Best Friend's Brother Novels & Stories

Now I'm standing here like an idiot, waiting for Marcus to show up, because apparently I'm incapable of planning ahead. Why didn't I just drive myself? Right. Because Nina said she'd buy me coffee if I rode with her. And I am weak for free caffeine. So here I am. Waiting. And Marcus is probably balls deep in some blonde right now. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean it as a fact. My brother is a man whore. Always has been. Always will be. He dates women the way other people change socks, frequently and without much thought. Another reason Nina can't stand him. She calls him "emotionally constipated." I call him predictable.

My brother, Graham Hart, was the villainous second male lead in a romance novel. After the female lead, Celeste Rodgers, faked her death, he spent every day thinking of ways to die for her. But before he could follow through, he got a call from my kindergarten teacher, Carly Rocha. "Are you Mila Hart's brother? Please come to the school. She keeps climbing into the aquarium and pretending to be a goldfish. She says she learned it from you. What exactly is going on?" After that, Graham didn't dare try to kill himself anymore. He had to set a good example for me. Then one day, years later, the school called him in because I had been caught dating a boy with bleached hair. As it turned o

My hands went cold. Had Jordan already sent him the photographs? I stared at my brother’s name, my thumb frozen above the message. What if he already knew? What if he was about to ask me why his best friend was touching my bum? I swallowed hard and took a deep breath before opening it. I read the message twice. : Throwing a little birthday party for my 33rd. I want my two favourite people there. You and Nathan. No excuses. Then I glanced at the photographs scattered across the bathroom floor. My brother and his best friend, I couldn’t avoid both men forever.

I whispered back. “Shall we proceed now?” I answered with a nod. Then we move forward. I hold his arm so tight. He is the only person I can lean on all this time. I don’t have friends. I don’t need people whom I know someday will just leave me or worst betray me. It is rare and difficult to have real and trustworthy friends especially if you’re not related. Right? Some people say there are siblings who used to argue. Yes, I guess that’s true and unavoidable. We sometimes fight too and tease each other, but it is not like the argument that he’s going to hate me for real. He’s the only brother and best friend of mine.

the brunette says, acid lacing her voice. “The only good thing about her is her hot brother. Adam. I don't understand how they're related to be honest. You know Adam slept with my sister last year, she said it was better than she imagined. Maybe, I'll try to make it to one of their parties, I hear they host a few a semester." "Ewe, isn't that gross? Sleeping with the same guy your sister slept with?"

I say and she shakes her head. “Carter will flip out if he finds out I’m having a thing with his best friend, so it’s better not to say anything.” She explains and I raise my eyebrows in question because it sounds absurd, why will he flip out George is his best friend. “Brothers are just very weird about their friends dating their friends bro code and all.”Steph explains further and I nod. “That’s just stupid, if you and George like each other I think you should be together. Everyone deserves to be happy.” I say and she smiles.

I'm the overprotective brother, but also both my sisters are overprotective especially Carla, she's literally the best person I know. And Liam, my best friend. We met the first day of college and we have been inseparable since then, I love how much you love and care about my sister. I love you you both, to my favorite person ever Carla and my brother and best friend Liam." Mickey says raising up his glass as he ends his speech and everyone cheers. My eyes were welling up, getting all emotional from my brother's speech. Liam looked at me then he leaned over, kissing the side of my head.

She stared at him in confusion. " I'll be your brother. " He grinned, saying the words. " Baby sis." " That's not possible, is it? " The thought of her best friend acting as her big brother amused her, especially because they were two completely different roles and obligations. " You can't be. " " Why not? Is it because I am your best friend? " Mira nodded in response to his question. " You know, Mira. Being your best friend makes becoming your brother easier. You know why? " He continued, seeing her nod in response. " I know you, more than anyone does and that's one of the characteristics of a brother. "

“You said you were leaving, so I visited my best friend. Her name is Amanda. She passed away a few years ago, and I still miss her like crazy. One of these days, I will tell you what kind of trouble we got into. ” “I bet you had so much fun. My brother is my best friend, and we never fail to get in touch every day.”

Lake came, lay down next to me, and pulled me into his arms. I put my hand on his chest and said the obvious, “I still can’t believe my brother and my father are alive.” He chuckled. “For how many times I wanted to punch your brother, but seeing him alive today, I was so relieved and somewhat happy that he did not die.” I lifted my gaze, and he was looking down at me. “For a second, I think you’re gonna be best friends.” “Me and your brother?” He arched his eyebrows. “Best friends? I don’t think so. We have different beliefs, and we have nothing in common. He’s a—”