Romans & histoires Brother's Best Friend Romance Books

"Oh my God, girl I fucking don't do girls either, what!!! Okay, I'll tell you about it and why we are going shopping but first of all, I've been dying to know, I mean about what that lady said the other day, what did she mean by you were fucking your brother's best friend?" "It's exactly what you heard, yes, I am fucking him, we are seeing each other." "You are...I mean the tall handsome man I saw the other day right? you guys are fucking...no, I mean you guys are dating for real." She asked, her eyes wide open "His name is Gabriel, Does it sound weird that I am dating my brother's best friend? Do you think it's wrong?" "Wrong? Who cares about what is right and wrong? That's not what I am ta

When I was twelve, Ethan was eighteen. He was my brother Alex's best friend and the most powerful Alpha in the northern territories. He was magnetic, commanding, with an aura that made every wolf in the pack lower their heads in respect. I was completely obsessed with him. This wasn't just a crush. When he was around, I felt my entire world shift on its axis. I baked cookies for their pack meetings, the kind loaded with chocolate chips that Ethan always grabbed first. I drew little pictures of wolves running under moonlight, pencil strokes filled with a longing I couldn't even name.

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

“If it’s not important, Daniella, don’t waste my time.” “No, it’s important,” Daniella insisted. “It’s about Ethan… and Maya.” Lily brows pulled together. “What about them?” Another pause. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed lately, but your brother and your best friend have gotten really close,” Daniella said slowly. “Like… not just friendship-close. More like relationship-close.” Lily sat up straighter. “What are you talking about?” “Oh, you didn’t know?” Daniella said, pretending to sound surprised. “I thought you did. I mean… how could they hide it so well from you of all people? But maybe that was the point. Maybe you were the stumbling block they didn’t want in the way.”

My brain was still telling me to fight, to get away, to protect myself. But my body was betraying me completely. My hands that had been pushing against his chest were now gripping his shirt, twisting the fabric between my fingers. My lips were moving against his, kissing him back even though I knew I shouldn’t. The mate bond. It had to be the mate bond doing this to me, making me respond to him even when every logical part of my brain was screaming that this was a bad idea. Nathan’s hand moved from my hip and slid up my side, his palm hot even through the thin fabric of my shirt.

Their souls were bound, meant for each other. Despite their flaws and the obstacles they had faced, they overcame everything and remained inseparable. MY BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND. * * * THE END. Thanks for reading! Please check out my other books; you're going to love them. Much love, dear readers!

***************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey lovely reader, I had such a wild time writing this chapter because every time Matteo or Damian steps onto the page, the atmosphere shifts. One is raw, merciless, and impossible to tame. The other is sharp, calculating, and always three steps ahead. And yet, they’re brothers two sides of the same coin, bound by blood but driven by their own hunger for power. Now I’m curious… between Matteo and Damian, which one has captured your attention the most? Do you find yourself drawn to Matteo’s brutal, untamed fire, or Damian’s icy control and clever schemes? I honestly can’t wait to see who you’re secretly rooting for.

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.

He said speaking so kindly to me whilst his hand rested on Emmett’s cheek who drifted to sleep, where I her to place my head on Alban’s forehead feeling so thankful. “Well, I couldn’t have done that without your magical dust as you said.” I joked opening my eyes a little causing Alban to chuckle quietly as I rested my back against his chest with our son sleeping in my arms, his holding tightly around my waist. “Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.” I said thinking aloud looking over at the wall, but my comment only leading Alban to send me a raised eyebrow not knowing what I meant. “Being mated to my brother’s best friend…the Alpha.” I smiled staring up into Alban’s eyes, where his signature sm

He kissed me sloppy and sweet between thrusts, whispering against my lips. “You’re so beautiful. So tight. Been dreaming about this pussy for years.” I came again, clenching around him, crying out his name over and over. He followed right after, groaning deep and long, hips stuttering as he spilled inside the condom, body shaking against mine. We stayed locked together, panting, sweaty, drunk on alcohol and each other and the soft music still playing around us. He kissed my forehead. My nose. My mouth. Gentle now. Romantic.