Brother By Gerard Way Novels & Stories

"Great, that's all for today." "Wait," he halt me. Gerald glanced to our father, after that they left the room. I already expecting this situation to happened and Gerald is not the type of man you can deal with. If I'm the devil, then he's Satan himself because of his viciousness and my old brother is devilish than me. "What are you up to, Gerald?" I questioned because I sense something odd with him, and then his devil smile show up to me. "Do you really think that bullet of yours can kill me and put me to sleep forever? You underestimate me brother, that is quite offensive."

After a short while, the sixth brother sneered, “…Hey, why aren’t you walking, boy? Do you need us to force you forward or something?” “You’d best cooperate, boy! Otherwise, we’ll just kill you now and toss your body in!” threatened the seventh brother. “Actually, why don’t both of you head in first?” replied Gerald with a faint smile. “…What did you say?” asked both of them, stunned.

I was confused. "No, you idiot, just reverse the role. Just tell him he is handsome or something and touch his arm. In a flirty way," he said. "Okaay, then what?" I asked. "Talk to him. Ask him about himself. What does he do for fun, shit like that. He always complains about how Melanie never listened to him. So he'll appreciate you taking an interest in his boring-ass life," he shrugged. Oh okay. That made sense. Hayden knew his brother more than I did so he must know what he is talking about.

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

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.

she said, casting a look at her brother, who squinted his eyes. “I'm always cool,” Vincent defended. “You look beautiful too, Morty. I've missed you,” Nica said. Morticia careful carried Bran, Vincent’s youngest son, and greeted little Evan, holding and taking them in further. “So you did it, huh?” Vincent sighed as he approached Klaus, who was chatting with Ava. “This is weird, but congratulations,” he grinned and hugged his best friend. “I missed you, brother,” Klaus said. Vincent lowered his voice. “And yet you didn't invite me for the fight you had not too long ago.”

“We were coming home from school with my mother—she was driving. We had an accident.” Myriam noticed his breathing quicken, his chest rising and falling. “What happened?” she asked. “My brother… died,” he confessed. He stood, handed the baby to Myriam, and walked to a wooden bar. With trembling hands, he poured himself a glass of water. “Are you all right?” Myriam asked gently. Gerald pressed his eyelids shut, inhaled and exhaled several times. “I’m fine,” he replied. “I don’t like being consoled or pitied.” His cold, imperious tone returned.

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

Gerard said, “I crossed a line. I didn’t understand what was going on between you and your brother. I shouldn’t have assumed.” Normally, I’d still be angry, yet the anger inside me thawed. “It’s fine,” I said, my lips tightening at the edges. “Maybe I just don’t get the brother dynamic of a thing.” Gerard settled beside me, a little too close. “Mine never really liked me.” He let out a short ragged laugh. My eyes flicked to him. “You have a brother?” The Vance were a popular family in the business world, and Gerard was as popular as the name. But there was no mention of a brother.