Brother Best Friend Romance Books Novels & Stories

He looked like a man who had been arguing with himself for a long time and had finally stopped. He kissed me harder. His hand gripped the back of my neck, his mouth taking me apart. I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him back with four years of wanting behind it and the sound he made low in his chest went straight through me. "Rafael..." I breathed against his mouth. "We can't..." "Why not?" He asked, his lips moved to my jaw, my throat. I tipped my head back without meaning to and his mouth followed. "Because... because Chloe is my best friend," I stammered. "You're her father and I live here, and-"

A small, amused smile spread across my lips as I walked toward her, my steps slow and deliberate. “Let me tell you something about this boyfriend of yours,” I murmured, my tone sharp. “He’s nothing more than a dickhead. You’re here today, he’ll bring another girl tomorrow, so don’t be proud of yourself, you’re just here for today,” I added, my gaze locking onto hers as anger flickered across her face. “I thought you left,” my brother’s voice echoed as he stepped into the kitchen, his presence immediately shifting the tension in the room. He wore nothing but a pair of long black trousers, his dark eyes fixed on me, his hair falling slightly across his face.

"Well he is one of my business partners and I consider him my best friend." My boyfriends bestfriend is my brother. Oh my this is kind of illegal right? I think I've read one story like this. The older brother got angry with his bestfriend because he hook up with his sister! Oh my God no! "Gideon! He will disapprove of our relationship!" I exclaimed. "What are you saying love?" "I mean he is your bestfriend!" "So?" "I mean brothers doesn't like their sister dating their friends right? Like a- like a dude code!"

There are consequences. I should have known nothing in my life is ever simple. My brother is going to kill his best friend and I have nine months to figure out what I want. Find out more here Need Book 1 Co-written with N. Isabelle Blanco I was Kira’s from the first moment I saw her. Maybe it was love at first sight, but I was only ten. She became my best friend. My crush. The girl I can’t live without. But I have to. She was almost mine, but my father took away my chance.

The bookstore had a new shipment of romance novels. I spent the morning unpacking boxes with Ethan, laughing at the ridiculous cover art. Shirtless men. Women in flowing dresses. Dramatic titles like The Rake's Redemption and Tempted by the Billionaire. "This is basically p**n," Ethan said, holding up a particularly scandalous cover. "Glorious, wonderful, life-affirming p**n," I corrected. He laughed. "You're something else, Lucy."

“It’s just Jordan.” “Just Jordan?” I turned, eyes wide. “Liv, it’s not just Jordan. It’s Jordan Kingston. Your brother. The same guy who kissed me like it meant something and then texted me good morning like a lovesick idiot.” Liv grinned. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “It’s terrifying.” “Then it’s real,” she said simply, tossing me my jacket. “Go have fun, dummy.”

The man I once saw as a younger brother is now my husband to be . And finally our love was able to overcome age differences , personal differences . If it is true love then it can overcome anything ! Thanks for reading my best friend's brother I love you all !!! THE END

I purr, arching into her touch, fully aware that every grind, every kiss, every teasing little moan is just for him. Grayson Bennett—president of the Crimson Reapers, my best friend Alyssa's older brother, and the man I've been messing around with for the past nine months—doesn't exactly come with a label. Mostly because he's still technically married to the wife who ghosted him nearly a year ago. But I've been on the back of his bike. I've been to the clubhouse. And he sure as hell doesn't complain when I tag along—or climb into his bed.

But the moment his mismatched eyes meet hers, the moment his hands trace over what he’s been silently dreaming about for years… resisting becomes impossible. SOLD TO MY BROTHER’S BESTIE A dark, forbidden, addictive romance where desire burns hotter than loyalty, control teeters on the edge of obsession, and the man she was told to see as a brother becomes the only man she can’t escape.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” “Good morning to you too, brother,” Adrian said dryly, pouring himself coffee. Bruno’s chair scraped back as he half-stood, pointing at me. “Her? You brought her here? To our house?” I gave him my sweetest smile, the one that used to make him melt. “Hello, Bruno. Long time.” His jaw clenched. “What the hell is this?” Adrian didn’t flinch. “This is my girlfriend. Nova and I are together.”