Boyfriend's Brother Novels & Stories

I had been dating my boyfriend, Julian Hayes, for four years, yet my best friend Fiona Blake still looked more like his girlfriend than I did. Whenever the three of us went furniture shopping, the sales associate would hand Julian and Fiona a catalog for couples. Whenever we went out for fondue, the server would ask if Julian and Fiona wanted a photo together. At the beach, a stranger once handed me her phone and asked, "Would you mind taking a picture of your friend and his girlfriend?" I smiled, took her phone, and raised it to take the picture. On the screen, Julian and Fiona looked every bit like a couple. Fiona always brushed it off. "We just have similar face shapes. It's a coinciden

My steps quickened as I tried my best to reach my office before breaking down. I paused when I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open and stepped in. He was seated in my chair, a smile plastered across his face. His short, curly hair fell onto his forehead, giving him a slightly boyish charm. He was dressed in a pristine white shirt tucked into black slacks. “I thought I’d take you home,” he said. Despite the turmoil inside me, I felt my lips curve upwards. Nathiel Brooks. My first boyfriend. My first love. My first kiss.

"You married my dad and then you married his dad. That's weird." "It's complicated," I managed. "That's what Mom says about everything." Adrian looked past me into the house. "Are your kids here? Mom says I have a sister and brother. Kind of." "They're not your siblings. They're your—" I stopped. What were they? His uncle and aunt technically, but also his age peers. "They're your father's half-siblings." "So we're related but not really." Adrian smiled. It wasn't Aiden's smile. It was something else. Something calculating. "Can I meet them?"

Nathan shakes his head tossing the controller down, Eli looked at Nathan and grins triumphantly, running a hand through his messy sandy blonde locks "Aw c'mon Nate, I totally kicked your ass! Maybe if you spent less time chasing skirt and more time practicing..." he chuckles, stretching languidly, his toned abdomen peeking out from under his snug neon green t-shirt. "I'm gonna grab a beer, wanna one?" Suddenly Nate’s phone rings Nathan glances at the caller ID seeing it's his older brother Damon before turning back to Eli. "Nah, I'm good. And hey, not everyone can be a gaming pro AND pull tail like me," Nathan jokes cockily, flashing Eli a playful smirk. "Besides, you'd be bored stiff withou

He told Nathaniel he didn’t know how to tell her, not with college just around the corner. Nathaniel had listened, nodded, tried to give advice even though he himself didn’t know what love was supposed to feel like. They talked for a while, and then Ethan left. But Nathaniel wasn’t free yet. That same evening, he was supposed to meet Nigel—Ryan’s older brother—who worked at the Whitmore company. Nigel was a great friend, and had promised to show him a new game after work. Nathaniel had been late because of Ethan, but he still rushed over, hoping Nigel might still be around.

His movement was jerky, like a man who wasn’t sure if he was approaching a boss or a predator. I raised a brow as I took the file from him, the metal in my brow piercing catching the faint light of the room. He kept talking, his words spilling out too fast. “Lost his parents three years ago. Has a younger sister, but she’s off the radar—she's in a relationship with some Spanish guy. As for him and Joan…” He hesitated, swallowing hard. “I’m not sure what’s going on there. I mean, they seem close, but—”

Alone with her thoughts, her fears… and that curiosity she didn’t want to admit. Nathan. The twin brother. The opposite. A stranger who, she sensed already, would disrupt her fragile balance. She remembered the stories Thomas had once told about his brother. Colorful, almost romantic tales. Nathan in Bali, lying in a hammock suspended between two palm trees. Nathan in Tokyo, tasting improbable dishes in hidden alleys. Nathan again, facing a storm in the Moroccan desert, or sharing a cigarette with a stranger on the roof of a train in India.

"I know." "So why wasn't you?" Cole wiped his eyes. "Because I was scared. Because I didn't know how to tell you that I'd fallen in love with your boyfriend. Because I knew it would destroy you." "Did you think hiding it would be better?" "No. But I wasn't thinking. I was just... feeling. And I didn't know how to stop." I looked at my brother. The boy who taught me how to ride a bike. Who held my hand at Mom's funeral. Who promised to always protect me.

Kelsey paused for a moment, "No, it's not like that ... he's a keeper, right?" Julie raised her eyebrows, "Of course he's a keeper, he's the most responsible boyfriend you've ever had, he's a future businessman, smart and mature, he's a total keeper," she complimented him. "I'm glad you approve," Kelsey was amused. She stared at her best friend who was so caught up in whatever she was working on in her laptop. "How are things with you and Preston?" she asked. Julie shrugged a shoulder, "It's fine." Trying to get her to talk specifics is like trying to pry open a can without a can opener.

I asked the stranger because I've seen his face before. On my boyfriend, which means they are fucking twins. Holy shit. Sure he was a few inches shorter than me but they were definitely a copy and paste. He was lean but not as muscular as Nathan. "I'm Aydan Parker and I believe I'm your boyfriend's younger twin brother," He said with a smile "Brother? So um- hold on right here please," I said walking back inside. I grabbed the bags and Nathan's change of clothes leaving the room. "You guys leaving already?" He asked me as I closed the door.