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

He barked. "Yes, I love him and he loves me..." "Are you crazy?" "Yes in love...Carlos!! Carlos!!!" I started shouting but lucky him the room was sound proof. "Do you hear yourself? That's my brother you are talking about. He doesn't want you." He barked. "Yes, I love him and he loves me..." "Are you crazy?" I tried shaking my arm off his grip but all in vain. "Listen you manipulative greedy fool, I won't let you use my brother to get back at me.You are going to stop acting like a teenager in love and go back to the party acting like an engaged happy girl..."

The burning spread through his system. "Dobah. I do not know what is happening to me." He used the path shared only by him and twin brother. He was careful to keep his energy from spilling from that path. If this was an elaborate trap, he would not draw Dobah into it. He loved his brother too much for that. The thought made his heart go still. Love. He felt love for his brother. Overwhelming. Real. So intense it took his breath away, as if the emotion had been gathering throughout the long centuries, building in strength behind a solid barrier where he couldn't access it.

“Mia, I also don't like being mad at you. While we are at it, I only need one answer from you. Do you love me?“ He asked. And I opened my eyes in shock. But again, I nodded at him. “Yes, I love you, brother. You are my brother, the best sibling I could ever ask for…” “You know that is not what I mean, Mia. Stop playing dumb, okay?“ He said and tried to wipe away my tears. “I love you so much. I even feel bad when I see you talking to another man. I also don't know if I can do without you…” I trembled. I was just trying to avoid that topic by all means. “Brother… last night I was so scared. I was here all by myself…”

I boldly pushed my chest out a little more and saw Joel's eyes flash down before coming up. "You don't love my brother?" he asked softly. "Actually, I might," I answered honestly. "But like a brother. He's irritating, treats women deplorably, and needs a swift kick in the balls at least once a week. Yes, I do love your brother." "Ick." "I love you more."

That realization made my throat constrict. I'd been given the kidney a few months earlier. To Christian. My husband. He'd needed it, and I'd not asked questions. That's what love is, isn't it? Sacrificing pieces of you so the one you love can live on. I wasn't allowed to be present in the hospital for the procedure itself. Hospital rules or something, but I visited him afterward. Pale but alive. Breathing. Smiling. And that was enough. As long as he's fine, I don't care about anything else.

Hey, this is my sister, she’s never held a job for more than six months. “He… kind of warned me not to…” I smirked. “That’s a shame.” “Well, I never explicitly agreed to honor his wishes.” Jackpot. He winced. “That’s gross, isn’t it? I promise, I’m not planning some weird, ‘ha ha, I banged your sister’ prank or something like that.” “I don’t think my brother would be friends with someone like that.” “I don’t either,” Matthew agreed. “We don’t let assholes into our group.”

"You have no idea how badly I've been wanting you, after that night I looked for you when I woke up, but you disappeared and now you're married to my brother." "It was supposed to be one night of fun." I argued weakly. "No." He shook his head, "You can say that and convince yourself that you don't feel what I'm feeling, but I'll be here to change your mind." "I'm married now, and to your brother, don't you see how wrong it'll be." I protested. "I don't care about how Rolland feels." Xavier replied stubbornly. "Just know that I won't stop, I want you back, I want you to be mine." He took a step forward, making me instinctively take one back. "And I'll find a way."

I had been avoiding him all week. But deep inside, I was afraid of him. He is Emilia's brother, the brother of that whore Emilia, who wants nothing but to destroy my life! How can I love my enemy's brother?

“Okay, I do not know what Everett told you but the problem with me finding a nanny isn’t that nobody wants to work for me but that I do not like them." “You do not like anyone,” I said, raising my brows at him. “I like Everett though. Considering we have known each other almost all our lives and I only like Everett, I would think that says more about you than it does me. Don’t you think so?” he smirked at me. “Ugh, considering I also grew up with Everett and I don’t hate my brother but I definitely don’t like you, I think that says more about you than me.” We had ended up so close to one another during our silly argument, with his head bent until he was hovering over me. His face looked so g

"Dear Ethan, I don't know if you'll ever read this, but if you are, then it means something terrible has happened to me. I want you to know that I love you more than anything in this world, and nothing will ever change that. I don't want you to blame yourself if something bad happens to me. What might happen is not your fault. Think of it as a terrible accident that nobody could have prevented. Please don't let my death consume you. I don't want to see you suffer like this. I want you to live your life to the fullest, cherish every moment, and be happy with your brother. Know that I am always with you, in every memory and in every moment of joy that you experience. I love you, Ethan, and I a