Brother Love Novels & Stories

please By the way, I was listening to Kodaline— Brother as I wrote this...this song really fit these two...they would do anything to protect each other despite the dent that remains in their relationship...I swear I love them...and i'm crying 😭fix it guys, be brothers.(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

He decided he might not fall for his own elder brother, he might not have a crush on his own elder brother, and he might not love and adore his own elder brother sexually. “No… I merely look at you as my elder brother, Eriwan… You’re my elder brother whom I love and adore all these times. You’re my elder brother whom I can rely on, whom I can believe in, and whom I can share anything in my life all these times. Sorry, Eriwan… You must really put that prohibited feeling of yours to an end.”

"The Brothers of Vengeance have no idea what they've started. They think they can tear us apart by targeting you. But all they've done is ensure we'll fight harder, smarter, and more ruthlessly than they ever imagined." Carson joined us at the window, placing a hand on my shoulder. "He's right. We've faced challenges before internal conflicts, external threats, political maneuvering. We've overcome all of it because we have something the Brothers don't." "What's that?" I asked. "Love," Cameron answered, coming to stand on my other side. "Real, genuine love. Not the twisted, revenge-fueled obsession that drives Matthias. We fight for each other, not against someone. That makes us stronger."

He’s the calmest of all of us. "Do you still love my sister?" Andre asks. I look at my brother. He doesn’t say anything though. He’s been quiet. He gets like this sometimes. It’s better to leave him alone when he’s like this. I shake my head. “He doesn’t love her anymore. She came after his wife and baby, of course my brother doesn’t love anymore. all he feels is anger…” I tell him. Andre nods. “Good she doesn’t deserve any mercy. I’m ashamed we share the same DNA…” his grey eyes show nothing but anger.

I trusted her, but with my heart, I couldn’t even trust myself. “Elena, my brother doesn’t understand emotions at all. He doesn’t even know. He loves you nor ever going to understand, but his every action yells how much he loves you.” My heart clutched. She nodded as I snapped my face at her. She was holding tender and moist eyes, the care for her brother was dripped everywhere.

Rain looked up at her brother, Harvey, her eyes brimming with profound gratitude, and she said softly, “Big brother, I don’t have enough words to thank you for the unyielding support you have given me through the darkest days of my life. I have never experienced this kind of unconditional love. May the good Lord bless you abundantly. It’s time for us to go back home now, Big Brother.” Her brother offered her a gentle, tired smile, the weight of the past twelve months finally lifting from his chest. He shook his head, refusing to let her carry any debt of gratitude toward him, and he replied, “Family stands together, baby sis. That’s what we do. The Lord has carried us through the storm, and

"It's too late I've postponed your exams anyway. I've postponed yours, Alex's and Gina's under a special case. Your professors understand." I shook my head. "I can't..." Joshua grabbed my phone from the nightstand and held it out to me. "I always believed home was a place you were always welcomed no matter how much time passes or how many angry words were spoken." "I said things to my brother-" "I say things to my brother all the time. It doesn't mean I still don't love that idiot." Joshua said with happiness in his voice. "Brothers are the worst. Take it from me." His voice was humor-filled, showing how much love he had for his brother.

Stop being so uptight and impenetrable. "I'm not. I've never claimed to be." He lets out a long sigh. "Have we ever acted like brothers? because I can't seem to recall any memory of such an event. All you've done in the past is threaten Tiffany to keep me in line. We don't get together on weekends to share drinks and have brotherly conversations. All we ever talk about are things relating to the Council; government, citizens, war, strategies. I don't want to start talking about our love lives; it's a little too late for that. Love is for the weak. I don't need to feel such an emotion. I can function just as well without it. I'll be much better off without someone telling me they love me. "

"You're right, bro. We have to find a way to heal and come out stronger. We have to find a way to love again, to trust again." As they stand there, Atlene looking out at his brother's familiar face and smiling through his tears, and Atlas staring blindly into the darkness, they both know that it will not be easy, but they also know that they have each other and that their brotherly love and devotion will find a way.

His arm tightens around her shoulders as I watch him blinking back his tears. I wipe my tears with the heels of my palms when my vision becomes blurs. This site is so heartwarming. It makes me realize the power of love. It was just Brooke's love for her brother that, without having any idea or clue, she began looking for him. All she had was a belief that her brother was somewhere, and her love was giving her the strength to turn the impossible into possible. Silently, I move outside the room, letting these brother and sister enjoy these special moments of reunion.