Brother In Law Novels & Stories

It should have been them who spoke first. Zachary said, "This is my brother-in-law's first time in Jeswood, and his first time sitting at a table with me. As for this drink, of course, you can drink however much you want." Since Zachary had recognized Caleb as his brother-in-law, that meant Caleb wasn’t going to have it easy. Caleb kept smiling, like a charming devil. He said, "You’re so nice to me, my dear brother-in-law." The word "brother-in-law" came out so smoothly, yet it felt a little... disgusting.

Before I could ask the question that was violently tugging the back of my mind Jane chipped in. “This is Jeph, your father’s brother ,your uncle.” The words reverberated throughout my very soul as I stared at my only surviving family.

He’d healed up nicely, but I still ached to remind him of who he was messing with. “What’s this I hear about you abducting your brother’s wife and kid?” my father snapped at me, not wasting a second to accuse. “You heard and didn’t even bother asking for the truth first?” I shot back. “What kind of judgment is that?” “I don’t need to ask,” he growled. “I know you, Alex. You’ve always been jealous of your brother, just like this useless brother of mine always wanted to be me.” “At least show your brother some respect,” an old voice said. It was my grandfather’s brother, the only living member of that generation. He never liked me much, but even he couldn’t ignore my father’s bullshit.

The aim was to keep his older brother from being too tense through each step of the wedding process unfolding tonight. "Just relax. Don't keep your face all tense and nervous like that. Just treat it like replacing a dry towel. Besides, you're a Pro, meaning you have experience with marriage, right?" Ashton immediately looked up, then turned. Staring sharply, then putting on a slightly annoyed expression. It seemed unfair that his younger brother called him a pro at marriage. Did they think he had been married multiple times or something? "Who's tense?" "The neighbor next door. It's you, obviously."

"What's this all about? Why did you bring me here?" "You know, for you, this place holds some hard memories, you crying and trying to hold it in while the waiter took your order, still freshly hurt from the betrayal... While for me, this place is the first place I spoke to you, telling you to take a bold step and leave him, still, it wasn't a very happy occasion for either of us right?" Ivy shrugs, wondering where he's going. "Anyway, I brought you here to make you realize something. Richard is my brother, even though not blood related but he's supposedly family which makes us kind of alike doesn't it?"

But, as soon as I step out of the elevator, an older lady with purple framed glasses looks at me questioningly. "May I help you?" "Yes, I came to give breakfast to Mr. Crosswalk." She raises an eyebrow at me. "Do you have an appointment? Because you don't look like a delivery girl." She narrows her eyes at me and gives me a once over. My cheeks heat in response. "Anthony is my father in law." "Ah, so you're Sebastian's wife." "Yes." "Hmm...maybe you're not keeping him happy enough." My eyes widen in anger. How dare she?

I almost thought he would kill me where I stood. But then his lips curled into a small, cruel smile. “Your brother?” he repeated, voice quiet but heavy. His eyes flicked between us again, sharper than knives. For a long moment he said nothing, only let the word sink into the room. Then, at last, he gave a short laugh. “Then he is my brother-in-law.” My jaw clenched. Every muscle in my body went stiff. Brother-in-law. The title felt wrong, heavy, like he was trying to own me through her. But I didn’t speak. I couldn’t.

Me: leave me the fuck alone TBROTHER:why when you can't Even stand up for yourself why should I leave you alone huh.?, Me: I'm not related to you so fucke off. TBROTHER: wrong we are related brother in law you're my sisters man forget that.? Me: You took my woman what's wrong with you,.? TBROTHER: no I didn't she was available and made for me so i took what's mine heard that.? Me: she's mine dammit if I can't get her no one else will.

Suddenly, Ryker calloused hands moved up from the back of my legs, up to the tip of my flimsy hands, I let out a shallow breath, trying to fight back the numerous voices fighting in my head. To give in or to lash out at my brother-in-law for doing this a few weeks after his wife's death but I couldn't. Because my body needs resonated with his so hard, fuck, it's been a while I got laid, Elijah does a bad job in getting me satisfied, it's been more than a year we had sex last. "Ryker." I moaned, my legs failed to hold me up but Ryker was quick to hold me onto his lap.

It’s only a matter of time before he’s at my side. "Caelen," he murmurs, suddenly appearing next to me, his tone smooth and maddeningly calm. "It’s been too long." I force a polite smile. "Lucian. Congratulations on your sister’s engagement." His lips curl into a faint smirk, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. "Thank you. I’m absolutely thrilled to have Ilya as a brother-in-law." I laugh dryly, trying to diffuse the tension. But his eyes stay fixed on mine, and something unspoken hangs heavy between us.