Arin Hanson Brother Novels & Stories

Olivia seemed excited “I told you me and Brian are best friends, right! So we’re growing up together and among five of us, me, Brian, Kevin, Mark and Ryan, Brian is the only one who didn’t play, but just dated one person, she is Rosie. They’re in a long term relationship until she felt bored and cheated on him with me.” “No way!” Olivia was surprised

He then clears his throat like he is preparing me for what is to come, “My name is Micheal. Micheal Hanson. But since we are siblings, you can call me Mike.”

The design was breathtaking. "Ms. Soriano?" a voice called. I turned toward it. "Mr. Agnello," I answered. "Yes?" The boy behind him giggled, and Harris chuckled as he hugged him. This must be Honor—Hade and Hank’s youngest brother. "Honor!" Jarred called, fist-bumping him before patting his head. "Aw, Jarred, I have a date, don’t mess my hair up," Honor sulked, then winked at me. "You must be Sydney?"

He does not know Finn personally, but I told him a lot about Finn already. I told him about his relationship with Jade, and how he made Luca and her break up. I've always talked about such things with Lika anytime I was really free. Liam wasn't able to come to the party that I held when I was launching my company. Liam walked up to Finn and then stood in front of me, and I could barely see what was going on in front of me since he was way taller than me, and he had a broad shoulder. "The billionaire brother is doing everything in his power to protect his sister." Finn was meeting Liam for the first time too, I guess.

She snapped at her twin brother, Mason, who only opened the door wider when he heard his sister's words. "What's going on here? I heard a bang." He said and scanned his eyes over the room until they landed on Ava, on the floor. His eyes flash with amusement and Ava grits her teeth. "What are you doing on the floor, Moon?" Ava narrowed her eyes on his face and glared. She hated that asshat, and she loathed that nickname he gave to her when they were younger, back when she had that obsession with the moon . While Ava got along with his sister, she could never see eye to eye with Mason. They hated each other, it was that simple.

Eighteen years ago….. Kaleb Luthor hurried on. He was on an errand for his father, walking down the gravel path that cut from his house when his eyes caught something. He stopped and stared for a moment. It was his sister's friend, Sasha. Sasha Sullivan. She was hanging upside down from an old tree, her skinned knees hooked over a low thick branch. She was swinging back and forth, so her long braids dangled like ropes. The whole time she hummed while she blew the biggest pink bubble he had ever seen. He didn't know you could hum and blow bubble gum at the same time. As he walked past her, there was a loud pop.

Hugo quickly took out the emerald ring and handed it to Arian, saying, "Mr. Ferguson, Heston is my brother. He asked me to ask you and your brother to come out and help us solve a problem." Arian stabbed the knife into the table, making the meat scraps and blood on the table splatter everywhere. Without even batting an eye, he wiped off the blood on his hand before he accepted the emerald ring from Hugo. He looked at the ring and said indifferently, "My brother is busy. He's not in the state capital. I'll go with you." Hugo frowned and looked a little hesitant as he said, "Oh? The other Mr. Ferguson is not around? When will he be coming back?"

Sloane called that night. "Heard about the letter," she said. "Are you okay?" "Define okay." "I'm coming over." "Don't. It's not safe." "Don't care. I'll be there in twenty." She hung up before I could argue. Sloane arrived with takeout and a bottle of wine. "You look like crap," she said. "Thanks." She sat down and poured us both glasses. "So," she said. "My brother showed up in a panic and left with his security team. Any idea what that's about?"

I smirked, yanking him aside so I could see the man who was keeping him busy. "Oh shit! It's the singer from that bar." I grinned, slowly letting my brother go. "Whatever, just don't say shit." Marcelo scoffed beside me, buckling his belt. The dude, whose name was still unknown to me smiled shyly, stretching his hand for handshake. "Hi," he said, clearing his throat. "I'm Tyler Hanson. You must be the brother? Giovanni, right? I saw you the other night at the bar." I let out a shaky laugh as I took his hand. Shrugging. "I guess you two must be pretty close for him to even say shit about me."

Also, we ended up sharing the deepest secrets today, though we didn't give each other full details of it. I took my phone and looked up Lance Storm. Even though I had told him I wouldn't stalk him online, I ended up researching the entire Storm family. I even found out the brother's name I was forgetting earlier. Turns out he was Lance's twin. Elian Storm was the one who had more public recognition—recently, he was even all over the news for being framed into a conspiracy. Lance had another brother, Eltan; even he was famous for his artistry. But there was barely a picture of Lance. He was only in a family picture, and nowhere else. He seemed so secretive, but damn, he was so handsome.