4 Brothers Part 2 Novels & Stories

Right now in this moment I living my life to the fullest with my loved one. ❤️After Four Years ❤️ Four years later, everything was settled. As for other boys they all are become successful. Nathan brother became the head of special forces. My brother's Griffin and Kai became more successful. Eric is now a playing for baseball internationally team. And Last but not the least my bestfriend Edward eventually got in contact with his dad again, and he decided to take over his father's business and also the business of art galleries this time. His dream of becoming a painter has came true. He's a world wide famous Painter.

William replied. Left with no choice, Antonio walked out with the rest except Leonidas who stared at his father, awaiting what horrible punishment he had in store for him. ... As the three stepped out, Antonio turned to the fourth. They haven’t seen him in a long time, he had deliberately made himself invisible. “Where have you been?” he asked. Remington, the fourth brother, flip a gaze at him, his hand relaxing in his pocket. “None of your business” he replied and moved to leave but Dashiell stood in front of him to stop him.

"Ryder and his twin brothers helped me through that hell." A known look on Andrius passed and he led his hand out for him to take which Ryder gladly took. "Andrius, her brother." "Ryder, Elena's brother." He replied, pressing on his words. A wave of warm shock flooded within me and I kept my face neutral as possible. Why was even bothering? But, somewhere deep it felt good...good to regarded as someone's family. Andrius nodded. "Nice to meet you. It may be late but let me convey it once again--a big thanks on behalf of helping my sister."

he groaned while her pussy twitched from the sound, subconsciously revealing how much she liked it. As her mind was blown up, down, and sideways, it was suddenly blown to a secret only she knew, and if Adonis found out, she would be dead. Adonis two other brothers, could be said to be the carbon copy of Adonis. Gorgeous facial features to die for, body of Greek gods. The second brother, Arthur, is twenty-four, while the last is twenty-two. The three with their different charms. But there is one thing about...

she repeated and hung up, feeling so frustrated. What an asshole! —------------- Sasha sat in the classroom, waiting for her professor to come in. She had a long day ahead of her because she still had to go take care of some orders for her customers and she couldn't wait for the day to be over. It had already been a week since Kaleb's party and had not seen him since then. Sasha didn't know if she should be angry or sad about it. If it were some other guy, she'd have talked to Tilly about it, but that wasn't the case this time. As curious as Tilly was, she'd want to know who the guy was and Sasha didn't think her reaction would be good when she found out that it was her brother.

It was over the top. I started meeting her bodily strokes with thrusts of my own, and we picked up a little steam. "I'm sorry Katia, but this is too fucking hot," April interjected, squishing her own pussy around, "You know I have to say something, right? I hope this doesn't ruin it for you, but . . . god Katia . . . FUCK, that fucking cock, you little, slut!" April practically moaned. "My god you're actually fucking your god damn brother tonight you horny cunt! Look at you two, you're fucking doing it like brother and sister for god's sake!"

“Why do there appear to be four of him?” “Father,” I began carefully, trying to steady my breath. “These are Kavian’s brothers. They’re… quadruplets.” Gasps rippled among the growing crowd. More pack members had gathered, whispering and pointing, unable to look away. Aunt Vivian appeared next, her sharp eyes widening in astonishment as she took in the sight of the brothers—each a mirror image of the other, yet somehow distinct in aura and presence. My throat tightened. The words I needed to say—they’re my mates—hovered at the edge of my tongue but refused to leave. My palms were slick with sweat, and I could feel my heart pounding hard enough to echo in my ears.

His face twisted into a frown. A clap suddenly cut through the air from the left side of the room. Two men approached us; one in his late twenties wearing a black tank top and gray sweatpants, and beside him was a younger man who was in his early twenties. He wore a similar style of clothing, which seemed to be influenced by the older one. They were my brothers, Bryce and Micheal. Bryce, my older brother, continued clapping as he drew closer to us. “I have to give it to you; it has not even been up to ten minutes since you came, and you've already started causing fights.”