Bro Code Rules Novels & Stories

He led me to the couch, and we sat facing each other. "Ground rules," he said. "I made a list on the plane." "Of course you did." I smiled despite myself. "CEO Marcus, always prepared." "Mock all you want, but we need structure if this is going to work." He pulled out his phone. "Rule one: no physical contact at the house when our parents are around. Not even casual touches. We can't risk them noticing a change." It made sense, but the idea of being near him and not touching felt impossible. "Okay. What else?"

"Uncle Adrian, I thought last night you clearly said no?" He simply shrugged. "My brother is going to have my head if I said no." "And you guys are too many, so we'll have two cars to drive you all." Adam continued. "Who said to enrol us in the same school?" Vincenzo questioned playfully. "Cause it had sophomore, middle and high together. And we kinda decided to live together from now on." This time it was Kaden who stood leaning against the door. Everyone gasped at the revelation including myself.

Knives’s POV There are certain things that a brother doesn’t do to another brother! #1: You don’t tell on them. #2: You don’t steal their women. #3: You NEVER betray their trust! Those are, of course, the basics... Then there are those unspoken rules. #1: Don’t change the channel when a game is on – that makes you an asshole! #2: If you’re getting a beer, grab one for the rest as well – if you’re a gentleman, bring the women some too. It will increase your chances of getting laid later!

Ethan sighed and Alex burst in laughter. " Ethan !!!! When did you become a preacher of humanity, Well I know you have an open heart towards people but then, This is something we enjoyed doing in college and after. Why is it so different now??" Alex said and Ethan scoffed. " Alex….. Let's forget about that, First of all, what are the rules abiding to this game???" Ethan asked and Alex smiled. " There are no rules, You do your thing and I do mine, After sleeping with her…The night after we just cut the bet off and the winner gets a Lamborghini and the estate and Italy " Alex said raising the bid.

"Corrupting the bad boy transfer. Playing with fire. She never considered what it would cost him." "His scholarship's on the line," Ethan says heavily. "Coach is furious. One more screw-up and Adrian's gone." "And that's all on Jules," Veronica says firmly. "She knew the rules. She knew the consequences. But she didn't care because she's never had to face real consequences for anything." The casual cruelty in her voice makes my chest ache. This is my brother—my brother—nodding along as his childhood friend tears me apart piece by piece. "I can't even look at her," Ethan admits. "When I think about her sneaking around, lying to my face, using Adrian to get back at Dad for something."

"I am testing the Jimmy Choo’s out that you bought me today." "I thought you went and took care of Skye's shirt?" "That amongst some other things." "What are you doing?" "Do you even want to ask?" "Well, if it turns out like this morning, then I am not saying another word." "If I were you, I'd start feeling worried about that bet." "You have not gone home with her yet." "If it were not for her waitress, she would have gone home with me today." Brody realizes that there is some confusion, decides to clarify the rules. "I think we need to define what taking home here means."

“I’m going to go sit at the counter. Good luck, Sum.” Something in me pulled toward him the way it always did, an old, worn groove I’d walked a thousand times before. “Go,” Ali said quietly. “I’ll be right here.” He saw me coming and his face shifted into that easy smile, and I felt it land somewhere under my sternum the way it always had, warm and stupid and entirely out of my control. “Summer!” Brooks slid out of the booth, stepped forward and wrapped his massive arms around me, pulling me into a heavy hug. “Wow!! You look….good.”

Then his expression became cold again. “Listen carefully.” he suddenly said and I nodded automatically. “Nobody at school must know about this, not a single soul. I am not your step brother, we don't live together. We are not related and I don't know someone as lame as you. If you as much as breathe this to anyone, I will ruin you I promise.”

“Vernon should have known better before he broke the rule with Miguel” Alpha Waylon cut in, slamming his fist hard on the desk and the coffee spilled on the table. “Miss me with that bullshit, Brooks! Flynn has broken a thousand rules and he has never faced any serious punishment” Brooks dropped the ice-cubes on the desk, his eyes screaming ‘I am so done with this’. “He holds the sceptre. If he continues to hold it, then he might rule forever and…” A growl rumbled from Alpha Waylon’s chest. “What did you just say?”

Not happy at all. "Gentlemen," he said, his voice carrying the weight of absolute authority. "Step away from her. Now." The voice of someone used to being obeyed. The brothers hesitated, clearly recognizing his rank but reluctant to back down. Move. Just move before this gets worse. "I said step away," Tristan repeated, his alpha presence filling the space around us. Higher rank. They have to obey. Reluctantly, the four brothers stepped back, giving me breathing room. Better. Much better.