Brother's Best Friend Novels & Stories

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

I didn’t know yet that I’d just found the one thread that, pulled hard enough, could unravel him or that ten years later, I’d still remember exactly where to find it. We spent the whole afternoon the way kids do trading names, testing each other out, figuring out where the edges were. I found out he didn’t have a best friend. I told him he should get one, that Alexandra and I did everything together, that my brother was the best best friend anyone could have. Alexandra just shrugged, already looking at Marion the way you look at something you’ve decided to keep. Marion nodded slightly. Like he’d gotten the message. Like he’d filed it away somewhere I couldn’t see.

Thinking about it, her smile practically reached for the sun! "Brother, can I ask you for a favor..." "A favor?" Such a serious word. James's face turned serious. "Just say it, and I will definitely grant it." Emily: "It is just that Brother Ryan is quite busy with work. I feel a little bad having him pick me up and drop me off every day." James: "Why are you being so polite with him? He is my best brother. He treats you like his own sister." Emily: ...Who would deliberately flirt with their own sister? Are they a pervert?

Jake—his best friend, Mia’s brother—now caught in the crossfire. Mia looked at Ethan, their fragile start suddenly facing a storm that could tear apart everything and everyone they cared about.

Tristan growling back at him for growling at his mate. “Yes, yes, yours. However, growling at me will get you nowhere with him buddy, so simmer down. He’s my brother and my best friend. If you think I was just gonna not make sure he was ok when he let out a growl like that you have another thing coming.” Alyce growled right back, standing her ground and staring him down.

So, I am going to skip a few years ahead to when I was 14 and my brother was 19 years old. I still relied on my brother for a lot of things he took me to spend time with friends or would always let me tag along with him and his best friend Finn. I know he still has this kid as a best friend, but he is not a bad guy and is usually nice to me most of the time. I think he always feels bad for me since the day he came to the house and had to take me to his house. I can never live that down ill always be the sad little puppy in his eyes.

Adams annoyingly replied. "You've never kept anything from me, if I say myself, I literally know every single damn thing about you, I know about everything going on in your life and that's because we share a strong bond, calling you my best friend is an understatement Adams, you're my brother, we're brothers and brothers should stick to each other and try to help each other isn't it?" "Just tell me what's wrong and I promise to do my best to help you like I've always done, you never keep things from me Adams, and I'm sure you're not going to start now."

I wait for it to load, within three seconds, it brought out results. "Your feelings for them is growing extreme" that's not possible. I don't like-like Quincy, I only admire him. "You want him so much" okay that's a clean lie. "You're falling in love with him" I try to force myself to laugh but it came out weird. I can't be falling in love with my brother's best friend that I have been warned about since I was little. They say his 'bad news' but look at that innocent face he has. How bad could he be. It's not like he could ruin someone's life.

"Isn't my brother great?" "Sure, he is great! And he is also my bestfriend. But now I was talking about another bestfriend," he says. "But a person can have only one bestfriend," Hazel says. "Yeah??" He raises an eyebrow. "Who said that? A person can have many bestfriends." "No, even if a person have many close friends, there will be one person whom they like the most. That's the bestfriend!" She argues. "Oh..okay," he nods, agreeing. "Then your brother is my bestfriend."

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that it would be my brother's best friend. The memories of the past came rushing back in my mind. I recalled how my twin brother was broken when he lost his best friend. Mathew Martinez was not only my brother's best friend, he was our friend too and one of the best men that we had in our team. He was more like a family and we used to consider him as one of us. “ Are you sure this is real or there's a mistake?” I couldn't help it but ask Diego just to make sure that it wasn't a case of mistaken identity. Even though I didn't want to admit it, deep down I wished he could tell me that it