Amitys Brother の小説・ストーリー

Her shoulders slumped as she said, “I love Amy like a sister Darius.” I frown and ask, “There's more, isn't there?” She nods as she says, “Amy’s brother is the wolf that rejected me.”

We go to our locker rooms to change, but this was not the way it was all supposed to happen. Walking out of the locker rooms Bram is waiting in the hall, he turns and gives a half man hug and says, “Man, bro, thanks for helping my sister. She looked really freaked out. I do not even know what is going to happen now. Can you believe the Amory is dead?” I will not tell him yet, but his sister is my mate. I feel like her and I need to talk first, especially after she seems not to recognize me as her mate.

Just as Amber prepared to transform into her wolf and use it’s strength against me, the restroom door was suddenly kicked open with great force. Aamon Blackwood who happened to be my bully number two who also happened to be her twin brother burst into the restroom, his eyes flashing with anger. “Leave her alone!” he shouted, shoving me away from his sister. Amber cowered behind her brother, her eyes still fixed on me with hatred. Aamon positioned himself between us, his broad shoulders shielding his pathetic sister from my gaze. Their family is full of nothing but assholes, I wonder if it wasn’t a mistake the goddess did to make them come from an Alpha.

In a hidden part of the forest, I finally caught sight of Amy's conversation partner – a tall, muscular man I’d never seen before. He had an unmistakable aura of power, and he was oddly familiar. I felt like I knew him, or a different version of him. As the stranger turned slightly, revealing a strong resemblance to Armand, realization dawned on I – this must be Bob, Armand's brother, of whom she had only heard of in rumors. As they spoke, Amy's eyes flickered with a mix of determination and cunning, while Bob listened attentively. The pieces of the puzzle started falling into place in my mind.

"Yes, I am. And I have turned to love her so much that I can't stay far from her." Amos was about to vomit on hearing what his brother had just said, "What has come over you, brother? Isn't she the same girl you were about to defile that day? Isn't she the same girl you wanted to kill?" Amos formed a dark smile on his mouth as he turned to the city below the balcony. "You are my brother but can't tell me what I should do and what I shouldn't. And again, you already know that she was my mate."

Can't you see what's going on? Unable to process her words, I turned my glare to my brother, Lucas, disbelief and fury clashing inside me. "You’ve been alive this whole time, and this is where you show up?" He simply chuckled, dragging an arm around Amyy’s shoulders. "Nice to see you too, brother." I wanted to tear him apart, but despite their actions, I realized I wasn't as hurt as I should have been, Amyy's betrayal didn't hurt me as much as my brother's betrayal did.

The lady grinned at herself in the reflect and turned back around. “Thank you. I’m Amy, by the way.” Cassie held out her hand on intuitive. “Cassie.” Amy took her hand and shook it with a firm grasp. “Let me get your number so I can provide this back to you at a few point.” “Actually …” Cassie rectified her shoulders a small. “I didn’t cruel to listen in … but my companions and I caught you say that your brother claims a club nearby?” Amy flickered. “Oh! Definitely, it’s a small pet extend he’s been working on.”

Mom said. " Is it?? I would love to cook. " Sam said. " Will you?? I would love to eat. " Bhaiya said looking at her lovingly. " Call a doctor... She is a pathetic cook. I am telling you because you have been my best friend. " Rob said while grinning. " Have been?? Am I not your best friend now?? " Bhaiya asked. " You are my brother now. " Rob said and bhaiya looked happy now.

I said slowly, “that we just broke into your old roommate’s million-dollar beach house?” “Not broke in,” Ethan corrected, voice calm. Too calm. “Borrowed. Temporarily. He’s in Spain for the next three months shooting that documentary. House sits empty. We’re just… house-sitting.” “Without telling him,” I pointed out. Noah shrugged. “He’d say yes if he was around to ask. Probably. Anyway, we’re here now. No point crying over un-sent texts.” I stared at my brother like he’d grown a second head. Noah had always been reckless—jumping off roofs into pools, sneaking into concerts, the whole cliché—but this felt different. This felt like actual trespassing. With consequences.

this was not how I planned on confessing my love but since I had no good plans at all, I guessed doing it wouldn't hurt much. "Charles, what are you...", "You heard me I love you and I have loved you for a very long time now. I cant keep pretending". "Charles you are my brother", "no I'm not". "But you are like a brother to me", "yes 'like' but I'm not related to you by blood or even adoption, i'm just like a brother and I want that to change". With that Crimson let out a loud gasp and pushed me towards the door and I released my weight to make it easier, then she shot it hard. Yes that leads to me knocking for about thirty minutes now.