Bestfriends Brother Novels & Stories

he said with a laugh. I frowned at that. I had girlfriends, didn’t I? I mean, I had a few work friends but I wasn’t close to many of them. Not close enough to talk about my relationship issues. “Oh, my God,” I breathed and looked at Wren. “I have no girlfriends. You are literally the only best friend that I have.” “Ouch.” “No!” I said sympathetically with a laugh. “I’m sorry. You know I didn’t mean it like that. Besides, it doesn’t change anything. This is weird. I can’t bitch to you about my boyfriend because he’s your brother.”

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?"

Deciding that I would like to suffer a little less, I close the freezer with the one bowl in hand, only to almost trip back at the sight that welcomes me as I turn around. My brother and a guy that I would recognize anywhere and anytime, Sinclair Leovough AKA my brother's best friend AKA my childhood stupid crush AKA the first guy I've ever felt strong feelings towards but sadly, takes me as a little sister AKA the biggest fuck boy I've ever met. Even worse than Vince, walking down the stairs. He has changed and I can't decide if it's in a bad way or a good way because damn! Boy grew hotter! He rolls his tongue around his lip ring as he smiles to something my brother is saying, his single le

Kylie followed me and sat on my lap, her arms around my shoulder. "Yeah, Luna is the best. I was scared, but she was so cool. She outran those losers," she laughed and kissed my cheek. Well, if you're wondering, Kylie is my best friend and also my fuck buddy, but relationships are something I never do. J averted his gaze with wrinkled brows. I could sense the anger and jealousy inside him. I am well aware that my brother loves Kylie, but what can I do? He's too slow.

“I said I am not doing it. I want out. I will not go to Edwin and Co. just to secure a girl for you to make easy riches off her. He moved toward me and stood toe to toe with me – even though he is my elder brother we stood at the same height. “Carol, Dez?” They didn’t need him to say anymore before making their quiet exit from the room. I thought he was going to hit me again and I was ready to stand and fight even if it costs my life. My brother, the brother who used to be my best friend as a kid has become a monster. I watched his decline for years and prayed that he would retrace his steps but it looks to me that all that’s left now is for him to sprout horns and a tail to become the devil

I said. "Storm is a strong person and I believe he can handle all the things on his own. God has a perfect plan for him and I'm sure of it," I smiled at him. "Thank you, babe, for being my brother's best friend and for loving me," I seriously said. He held my hand. "Storm is not only my best friend but also a brother to me. And you don't need to thank me for loving you because we are meant to meet and make our love story,"

I reply. “Where did you go?” He asks. “Just somewhere” I reply. “Okay, where is that somewhere?” He asks I smile, “I went to spend time with my brother and his wife” I text back. “That’s nice, so when will you be back?” He asks. “Not sure of the exact time, but I’ll be back before 8pm” “Alright, have fun” he replies

Adams annoyingly replied. "You've never kept anything from me, if I say myself, I literally know every single damn thing about you, I know about everything going on in your life and that's because we share a strong bond, calling you my best friend is an understatement Adams, you're my brother, we're brothers and brothers should stick to each other and try to help each other isn't it?" "Just tell me what's wrong and I promise to do my best to help you like I've always done, you never keep things from me Adams, and I'm sure you're not going to start now."

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

Part of falling for Ethan meant getting to know his world—and his world included three guys who’d been his friends since middle school. There was Jake, the tallest of the group, with a perpetual smirk and a reputation for being able to talk his way out of anything. He was the one who organized the weekend hangouts, the one who always knew where the party was. Underneath the laid‑back exterior, though, he was fiercely loyal. I’d seen him step between Ethan and a guy who’d made a snide comment about him transferring schools. Jake didn’t throw a punch, but he didn’t have to. The look he gave was enough.