Brother’s Best Friends Are My Mates Novels & Stories

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.

I smile as my men join me and we stretch out on the custom built swing that fits four. My three mates are the best men I know and all mine. Till we meet again get fucked my friends and get fucked often. I know I will and I got three hot alphas to do me right. My three mates will always be my three of everything. The End

MIRANDA Friends? Is he kidding me right now? What insane friends is he talking about? If he knew what those monsters he has for kids did to me, he wouldn't have made that statement. Please, there is no way those guys are going to be my stepbrothers. I can't even think of looking them in the eye after I told myself I would do anything to avoid running into them again. "No, we weren't exactly friends. I just... I knew of them, you know? The 'O' Trio was kind of famous around school." I paused, trying to choose my words carefully. "I'm just surprised, that's all. I didn't realize they were your sons."

And again. Soon it was our norm – just friends with benefits. I know he doesn’t feel anything more for me, though. He might have never said it outright to me, but the way he acts with Lana and with girls in general assures me that there is never going to be anything between us. I might be his best friend, but I’m not special to him like he is to me. I unmute my mic, bringing myself back into reality. “What happened?” Rob asks. “Oh- um,” I swallow, “Mateo sent me something. Anyway, I have to go now.”

I asked again, "What is my connection with him? Is he my best friend? Cousin? Brother?" Pressing his lips together, he let out the word, "Mate!"

he sighed. “I don’t think I want to,” Mick said stubbornly. I could feel his wariness. “Mick, please,” Billy pouted his bottom lip. “Seriously, man. I missed you and so did everyone else. Don’t leave. Your brother and you can work through the shared mate shit later.” “Brother?” I looked at Mick. I figured they were related, but wasn’t sure how. I was hoping they were second cousins or distant relatives. Not siblings. “Twin brother,” Boyd said, scowling with his arms crossed. “Bet he didn’t tell you that either.”

I knew how to be romantic--- OK, perhaps it wasn't my strong suit and I didn't know how to flirt or sweet-talk to save my life, but. How hard could it be? “How the fuck do you know so much about her?” I asked instead and looked at my brother with a frown. “Because my mate is her best friend,” he continued, a small smile creeping across his lips. I’d just opened my mouth to say something when I realized what he had said. “Mate?!” I echoed and gaped in shock at him. My brother - my man-whore of a brother--- had a mate?!

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

I said moving closer to her. She moved back and laughed again. "Best friend? Sister? Oh please!" she echoed. "Well, Best friends or sisters don’t lie to each other. Best friends or sisters don’t sneak around behind each other’s backs. And best friends or sisters don’t hurt each other, but guess what Lin?…" Anabel was already crying, she continued, "You did all that. So much for being a Sister and a best friend." She looked at me disgustedly. She then turned to Ethan wiping her face roughly.

Two days… That was weird The best friends sat around a old time lunch table waiting for food as they were starving. “Am I the only one bothered that your brother has yet to retaliate us after that night?” Ava asked while chewing a gum. Sophia thought it was weird too but threw her in an unbothered manner. “Maybe he has learnt his lesson to keep it down” Or maybe he was waiting for the right moment to spark…