8 Brothers Novels & Stories

Pedro smiled at him sheepishly. But then I remembered something which made me freeze. 9 brothers. 9 older brothers. Oh my god, how am I going to survive? I looked at Dad and said, "9 brothers?" He chuckled and replied, "Yes, Princess, 9 brothers." I looked at Camron and the rest of my brothers to find them looking at me pleadingly, almost like they were begging me to accept them. I then whispered, "You were busy." It was only meant for me to hear, but because of the silence in the room, everyone laughed and looked at me. I just looked down, blushing from embarrassment. Someone then said, "You're too cute." I pouted but didn't say anything.

"Gu caught Miaomiao, don't forget that you promised me to be my sister-in-law!" She had six brothers. Except for Sixth Brother, who had just started his business, the other five were the best among them. Even if Fourth Brother was too romantic and was not suitable for her, she still had four other brothers to choose from. Several people from other countries couldn't help but sneezed and secretly cursed in their hearts, "Fuck, who is scolding him?"

Ha-Min was the only son of the family so, he supported both of his sister's husbands as well. "Big Brother, I am sorry. I am really sorry, please forgive them. They are children, they will not do this again." one of his sisters came forward and tried to touch his hand but he jerked back his hand even before she could touch it. "Yes, brother. I know we have failed you but I promise you that anything like this will never happen again." his other sister came forward as well while their husbands were being cowards in front of Oh Ha-Min. Just his one gesture and their career would fly away like they did not even exist.

So I have a mate out there waiting for me- his beloved princess. I'm born into a family of 9. I'm the lastborn. I've got 6 older brothers who don't seem to like me very much. You know they are sextuplets. Sometimes, I get confused about who is who. They've got the height, the model type of body and nice skin and good looks. Gosh!

She said trying to hold back her tears, Your brothers are not going to like this especially Aaron, My mom shook her head disappointedly. Aaron is my oldest brother and surprisingly I got along with him the best, I have four other brothers so five in total. Aaron,Raul,Peter, Justin, Stefano and I being the youngest. We are all Russian but my father had forbidden us from learning even a word of Russian because he used it to talk to his friends and Mafia alliances so we couldn't listen to the conversation and know his ideas unless he wanted us to. "Anyways, come down and eat with your family dinner is ready", My mom spoke calmly as she stroked a strand of my loose hair behind my ear.

Lila piped up as she picked up her fork. "How many you got?" I questioned Lila. I had four brothers back home. All of them were older than me and they all were such strong Alpha wolves. I missed them dearly. "Three. Eldest is twenty-five and the other two are twins, but they're only twenty-three," Lila replied before chewing on a meatball. I sighed for her. Having one brother was work. But three or four was rough. "I have four. They're all pains in my damn ass," I groaned at the girls. Everyone at the table laughed and Ezra chuckled some more once we stopped.

Alex said "wait, how many brothers do we have?" Alexa asked "you have 7 brothers in total bambina" Lorenzo replied "7 brothers?" I asked "yes 7 brothers and Xander is one of them and another one is Xavier who is still sleeping" Colton said "Xander and Xavier are twins and they are 24" Dylan said and we both nodded "let's go and have breakfast or else you both will get late for school" Dylan said referring to me and alexa and we both nodded

They ruled our part of the world for about six hundred years before their untimely deaths put me in the chair. Probably a lot sooner than I was ready to be. As the Vlademyre heir and having trained with my Dad for over a century, you’d think I’d be good. Not really. Without my brother’s I’d have bombed the first year out. I am the oldest of four boys. There is my twin Mikhail, my middle brother Roman and my youngest brother Malachi. All of us have different fathers. Aside from Mikhail, obviously. I had an older sister too, but she died when Hail and I were young.

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”

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.