Novel & Cerita Brother Wedgie

That day, Mom had ruffled my hair and asked, “Harry, which one do you want to choose as your brother?” The day before, I had begged her nonstop to give me a big brother. So, the next day, she took me to the orphanage to pick one. Later on, the boy under the tree became my brother. I gave him his name, just as carefully as I used to name my teddy bear and toy soldiers. When I tore up my homework, he rewrote it for me. After I broke the neighbor’s antique vase, the punishment landed on his palms instead of mine.

I automatically asked when he was finally settled in his wheelchair. He still couldn't walk because of the accident, but the doctor said that he should be able to walk once he goes into therapy. "She's ok, I guess, she could be worse," he answered with a nonchalant attitude as if it was nothing, but to me, it was so important that my heart was about to burst from my chest while dying to know about the woman who owns my heart. "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, I couldn't help but snarled at the shitty attitude that my brother is giving me, and if he weren't disabled right now, I probably beat him already.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. I’m Luca, Damien’s brother.” My mother blinked. “Damien’s brother?” Luca nodded politely. “Yes. I heard about Mr. Valenci, and I just came to check on him. I didn’t want to disturb your rest, so Selena and I spoke out here.” Her brows lifted slightly in surprise. I could see the questions swirling behind her eyes. “Damien never mentioned a brother.” “I’ve been away for quite some time,” Luca said smoothly, not missing a beat. “Business overseas. I recently came back.”

I said, “I don’t want special treatment.” “It’s not because you’re about to be Luna,” the shop owner said. “My son was one of the wolves caught in the Rogue attacks. He lived because of that healer, Dr. Angel.” She smiled. “He lived because of you, our Luna, Tessa. So please. Take these, and wear them at your wedding.” “Thank you,” I whispered. The day of the wedding arrived. I was so excited I could barely fasten my dress. Mom had to help me.

Brother dearest was the last person I expected to see in the tiny cubicle of my office when I rush in this morning. It is a most hilarious sight I have ever seen, my big brother, literally–– his shoulders are touching both sides of the walls, he looks uncomfortable, yet composed somehow. I almost forgot that when a Vega wanted to find you, you could run, but not for long. He brings his Cartier wristwatch to his eye level, without so much as a crease in his brows, the eyes he inherited from our father, or his father, since I have been disowned, flick to my face, I am standing but he looks down on me.

Jean revered this big brother of his but was rather disgusted by his own scumbag of a father. Thus, he immediately retorted James and said, "Big Brother is truly in his prime. He had also practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he won’t be in a wheelchair forever like you. In my opinion, in three months at most, Big Brother will be able to stand up again."

It would be better if I heard him out and forgot about him once and for all. “Thank you,” he took his seat and began. “I know you don’t want to hear a sob story, and I am not going to give you one, but I want you to know in detail the kind of person Brad Wesley is, so you know how to defend yourself.” “Brad and I are brothers born to the same father and mother. He never took the business seriously till we became young adults. But he would always look for easier ways to complete tasks that our father gave us. Then he would get mad at me for telling on him. It went on like that till we got actual roles here in Wesley Group.”

He’s only recently turned eighteen and started fighting, so he hasn’t come in as often as the others. “I did. I lost the man I think was my mate. I would have known for sure tomorrow. What about you? Who did you lose?” “My brother. He was a good warrior. But there’s only so much that can be done with all this fighting. None of us has time to heal properly.” “Who was your brother?” If he was a good warrior, I’m sure I knew him. “Theodore.” I turned and looked at him. “Teddy is your brother?”

"Could you tell me the name of my brother ? I would like to know. Please." Adom hesitated for a moment then told him. "His name is Win , Win James ." Ash gasped loudly. "Win James ?! As in the same Win James that goes to my school with his big brother Type James and his mate is Sam Lucifer and is a part of Alex Lucifer pack?! One of the strongest family in the school/Thailand ! Are you kidding me?!"

he stated. Jace’s lips raised slightly, barely forming a smile. “I should have come sooner to show my appreciation for your help in making me a manager in my father’s company,” he replied, his voice revealing his sarcasm. Adam’s smile spread, not missing the sarcasm. “You don’t have to. It’s my duty as your father’s friend,” he said. A low, dry chuckle escaped Jace’s throat. “Friend?” He nodded slowly. “Vivian Fisher is awake. Someone pulled a dirty string to make sure she didn’t wake up,” he said, his eyes gazing directly into Adam’s.