Better Brother Better Life Novels & Stories

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

I chuckled bitterly, “You know what, I could just jump over this table right now and slap you right in the face. Don't you have any shame at all? Still talking like what best friends or something,” He swallowed. “Justy, no matter what happens, we will always be best friends. You've always been supportive of my relationships. What's different now? Is it because Lucia is a maid and not well off?” “Don't you dare play dumb,” I said through gritted teeth, “... You made me think that you were interested in me, you fed me with crumbs leading to the altar so that I could cover up for your little affair, that's very different from being a supportive best friend.”

“Nova…” “No.” My voice shook, but I forced steel into it. “You don’t get to rewrite history. You cheated. You lied. And you left me bleeding while you smiled. Don’t stand here and tell me you want me back just because you can’t stand that your brother treats me better than you ever did.” For the first time, anger flickered across his face, the smooth mask cracking. His jaw clenched, his tone sharpening. “Better? Adrian doesn’t do better. He controls. He manipulates. That’s all he knows. And if you think for a second that he’s going to choose you over his own plans, you’re even more naïve than I thought.”

I shoved the phone back into my pocket, Sienna’s voice drifted from inside before I even rang the bell. “Zayne! About time!” I exhaled softly, trying not to let her energy get under my skin. The door swung open, and there she was. Isla. She looked…. lighter. Whatever problem she had from earlier wasn’t gone, not entirely, but the tension in her shoulders had loosened slightly. Her wet hair clung to her face, but she held herself with quiet dignity, her eyes pinned on my face. Did she recognize me? “You’re here,” Sienna said, bouncing on the balls of her feet like a child announcing something exciting. “Zayne, meet my best friend. Isla. Isla, this is the infamous older brother.”

Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what. Rule number ten: Best friends must fix fights before the day ends. Rule number eleven: Best friends never let anyone come between them. And rule number twelve: Best friends forever — no matter what happens. In a few hours, I’ll officially become a tenth-grade student. But before that, there are a few things you should know about me. Sixteen years ago, I was born into a small but beautiful family. There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive.

THE WRONG BROTHER Elena Bennett believes she's found the perfect man. Adrian Whitmore is everything she could have asked for: handsome, affectionate, wealthy, and hopelessly romantic. After months of dating, Adrian finally introduces her to his family, that's when she meets Alexander Whitmore. Twenty-nine years old. Arrogant. Insufferably confident. And unfortunately, her boyfriend's older brother. From their first encounter, the two can't stand each other. Alexander thinks Elena is immature, outspoken, and far too comfortable expressing opinions that nobody asked for. Elena thinks Alexander is a walking definition of arrogance. Their arguments become a regular occurrence, and neithe

I stared at the screenThen another message appeared. Because if you stay… I swallowed. The final message arrived. I might lose my brother, but I'm not going to lose my best friend too.

“Jarek, you have a company to run, meetings to attend, and about a thousand responsibilities that don't involve following your sister and me to a village.” “I can manage my responsibilities.” “Then manage them here!” “Oh my God, Bambi, why are you so upset? Isn't this wonderful? We get to spend five days together, and my brother gets to experience something different for once.” I gave her a look of pure betrayal. “Something different? Calla, your brother is the very definition of a problem!” “I'm sitting right here,” Jarek remarked. “I'm aware!” His lips curved into a slow smile. “Good. Then you can stop talking about me as though I'm not here.”

NiNi: "I'm okay, brother. All good. My brother protects me the best!!!" She felt proud of herself for solving one mystery. In a good mood, she praises her brother. Big Bro: "Of course, you should be thankful. With so much trouble you've created, I wonder why I still need to dote on you. *desperate emoji* NiNi: "My oh my brother, how could you do not? You can't abandon this cute-loyal sister who always takes your side every time your father wants to beat you to death. Just how many times I've saved your life?"

whether was a sunny and cold wind which make perfect timing for a picnic lami:- big brother now you have to push me. big brother comes here. she waving her hand with a smile. in spring she looks so cute. then atri start running and reached to lami atri:- now I will push you to get ready atri start pushing her and she was laughing and saying it's so fun brother atri:- will you marry me when we become adult lami:- no because mommy say brother and sister can not do marriage atri:- I don't know what is the problem with adults is. I want to marry you. father told me that if I prove myself a worthy man then I can marry you. will you run away with me? if mom doesn't give us