Best Friend's Brother Romance Books Novels & Stories

I had just kissed my best friend's brother… and I think I liked it! **

KAIDA’S POV I was speechless. Totally and utterly speechless. Maybe it was a dream and I needed to wake up as soon as I could, but when I pinched myself, it fucking hurt—-it was real after all. Maverick Jensen, the hockey god. My best friend’s brother left his apartment at 5am and jumped into my room through the window like a stalker just so he could confess his feelings. Scratch that—he never mentioned the word, ‘feeling’. Rather, it was more like an obsession.

I took it easy this time, sucking the dick like my life depended on it. Using my tongue to lick, and go around it. “Fuck, Beautiful” he said pushing further. “You make it so fucking hard not to cum.” The moment he said it, i felt my pussy went empty for a moment before being filled again. I knew this time it was a different cock and a different brother, my pussy twitched to think of me being the slut and having my best friend ex boyfriend brothers thick cocks being switched out of my wet dripping cunt and fucking my deep wet pussy.

I tried to compose myself the best way I could and now is the time to put what I had imagined into action. "Hey brother, meet my best friend…" Anabel said glowing with excitement. Ethan turned slowly facing me with Anabel standing between us. "This is Linda, my best friend. The one I’ve been telling you about," Anabel said showing me to her brother with a bright smile. "Ohh wow. This is her?…" Ethan asked looking at Anabel like he was about to say he knows me, my heart skipped. "Nice to meet you, Linda," he faced me back with a polite smile while extending his hand. "My sister has said a lot of nice things about you, it's nice to finally meet you in person."

There are consequences. I should have known nothing in my life is ever simple. My brother is going to kill his best friend and I have nine months to figure out what I want. Find out more here Need Book 1 Co-written with N. Isabelle Blanco I was Kira’s from the first moment I saw her. Maybe it was love at first sight, but I was only ten. She became my best friend. My crush. The girl I can’t live without. But I have to. She was almost mine, but my father took away my chance.

“I'm sorry. I just - didn't expect you to be at my house - not until the weekend.” “I told her so—” Noah chuckled. Ignoring Cassie, I looked at him. “Thank you for coming to get me. I'll save today's bus fare.” I smiled before relaxing my back again. Noah was my best friend's only brother. Just like me, I had only Christian. In that same manner, Cassie had only Noah. The sixth rule applied to Noah and Christian. Although Cassie was never going to have anything to do with my brother - she was six years older than he is, after all. Somehow, it was just me to whom the sixth rule applied.

***************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey lovely reader, I had such a wild time writing this chapter because every time Matteo or Damian steps onto the page, the atmosphere shifts. One is raw, merciless, and impossible to tame. The other is sharp, calculating, and always three steps ahead. And yet, they’re brothers two sides of the same coin, bound by blood but driven by their own hunger for power. Now I’m curious… between Matteo and Damian, which one has captured your attention the most? Do you find yourself drawn to Matteo’s brutal, untamed fire, or Damian’s icy control and clever schemes? I honestly can’t wait to see who you’re secretly rooting for.

I said, perhaps a little too fast. Zach chuckled. “She’s lying.” “Shut up, Zach.” “Hey, I’m just saying,” he teased. “If the guy you’re clearly into decides to ditch you for Miss I-Can-Do-A-Perfect-Pirouette, I’d be mad too.” Liv gasped dramatically. “You’re into him!” “I’m not!” I insisted, flustered. “He’s just—he’s confusing.” Liv gave me that knowing grin that only siblings seem to have — the one that said I know my brother better than you ever will.

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

He’s six years older, works for my family’s law firm, and, oh yeah—he’s my stepbrother. Totally off-limits. Completely irresistible. And exactly what I want. °°° Filthy, scandalous, and so sugary sweet your teeth will hurt. This one’s a heaping dose of wrong in the right kind of way. If an older, dominant, obsessed alpha claiming his untouched heroine sounds like your cup of tea, then you should probably dive right in. °°° Okay, okay, this is officially my last book in the series. And yes, I know I said that the last time... and maybe the time before that. But for real this time! Pinky swear!(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)