Anya Taylor-joy Brother Novels & Stories

“Tayo, don't start, abeg.” “Who was he?” Anastasia groaned. “Bros, free me na. Ah!” Tayo grinned. “You're blushing. Wow,” he started clapping in amusement. “That guy has obviously gotten your mumu button. Praise God! It's about time.” “Hei, Chineke!” Anastasia rolled her eyes at him. “Olofofo, mind your business, biko.” “I already am,” said Tayo. “Don't forget I'm your brother, Ana. Your business is also my business.”

Joy said, looking a little concerned. Well, we were basically grabbing more even before we could finish what was already in our mouths. "Good morning, girls!" We all turned to look at the person who spoke. It was Patrick—Joy’s older brother. Well, he was handsome, tall, kind, smart, and more. But of course, my beloved husband is way more handsome, kind, smart, and everything else! "Morning, BigBrother Pat!!" Aya and I said in unison. We’ve been calling him "Bigbrother" for a long time now. As far as I know, he’s the same age as Jace.

I asked her and she sighed. "Hiding." She whispered. "Don't you remember Katy Green?" She asked in horror and I nodded. "Oh hi, Cole." She said when she saw him standing behind me. "Hey J." He said before going back to his conversation with the boys. They have nicknames for each other. I frowned slightly before focussing on Jade. "Enjoy the rest of the evening. I have a wife to attend to." Big T said before walking off the stage. "Great it's gonna start now that my dad is leaving," Jade said sadly.

I was feeling proud of how bold I sounded, until the back of my neck prickled, like I’d been targeted by some predator. Slowly, I turned my head and met a pair of chilling eyes. Leon? What was my brother doing here? He was sitting one row behind me, looking sharp in a tailored suit. His face was set in stone, eyes dark and cold. My heart lurched, and the fan sign I’d been holding slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a sharp smack. He lifted his gaze slightly, his voice low. “Half an hour. Get home.” Though the concert wasn’t even over, I slipped out.

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

He held my gaze evenly. “A wedding,” he said. “And you will accompany me.” It didn’t surprise me. I already saw it coming but I still had to play along. “Whose wedding is it?” I asked with a steady voice. He paused for a second. “My brother’s,” he said. “Do you know him?” I blinked repeatedly and my throat went dry but my expression remained steady as if I hadn’t found out just the day before. “N-no. I don’t.” He squinted, looking directly at me as if he knew I had just lied. My fingers trembled a bit. I curled them into a fist by my side.

To tell me everything was going to be ok, to tell me it had all been a dream. “I can’t take back what I did while we were apart Taylor. I didn’t know if you were coming back or not. I couldn’t....damn it Taylor I’m not losing you again.” Lucas said gruffly. I didn’t move but when he placed his hand on my shoulder I didn’t shrug away this time, instead I moved my hand over his. “I’m sorry, I’m...I’m so sleepy and I feel like I’m stuck in a bad dream. Lucas, I killed...I killed my brother. I...I couldn’t let him hurt you.”

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

The man's voice is similar to Taylor's, but the sneer I hear in his voice is poles apart from Taylor's sublime tones. "What are you talking about?" "My little brother, Taylor…He hasn't filled you in on our little arrangement, then?" "I don't know what the hell you are talking about." My voice shakes as I try to understand what is going on. "Hmm, let's just say my baby brother knows that he has to share his toys with me, and you, my dear, are his latest." "Well, Taylor's brother…" I realise I don't even know this nutcase's name.

Joyce asked pushing the guy away from her and then she crawled to the edge of the bed before eventually walking her way towards me. "Uhm, who's that guy? And how did you get him in?" I asked almost in an inaudible whisper. I’m not really sure about who this guy is but that’s only because I haven’t seen Joyce with anyone else before. I really haven’t seen not one of his boyfriends ever and that’s all because of my dad not allowing her to have one. I’m inclined to think that this guy’s the bisexual boyfriend that Joyce had talked about before. I took a few stolen glances at him as I tried to figure him out. "Oh, yeah this is Jethro, and Jethro this is my brother, Jayler." Joyce announced point