Boyfriend's Brother Novels & Stories

He knows my brother's name, however, he knows nothing about his face. "Aren't I supposed to be the one who should ask you that, you son of a pervert?" Noah insisted he was about to kick Ghino for the second time, but I immediately pulled my brother away. Ghino simply closed his eyes and covered his head with his bare hands as though he was letting my brother beat the hell out of him. "Enough!" I exclaimed. "Apologize to him, Brother Noah. His name is Ghino Frost. And he's my fucking boyfriend." I quickly removed my grip from Noah and helped Ghino up.

, I replied. " You've got a boyfriend? How come I don't know about it?", he asked. " Oh I must have forgotten to tell you", I said, " and that reminds me, there's also something really strange about it you should know", I added. " Oh yeah? what's that?", he asked. " It's Tristan's brother", I said. " Wait what?!", he yelled, " you mean you're dating someone related to that fiend?! after everything he did?", he asked.

He kisses the side of my head and then sweetly says, “I’m your boyfriend now. I need to know what bothers you so I can protect you from it next time.” I grasp his big arms and just freely prop my head up against his broad chest, his warmth seeping into me. “Well, okay. You already know that Mom got into this road accident, right? The next thing that happened after that hit us so hard, Mom and me,” I state, trying so hard not to cry which is doable. “Right after the accident, my brother chose to be with his pregnant girlfriend than being with us with Mom. He popped out of sight like a bubble. I know he did something good for their relationship, but he did something terrible for our relationsh

I shook my head, still chuckling. “Have you seen yourself?” Her forehead creased. “You’re no match for Alina,” I continued, looking her over again. “You’re in no way close to her.” She frowned, and her hand moved unconsciously over the fabric of her clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles. “What does Alina have to do with this?” “Because my girlfriend’s brother is her boyfriend,” I deadpanned. “And he seemed completely obsessed with her.” Her face crumbled even further. “Any younger brother?”

His aura of nobility was unmistakable, and it was clear from just one look that he was someone of great importance. Crystal released Fiona and sighed, "Your boyfriend really loves you. He came all this way to find and rescue you." “Boyfriend?" Fiona turned to glance at Gabriel, whose cold gaze met hers, sending a shiver down her spine. “You've got it wrong," She said as she walked over to Gabriel. She raised her arm and stood on tiptoe to wrap it around his shoulder. “He's my brother." Fiona knew better than to think Gabriel would ever have feelings for her. She believed he was only here because of the pressure from Madam Robinson, who had insisted on finding her.

“Yes, he knows I have a boyfriend but he’s playing hard to get.” “Siobhan…you know what? Do what you want but you are not recruiting me to get this boy for you. You’re on your own here.” “Yeah, I wasn’t going to ask for your help. This is one boy I can get on my own.” “Good but when trouble comes knocking in the name of Andre or his sister, you better not come running to me for help.” “Ugh his sister, I can’t deal with her,” she cringed. “She just stares and stares and sometimes I think she’s out to get me.”

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.

“Who is that?” I choked on a laugh. “Ava—” “Isla,” she whispered loudly, still staring. “Why is there a tall, tattooed, intimidating, ridiculously fine man standing next to you like he just walked out of a crime documentary but also a Calvin Klein ad?” I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh. Ben snorted behind her. I leaned closer, whispering back, “He’s my boyfriend.” Ava’s jaw dropped. “YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?!”

mumbling this to herself, she again faced him, “Why did you lie then?” This time he spoke up smilingly, “Well, I didn’t lie. I am Aiden, Aiden Henderson. Cannon's elder brother.” Elaine again mumbled to herself shocked, “Cannon has an elder brother!” But Aiden heard her and replied smilingly, “Yes. So, you love Champ, right? Mom said so.”

“Chase,” Asher said, turning to his brother. “This is Cynthia.” “Ah, there she is. A pleasure to finally meet you.” Chase stepped closer. Despite their similarities in appearance, Chase was far more expressive than Asher. His smile came easy, and was wide enough to show teeth. For a moment, I just stared. Asher had never mentioned having a brother. Now that I thought of it, Asher hadn’t mentioned anything about his family at all.