Amitys Brother Novels & Stories

That day, Mom had ruffled my hair and asked, “Harry, which one do you want to choose as your brother?” The day before, I had begged her nonstop to give me a big brother. So, the next day, she took me to the orphanage to pick one. Later on, the boy under the tree became my brother. I gave him his name, just as carefully as I used to name my teddy bear and toy soldiers. When I tore up my homework, he rewrote it for me. After I broke the neighbor’s antique vase, the punishment landed on his palms instead of mine.

Evan's expression remained unreadable. "What about him?" He asked and the man replied. "He was attacked three nights ago.... He sustained a gunshot wound." Evan slowly set the whiskey glass down. "And?" "He survived... The doctors say he'll recover." Evan chuckled. A low... Almost amused sound. "Lucky him." The man remained silent because he knew that tone, it never meant anything good. Evan walked toward the large window. "So..." "My dear brother is finally bleeding." His reflection smiled. "Who did it?"

I don’t know how to do both. She reads it three times. No poetry. Just him, tired and honest. She types back: _Same._ Then before she can think: _I wish we met different. Like not like this._ He reads it. No reply for an hour. Then: _Me too. But we didn’t. So we stop._ She types: _Okay._ He: _Okay._ They both know it’s a lie. At 11pm Mom calls Rihanna. Voice small. "Your brother no dey come home again. He say work plenty. You talk to am?"

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

I guess that's how step sisters are. Arthur and Lily are rich I can say, but they are nothing compared of the Black brothers. And also, they are greedy and mean. They never leave any chance of making money out of any situation. Hell they can even sell their adopted daughter. It aches my heart. ************************************************************************************ Hearing him say that Damian was his brother, Amy was bit tense now. She flinched. She just insulted the very own brother of the man she wanted. I smirked. She should know who is she talking to.

He looks similar to her husband and almost as big, but without the blue eyes… I’m guessing this is the brother she was super close to, because even her husband is clearly uncomfortable with their close proximity but does nothing about it! Stephany has woken from the noise and I hold her in my arms as I continue to watch Amory out of the window. All the bikers are now passing her around, hugging and kissing her. When she gets to her husband, his own brother pulls her into him and Amory wraps around him again under his arm. A confrontation occurs between her and her husband and I watch as his brother protects Amory from him. It makes me question what other kind of abuse she was subjected to at

But I didn’t say anything yet, because when I looked down, Amber's hands were shaking. And that told me this wasn’t the first time these guys had done this. “What, cat got your tongue?” Scar-Brow sneered, leaning closer to Amber. “Where’s your brother?” “I told you. He’s not my brother.” Brother? She had a brother? “Step-brother, whatever,” the taller one said. “You think we care? Tell him we’re still waiting.” She looked away in fear. I couldn’t help but butt in against my better judgment.

he asked as soon as he got up. "It's a long story but I promise to tell you everything. Johnathan is Amy's younger brother. They are vampires both of them. When my parents died he was only ten years old. "I missed you," he said holding on to me. "Me too buddy, so how did you get onto the pack land?" I asked.

" Trust Mr Amelia, I love my brother too " " No you don't. you loathe him " " That was because he stole you away from me. you will always be mine. as long as you are his wife Lycan will always be considered my enemy " Tears trail down my cheek at this and I bite my lower lips. there is no way around it anymore. The two brothers are likely bound to kill each other at the end.

Keeps a wife and kids a secret and fucks around with other women? A piece of shit, that’s who. As far as I’m concerned, Dexter Sylvester Rose is dead to me. But Amelia Corbett is a victim of my brother’s treachery, and she’s family. She and her daughter don’t deserve to suffer because of my brother’s decisions. Amelia is quiet in the passenger seat of my BMW, but then again, I’m not sure what I expect from her. I know I can be a bit…abrasive at times, but I can’t help it. Being the oldest brother of two other hockey players isn’t exactly a gentle sort of role.