A Brother's Love Is A Brother's Love Novels & Stories

Aiden landed a solid hit to Ethan’s jaw, revealing the street-hardened side he had buried long ago. “Enough!” Their mother’s voice cracked like a whip. She marched forward and slapped Aiden hard across the face. “How dare you humiliate your brother in front of everyone? After everything this family has sacrificed for you both!” Aiden touched his stinging cheek, breathing heavily. “Sacrificed? He’s the one who nearly ruined us.” His mother’s eyes blazed. “You will welcome him properly, Aiden…” The party continued awkwardly, but the damage was done. Aiden left early, mind spinning with dread. His brother’s return meant trouble — especially where Lucy was concerned.

“Who do you want among the two brothers? My subconscious asked as I gulp down nothing. Now is the right time I need my mother, I have been struggling with all this alone, not having an elderly person to put me through. I don’t want to make a wrong decision. I think I love the both of them..weird right? I’m in love with two brothers, how does that sound like. But I need to choose, who will I choose? My eyes locked with Axel’s, and I noticed that he had been staring why I had wandered into the land of thoughts. “I will take your silence for a no; perhaps Aiden hasn’t done his part..” he muttered. What does he mean by Aiden hasn’t done his part. I was about speaking out to ask him when I felt h

(Jeoff POV) “If you love a girl, it is just natural for you to do everything just to make her yours. I shouldn’t use anything to let her mine,that’s bad Jeoff. The girl won’t be happy with that, hope you know that. Don’t believe that you will learn to love at first you’ll be forced to do so. It is really bad to look at Jeoff. You have to work hard for a girl because if they fall in love to you, all their lives, they will dedicate it to their family. Hayst. It is so sweet right? My brother is my inspiration his pure love that even though he can’t get something from me, he is there to help me. I am the luckiest sister who is really loved by my brother.”

Love gestures toward the garden gate with a firm finger, standing protectively in front of me. Though grateful for the interruption because I don’t want to reveal my true identity to her, I smile and shake my head. “I’m not scared of him, Love,” I say with a smile that’s broader than I feel, wanting to show strength. Love sighs as though exhausted by the conversation. “My brother’s a silly idiot, but it’s not entirely his fault. He used to be different before he started dating that bitch of a girlfriend, Betty. She turned him into the fool you see now.” She shrugs, unbothered by her brother’s angry glare. Her bluntness leaves me both shocked and amused; she’s more of a princess than I am.

The moment she was about to speak up, Kelly interrupted her saying, "I don't think she's the one you need to be asking such questions. If you ever feel lost, I'm sure your brother is there to direct you," After the speech, Kelly wasted no time in pulling Ciara away from Derek. "Same brother that doesn't want to speak to me? Didn't you witness everything that happened? Or do I need to explain myself again?" Derek wept. Just when he thought speaking to Ciara would make his situation worse, rather it worsened it. For once in his life, he felt neglected and rejected. "Who cares if your brother doesn't want to speak to you? That should be your problem to deal with and not mine. I am just trying t

“You know I don't believe in love. Not anymore. I don't trust any woman either, except Mom, you and Tory.” I bit my lip at the bitterness in my brother's voice. I knew how he had been hurt in the past, and just like Tony, he buried the hurt inside until it festered for years. I patted his arm. “Adam, Tory has Tony.” My brother grimaced. “He does not deserve her.” There was a coldness in his tone, and my heart went out to him. He’s trying to be a superhero. “You are not Tory’s Superman, and she is not your Lois Lane.” I pointed out.

“The fake investor, the merger sabotage and the media leaks. It all points back to you.” His hands tightened on the edge of the desk. His voice dropped. “You’re being reckless. And I'm letting this slide because you are my sister.” “Then let out your brother out of jail, Blake!” “He’s not my brother,” Blake growled. My breath caught, my jaw dropped. “What?” His nostrils flared up, his veins popping out. “He’s not like us. He never was. He is weak, naive and always fell for the wrong people. And you, God Lila, you always stand up for him like he was a broken puppy.”

I looked over at Javier who still hasn't noticed anything then back at Gemma who as gone back in. Thank goodness. "It is not to much to ask and I am truly sorry if I never made you feel unloved as my brother." Ace is stalling him which is a good thing. The police will be here any minute from now. "I was selfish, I know but we can still fix things, fix our relationship, I love you and so does mum. Please brother, drop the gun and I'll help you." Ace said slowly and lowly. "Help? Help, why do all of you fucking say that? I don't need help. I am not crazy and that's what why your emotional approach won't work on me, Brother." The said that brother with so much spite.

, My Dad said. "Your credit card ", I asked sweetly. Usually my Dad would never give me but he knew I'd gotten him in a tight spot, he couldn't decline. He gave it to my and spoke death threats with his eyes and left. Then I turned to Jack. "I think I like you, a whole lot, but I don't know if I can keep this up when my Dad's in love with your mom, I mean what if they fall in love and decide to get married, I can't have thoughts of you fucking me to tears in my head if you're my step brother ".

“What would grandfather say? Have you thought of that? Seth, she left you. She didn’t care if you died that day. Why now?” My hands moved faster than my heart could keep up with. Pain poured out clumsily, insufficiently. I couldn’t express how much this hurt, how deeply it cut. “Don’t you love me anymore?” I signed, desperate, raw, trying to force something to change. Trying to make him remember us. What we built. What we promised. “I love you, Aurelia. Always have and always will, he signed.” Hope sparked briefly in my chest, fragile and trembling. “But you are my sister. This arrangement was because grandfather insisted. I love you as my sister.”