4 Brothers Part 2 Novels & Stories

For the first time since their mother died, since life had forced them to harden into steel, they let themselves feel. No guards up. No walls. Just four brothers clinging to each other like lifelines. And in that quiet vineyard estate, the Skylar brothers stood together, not as billionaires, not as men hardened by power or blood but simply as brothers, as a family, holding on to what was left of their hearts. As the embrace slowly loosened, none of them moved away completely. There was something grounding about just being there, feeling each other’s presence in silence after the chaos that had consumed their lives.

Now that I'd become a part of this brood, there was nothing I wanted more than to be a part of something bigger. Ironically, the family didn't stop with the four gorgeous guys-they each had a counterpart in the Wright family. Joey Wright and Moby were best friends with almost identical personalities. Jacob, better known as Jake, was Brooks's sidekick, and Landis and Julie had some weird platonic thing going that every one of Landis's girlfriends was jealous of. I wasn't sure who they showered with more protection, poor Julie, or me-she was the baby; I was the victim. Having six large men watching me, daring people to glance in my direction just so they could intervene was overwhelming. Lucki

"Oh, I promise not to do it again, absolutely repent." "Thank you, brother, believe me. Clause, I just found you a good friend to play with you later." "Brother two, big brother Clause doesn't need you, just brother two." "Good Brother Clause can't be with you forever." "I don't want, I just want the second brother. The second brother, I'm afraid what if he looks like them? Second brother, Clause hurts, Clause doesn't want to."

HE THINKS BEING NICE TO US WOULD MAKE US STOP— Matteo. OH. I SEE— Alessio. The four brothers smiled mischievously. By the time Killian returned, the four brothers had already taken off their pajamas. They were neatly wrapped in their robes, sitting patiently, waiting. Killian looked at the four boys, wondering what they were up to. “Come take your bath…” The moment he said it, he noticed his phone on the couch. Beside the phone was a glass of water. And beside the glass of water was Alessio who just stood up, followed by the remaining three.

"Yes,that’s me. Things are about to get interesting,I suppose.” Surprised by the unexpected connection, I pressed for more information. "So, the brother you're suing is your twin, Cameron?" Kaden nodded again, a smirk playing on his lips. “Fuck yeah." Cameron's eyes darkened, and he retorted, "You're going to lose the case, just like you always do. A born loser." “You are just simply a pained motherfucker,” Kaden shrugged. Their father, Dan, intervened, attempting to diffuse the tension. "Boys, let’s not ruin the evening with legal matters. Focus on the food, everyone,shall we?”

I don't even know how the neighbors haven't called the cops for disturbing the peace yet, I can't even hear myself talk. Sighing loudly, rubbing my tired eyes and slamming my history book shut, I walked towards the window. I peeked through my bedroom window blind. I watched as the students from our school laughing and drinking around the bonfire, my brother Jason and his best friend Sean had started before the party animals started to arrive. As I'm looking through the blinds, I noticed all my brothers friends having a good time, empty beer cans covering our grass, and even a few in my mom's flower bed.

Before the punch could land, the door burst open. “Enough!!!” Uncle Nuel’s voice thundered through the tension. He stepped between them, face rigid. “This is a hospital. Not your battlefield or your boxing ring. What the hell is wrong with both of you?” he spoke while shoving the boys away from each other. The two men stared past him; though the fight had been halting, their silence was louder than any argument. The damage was done. Days passed. The wound in Selene's forehead has slowly healed, but then something else has started to grow in her heart.

Two Brothers. One Soulmate . Chapter 48: birthday bash is it? . Luca moved his head, pressing his forehead against Jedidiah’s and stared down into his eyes. If someone had told him a two weeks ago that he would be standing here with one of his soulmates, he probably would have called them a liar.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

My mother and I were the last to leave the boardroom. "You did well. But you've got to do much better, son. You know your brother..." she says but I cut her off before she could complete her statement. "I know. Rollins can't be here. And I've got to fill in his shoes and try to be good at this business just my like big brother. I get it, honestly. I do mum. You don't have to keep reminding me all the time. " With that, I left the room, angry.