Brother Loop Novels & Stories

“Mara opened the old port. You insulted the therapist. Team effort.” That is my brother. The ache hits so hard I almost miss the static under his joke. The outline twitches. For a moment, his voice drops into a lower register, all clipped metal. “Unauthorized emotional loop. Correcting.” Then he is back. “Ignore that.” “I will not ignore that.” “You will if you want the map.” The corridor fills with red dots. Too many. Each dot becomes a name. NELL. ORRIN. HALE. FINN. LYSA. TAVI. JO. MARA. CALEB. SARAH. RENN.

Then the unmistakable rhythmic creak of a bedframe. My face went nuclear. Noah and Lena. Obviously. They’d been “showering” for like forty-five minutes. I froze, plate halfway to the table, mortified on behalf of everyone involved. Ethan noticed immediately. He turned down the heat on the stove, wiped his hands on the dish towel, and cocked his head toward the ceiling. “Sounds like your brother’s putting in work,” he said, deadpan. “Shut up,” I hissed, cheeks burning so hot I could have cooked the pasta on them.

"You must think I'm a bad person but I'm finally getting better, I'm seeing a therapist, I take my pills regularly, my company is growing and I'm married. I can't have my past ruining mistakes for me." "Two days Javier, in two days it makes it three years Louisa died, the only woman that could love you for the monster you truly are." I stood up looking down at my pathetic brother. "At the end of the day Ace, we are both monsters." He smirked, I want to say it's not true but it is. "Look, give me a month and I'll handle Zach." I won't let any of my friends die, not anymore. "2 weeks max." My brother smirked at me, he's not getting better, he's not. I'm afraid he's worse. ~~~

“You make it sound like finding your brother good-looking is a felony.” “It should be,” she said without missing a beat, then sighed. “Because right now you’ve been going on and on about Zayne. Every other sentence starts with ‘your brother this,’ ‘your brother that.’ I’m starting to get suspicious.” “Oh, please.” I laughed, leaning back on the couch. “Not like I’m planning to date him or something. Silas’s trauma is enough to keep me focused.” Her expression softened, the humor fading from her eyes for a moment. “Good. Because my brother is off-limits, Isla. And you’re really not the type to break promises.”

Gabrielle had grown on her badly, so instead, she stuck by the nickname 'Brie'. "Do I look okay?" She turned to her brother, Adam, who was silently playing a game on his phone. He took a second to respond, his soft, brown hair flopping down into his eyes as he hunched over the colourful screen. "Huh?" He looked up, sacrificing his game in the process. His soft, freckled face shone with admiration for his sister. "You look great." He smiled and stood up with a jump. He trotted clumsily over to the window and glanced out with a thoughtful expression.

“Jesus Christ did you throat punch him?” “I did better. I called my brother and told him.” “Your brother who is the surgeon your parents love and adore or the brother who they hate because he’s part of a motorcycle club and has been arrested more than once.” “The second one.” Halima giggled. “I called him and boohooed about how Sloane’s brother was sexually inappropriate to me. My brother does not like anyone being rude to me. Remember the guy he beat up from the bar?” “I do. Does Anderson know his face is going to look like a Picasso?”

At the Brother’s Group Richard: “Today Renea called me the fifth brother.” Kevin: “I know! You have already chanted in front of me hundred times, can you be quiet for a while?” Richard: “Forth Brother, are you jealous of me?” Kevin: “I am jealous of you? You wish! Don’t forget that Renea called me forth brother first!” Darren: “Stop, Kevin! Don’t be shameless! Renea called me third brother first!”

Kevin replied adamantly. “Don’t do this man.” “Dude, you either join in the brother’s code or you leave me alone.” Brother’s code? What brother’s code? I so much wanted to know but I can’t afford to make myself be remembered now, I made a mental note to ask Adrian, that’s if he will tell me though.

Brother drawls lazily; however, his eyes that glow briefly show his rage and impatience. “Or what? Ella is mature enough to indulge with whomever she desires. But with your behavior this morning and now, one might mistake you for a jealous suitor rather than an older brother.” Wow. Just wow. I always knew Brandon's mouth would get him into trouble. This might finally be it. And how is he not getting affected by Brother's oppressive aura? “Time's up,” Brother says, and my eyes widen when he moves in a blur, too fast for me to react, and the next thing, he's strangling Brandon, who is lifted off the ground, his legs kicking as he struggles to break out of Brother's grasp.

We were in their territory and it's weird for them to hear a man calling me an Alpha. "My apologies, may I know if you want him here, sir?" he asked. I scowled and let out a deep sigh, looked like I had no choice after all, "let him in," I commanded and he obeyed immediately, then after a few minutes, my brother came in from the front of the door, thumbs in his pockets, wearing a long mischievous smile and staring at me as he closed the door behind him using his feet, kicking it from behind him.