Novel & Cerita Brother Best Friend Romance

When I was twelve, Ethan was eighteen. He was my brother Alex's best friend and the most powerful Alpha in the northern territories. He was magnetic, commanding, with an aura that made every wolf in the pack lower their heads in respect. I was completely obsessed with him. This wasn't just a crush. When he was around, I felt my entire world shift on its axis. I baked cookies for their pack meetings, the kind loaded with chocolate chips that Ethan always grabbed first. I drew little pictures of wolves running under moonlight, pencil strokes filled with a longing I couldn't even name.

I just couldn't believe myself right now, I'm betraying my brother for being here with his girlfriend. "I think I had to go," I said but someone just came in from the back door. It's a guy, a good-looking guy. "Lenna, glad you're back," he winked at her. "Enemy!" my wolf, Xavier, growled. "Come on', guys, I wasn't absent for a month, why react like this," Lenna chuckled. I just observed them smiling and laughing together. Their conversation was all simple but they look happy. I guess, this is what you called true friendship... I never had one, even in the royal pack land, I never had friends because they didn't like me just because I was treated specially by everyone, knowing I am the one an

Leo seems like a wonderful man and letting him in meant that I was letting another take his place inside my heart. "Maybe this is what you need to get over your past." She said thoughtfully, "A fresh start." "That sounds very cliche." I commented while giving thought to the point. "Falling for your best friend's brother is cliche." She said. "It's a good thing that you and Damien are not together then." I grinned but she remained silent, not meeting my gaze. "Toki?" I called out, "Are you-" "Yes." She confessed and I noticed the tears that glazed her eyes. Standing up, I rounded the table pulling her into a tight embrace. I sat there confused as my best friend bawled her eyes out at the ment

I could see the hurt written all over his face at the thought of Jasmine being in another relationship. You can already guess what was going on right? Yes, you are on point! Hayden, my elder brother, had actually been crushing on my best friend ever since he set his eyes on her the first time she visited our home when we were sixteen. I shouldn’t call something that had been going on for about nine years a “crush”, right? Yes, you are probably right. My brother has been in love with my best friend for a very long time, even when he knew that the feelings were one-sided.

Ericka patted his hand sympathetically, "you were about as subtle as a brick through a window." "Everyone knew except you two," Maxwell added. "It was honestly painful to watch." Ericka rolled her eyes at her brother, “Most brothers don’t like the idea that their sister is likely to end up with their best friend.” Maxwell eyed the pair sceptically. "That's because most brothers don't have best friends who write ridiculous 'no romance' clauses into their lease agreements." Dominic winced at the reminder. "I'm never going to live that down, am I?"

If I cannot tell him that I was mated to him, I will find ways to be close to him. "Why?" "Why what? My brother can be friends with your sister and I can't?" I asked him. "The friendship between my sister and your brother is different. Even though I hate the fact that she is seeing him, it is still unique. So..." He stopped talking when he saw the way I was looking at him. I could not help the smile that broke on my lips at the way he was speaking. He cleared the throat before facing the huge screen. "The movie is about to start. Focus."

It’s just about the journey of going on it with him. Cade looks over at me, the moon reflecting in his eyes. “I don’t think so. It seems like more and more recently, my mind is full of nothing but thoughts of you.” His words steal any kind of response. I’m trying to wrap my mind around what’s happening between us. I’d gone to bed swearing that by the time I woke up the next morning, I’d never pine after my best friend’s brother again. When sleep finally took me, I’d been chanting over and over again how he was nothing to me anymore.

"Are you reading anything right now?" "Yes, " I hum and keep the hair that flies to my face from the blowing wind behind my ear. "I'm reading a brother's best friend. It's one of my favourite tropes. " "Why? What interests you about fucking your brother's best friend?" He asks with genuine curiosity clear in his voice and I say, "The tension interests me the most. I think it relates a bit to the forbidden trope and that just makes everything so fùcking better: the thought that you shouldn't want something, but you just can't help it. It's exciting. "

I knew how to be romantic--- OK, perhaps it wasn't my strong suit and I didn't know how to flirt or sweet-talk to save my life, but. How hard could it be? “How the fuck do you know so much about her?” I asked instead and looked at my brother with a frown. “Because my mate is her best friend,” he continued, a small smile creeping across his lips. I’d just opened my mouth to say something when I realized what he had said. “Mate?!” I echoed and gaped in shock at him. My brother - my man-whore of a brother--- had a mate?!

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.