, he is my stepbrother!

Anna asked Brian and he nodded “Thanks!” Damian nodded “Don’t mention it!” Brian replied shortly “So, you don’t want to move back here?” I brought the topic again “I had discussed it with Sandra a couple times, but with Sonia, they don’t want to be apart and their job there and many other things….” Damian tried to explain “Ahhh come on!!! You have Fai, me, and I have a bunch of friends here, job is easy one. Right, Fai?” Brian replied Damian “Yeah! Damian, we’re brothers, say what you want, I’ll help!” I told him

"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

Quite long and very tiring for a baby who is only a week old. Immediately my mother burst into tears in my father's arms, her little baby left for the happiness of her beloved brother. In my mother's arms, my baby clothes still have the smell of my bed bugs, in my mother's arms, my baby pillow is left behind. Sintia!! my mother called out, getting more and more sad in the cold and lonely night. Likewise with my four brothers who don't know what happened to their baby sister. They are looking for me, mother where is Sintia?...where is father's sister....?

Would they still love me if we weren’t entirely blood-related? “Let’s go, Talvin!” Merrick screams at me, hoisting a burning stick into the air. “Coming!” I call back. Taking Sydney by the hand, I drag her with me to my brothers. “Merrick, Fulton, this is Sydney Beckwith. Sydney, these are my brothers Merrick and Fulton.” “Nice to meet you both.” “Nice to meet you too, Sydney.” Merrick shakes her hand politely and gives me a questioning look that says, “We will talk later.” Which I fully intend to do. I need my book nerd of a brother to help me determine if I am actually who they say I am. “Hey, Sydney! Wanna help us light a fire for our Mom and Lawler?” “I guess that is not a question, is i

"Please...don't leave me." Michael heaved a sigh and closed his eyes, a tear plopped to the wooden floor as old memories came rushing back to his head. "Don't leave me, brother! Please don't leave me!" Little Sheila cried, wrapping her tiny hands around a 14-year-old Michael. The wind groaned angrily and swept away their hut made from leaves and woods, and left them standing alone in the middle of woods. Without mercy, little Sheila and Michael were swapped away by an hurricane wind, striving to survive from its force; but to no avail, it seperated the two siblings away from each other.