Novel & Cerita Brotherly Anime

"I'm sure you would have already figured it out but we aren't brothers." He didn't say anything more and simply got up- back to me. "From now on, you'll do as I say without any further questions." It was none of my business whether they hated each other but there was something I didn't understand. "If you wanted him dead, why didn't you hire an assassin." He glanced over his shoulder, a sinister smile curving across his face as he ran his tongue against his teeth. "It would take more than an assassin or knives to kill a beast like my brother."

“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.

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

"I know. But you have to understand, Tom sees this as a betrayal. Slade has been given everything—every opportunity, every advantage—and he chose to use it to hurt someone." "Slade didn't hurt me." "He admitted he bullied you." "He was..." I struggled to find the words. "He was confused. He was angry. But he's not—he's not a bad person, Mum. I know he's not." Mum studied me for a long moment, her eyes searching my face. "You care about him." It wasn't a question. I looked away, my cheeks burning. "He's my stepbrother. Of course I care about him."

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

*************** “Prince Amante, meet your brother-by-heart, Maziar Brennan. He’s the venerable son of Beta Felix of our neighboring pack, Dbitiya Sagrada Pack.” The athletic arm of the Beta’s son rested on his muscular chest while he motioned a low bow on the little pup called Prince Amante in front of him. The wide-eyed boy studied the guest that was introduced by his father as his brother, not by blood but by heart, but brother nevertheless. He had asked his father for a sibling because he felt different and unaccepted the way he wanted by the other pups he called friends.

Either that or being a sparrow just made it difficult for him to ask them to follow. “Zarah!” The first ones on site are my parents and my brother. My brother uses his talent to dash towards me, grabbing me by the shoulders and inspecting me from head to toe. “If you are looking for injuries, you know I can heal myself, right?” My brother’s brow furrows before he pulls me in a hug, saying, “Not if you’re dead, idiot!” I was going to toss another funny remark until I noticed how my brother was shaking. This time, I keep my lips shut.

The younger boy stood under the warm shower, feeling the hot water cascade over his delicate body, providing a refreshing sensation after the bath. As he stepped out, clad only in a towel, he was startled by the presence of his so-called "dimple" brother. He couldn't bring himself to talk to him. It wasn't fear that held him back; he simply couldn't explain why he felt hesitant around his dragon-eyed brother. His damp hair glistened, framing his face beautifully, while he remained unaware of being watched by his Hyung since stepping out of the shower.

“Who are you, and what have you done with my Rowena?” I couldn’t help myself from blushing a bit. “I was just thinking about the party, and… and…” I paused, swallowing before I continued nervously. “I’m tired of being a big baby. It’s time to finally get over my fear.” My brother stared at me for a few moments, clearly searching my face for some kind of humor, but there was none there to find. Finally he sat up and crossed the room; the closer he came, the more I could smell the subtly sweet scent of sweat on his skin.

Is he a Six-foot bodybuilder or something? "Uhh... Excuse me, sir? Are there any problems?" "You're this brat's father?!" Do I look that old?! Ishigami and I do share similar facial features... heck, the resemblance between Ishigami and an eleven-year-old me is flawless! "H-He's my brother! So fuck off!" "Y-Yeah! Ishigami is right! This man with dead eyes is our brother!" "Hahaha! Ishigami and Shiatsu are throwing Miles under the bus!"