What Is A Half-sister Novels & Stories

I totally forgot about this. I unseal it, my fingers digging inside the papers with force. My fingers trail the words hurriedly and there it is. Fifty percent positive. Uterine half-siblings. My shoulders slump. “We are half-brothers,” I whisper the words, feeling heavy on my tongue. Leo steps forward grabbing the papers from my hands. “Fuck,” he hisses. “What now?” He asks. I rake my hands through my hair. “This is bad.” “No one can ever know about this,” I mumble.

"You married my dad and then you married his dad. That's weird." "It's complicated," I managed. "That's what Mom says about everything." Adrian looked past me into the house. "Are your kids here? Mom says I have a sister and brother. Kind of." "They're not your siblings. They're your—" I stopped. What were they? His uncle and aunt technically, but also his age peers. "They're your father's half-siblings." "So we're related but not really." Adrian smiled. It wasn't Aiden's smile. It was something else. Something calculating. "Can I meet them?"

“Kayla… this says… it says you and Kang Jin Chen are siblings. Is this real? Is this true?” Kayla nodded, sobbing harder. “It’s true,” she said. “It’s 99.9% sure. Which means… which means what my mom said is true. I have Chen blood. And you have Chen blood too. Which means… which means we’re related, Liam. We’re family. We’re half-siblings.”

“How do you know that name.” “Because it just surfaced in Evelyn’s financial records. A trust fund, small, quiet, set up under a shell company eight years ago. The beneficiary is a woman by that name.” A pause. “I need you to tell me who she is to you, Cole. Right now. This connects to something bigger than either of us realized.” Cole’s hand found mine under the blanket, gripping tight enough that I felt the tremor running through him. “She’s my sister,” he said quietly. “Half-sister. Different fathers, same mother, who wasn’t around for either of us long enough to matter. Marissa was younger. More vulnerable. When things happened in that foster system, they happened to her worse than they

Dad replied and the woman just smiled. “Who is she, dad?” I asked. Dad smiled so widely from what I had asked him. “I have almost forgotten it. This woman next to me was Lilith. She is your mother's half sister.” I could feel my mouth open a bit when I found out that this woman next with dad is my mother's half-sister. I wasn't informed that mom has a sister before. “I know you are wondering why I just showed up today. I have reasons for that, but… I remember Lilian.”

he answered. Sheinna smiled. “Well, I just suddenly remembered something.” She spoke. Suddenly, Rai has a bad feeling. “W – what is it?” he asked as he stared at Sheinna. Sheinna saw him look at her and grinned. “Well… I just heard my ‘half-brother’ mentioned before – “ her eyes narrowed. “ – that he once asked your ‘cousin’ if he has any sister or female cousin…” she spoke. “Guess what he said?” she asked as she stared at him.

she said I wondered what she meant by that. "You are my granddaughter, you have other siblings too. Irene, the woman that brought you up, is not your biological mother. She's your mother's sister. Your mother is a witch and so am I. Your mother got mated to a werewolf who turns out to be your father. They had to separate to keep you kids safe." Surprised at what she said, tears rolled down my eyes. "So, you mean to tell me that the woman I've lived with all my life and loved as my mother is not my actual mother?" I asked in tears

“If our father asks me to come then I will.” My answer made him happy. “My mom said that full siblings and half siblings aren’t the same thing, but I don’t get it. I know my mom isn’t yours, but my Dad is so your still my sister. That only makes you a little different than Cade. Cade said it doesn’t matter but why did my mom say it mattered?”

“Wait. Jasmine?” I froze, my head whipping around toward her. Shit. She tilted her head. “As in... Jasmine? That woman…?” she didn't need to finish her question, I knew what she was going to ask. Luca arched a brow. “Oh... you didn’t tell her?” He turned to me with a smirk. “Awkward.” “Jasmine is... my half-sister,” I said finally, rubbing my face. “Same dad. Different mother. Surprise.”

It looked too genuine that I almost wondered if he really had an idea or if he was just so good at pretending. "What do you mean?" "I mean, my ex-husband is the man in that photo. Derek Holland. Your brother." His face stiffened, a curse slipping out of his mouth. "Oh shit." "Yeah, shit is the word." I let out a bitter laugh. "First I got kicked out, now I'm stuck playing accidental mistress to the other brother." "Derek and I are separate people." "You are his brother." "Half-Brother." "Still his brother." My voice dropped low. "Still a Holland."