Brother Book Review Novels & Stories

“And what did you expect?” I shrugged. “The guy who barely talks. The brother who disappears when family’s around. Liam says you’re just... different.” His jaw ticked, but he didn’t react right away. “He’s right. I am.” There was no pride in it. No apology either. “You don’t try to be likable, do you?” “No,” he said. “I try to be honest.” I studied him. The sharpness in his face. The stillness in his posture. The way his eyes didn’t soften, but they didn’t harden either.

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

I said slowly, “that we just broke into your old roommate’s million-dollar beach house?” “Not broke in,” Ethan corrected, voice calm. Too calm. “Borrowed. Temporarily. He’s in Spain for the next three months shooting that documentary. House sits empty. We’re just… house-sitting.” “Without telling him,” I pointed out. Noah shrugged. “He’d say yes if he was around to ask. Probably. Anyway, we’re here now. No point crying over un-sent texts.” I stared at my brother like he’d grown a second head. Noah had always been reckless—jumping off roofs into pools, sneaking into concerts, the whole cliché—but this felt different. This felt like actual trespassing. With consequences.

“Did asshole boy look to be a couple of inches shorter than me and with darker hair, a little thinner?” She looked more closely towards him and then nodded surprised that she hadn’t seen the resemblance before now. “That is what is left of my brother Richard. He’s been dead for eight years now and we aren’t sure yet how they got his body but sadly he was never a good person in life. Now I don’t think I would be able to recognize him.” “Damn. So this is a very personal thing for you and your family.” “Extremely since my parents are on the North American Ruling Council for the Supernatural Population.”

I was a sucker for pretty faces. The only reason I agreed to date Isabelle was because she was passable-looking as partner material. It had only been a few days since junior year started when my roommate came over to me and awkwardly said, "Damian, I just spotted your girlfriend getting pretty close to that well-known broke pretty boy by the campus lake." I immediately rolled up my sleeves and rushed toward the lake. From a distance, I saw Isabelle standing very close to a slim young man. But the moment I got a good look at his face, I froze. "Damn! This guy was insanely handsome!" He was so good-looking that even I, as another guy, was jealous. Isabelle frowned and stepped in front of me.

He pity his friend so much but he can't do anything about it. "Yeah. What about you? Are you not yet tired reading those books?" Helios asked him back. His brother really loves to read books. If he's reading, then expect that his full attention will just be on that book and won't bother to look at you. He left his brother there and returned the other books he used especially the novel that he read and the reason where he got a chance to talk with his father's mistress, Professor Lia.

"My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us." "'Look at Ethan, look at Evan, why can't you be more like your brother?'" He laughed quietly. "There was always a winner and always a loser." Natasha frowned. "That's a terrible way to raise children." "It was effective." He replied. "It made us strong but it also destroyed us." The room fell silent again. "I learned to stop needing approval, Evan... He spent his whole life chasing it." She remembered everything Evan had said. How he had always felt second best. For the first time...

Soon, Brother walked in and also sat down with Daniel and looked through it as well. " Well, lucky me. I do not have to remember all this. I do not have the brain for that. Jeez, how do you do this?" Brother asked as I smiled softly. " You should not memorise this. We have to learn it to understand better about our body and then learn how to treat it." I replied, trying to pry the book away from Daniel. He shot a playful glare at me before continuing to read.

"So going on with my story, having seen enough of my brother's emotion or vulnerability, I decided to return the books to where I had found them. When I did that, making sure that I arranged them exactly as I found them, I tried to turn the lever but it didn't budge. I tried and tried but it still remained the same. Finally, I managed to get the first lever shut and it remained the second one. That one was even harder to turn than the first. I tried and tried but it didn't even show any sign of giving away. And not to brag, but considering the type of strength I have, it should have given away at the fifth try but it didn't. I took a break for a while, and after then, I went back to turn it,

"How can you be so good at bragging? What's wrong with this world? Since when did such rubbish have a chance to talk so much nonsense?" "Ridiculous, it's ridiculous." The other three exchanged glances and couldn't help but chuckle. The water man smiled and said softly, "Forget it. Don't talk nonsense with him. If he continues, he can say that the whole world is his. It's more annoying than the buzzing insects all over Third Brother's body." The bugman nodded and said, "Second brother is right. Didn't he say that Eight Desolations Heavenly Book is his little brother? That's good. After we deal with this guy, Eight Desolations Heavenly Book will become one of our young brother, right? Hahaha!"