Brotherly Love 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Why the hell did a specimen as lovely as Sarah Arnosta settle for my loser of a big brother when she could’ve had all this, right?” As I splayed a hand down the side of my tux jacket, motioning to myself, my brother Brandt twisted in his seat to punch at me, muttering curses as he swung. But I only chuckled and ruffled his hair before dodging out of his reach. “Well, all I can say to that, my friends, is love must be blind.”

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That realization made my throat constrict. I'd been given the kidney a few months earlier. To Christian. My husband. He'd needed it, and I'd not asked questions. That's what love is, isn't it? Sacrificing pieces of you so the one you love can live on. I wasn't allowed to be present in the hospital for the procedure itself. Hospital rules or something, but I visited him afterward. Pale but alive. Breathing. Smiling. And that was enough. As long as he's fine, I don't care about anything else.

“Um, they probably already found your replacement in the two weeks nobody said anything to you.” I froze as my brother’s words began to make sense to me. “UGH THOSE FUCKING SNAKES!!” My brother chuckled. “Okay, calm down. You already knew they were shady when you found out he was in an affair with Janice.” I frowned. That was true. “I do not know what to do now, Everett. I am still going to be here for two months and I do not have a job anymore,” I murmured, completely broken up by this.

The leverage I could use to unravel him but all I wanted was to walk up to her, pull her out of that place, and tell her she didn’t have to wear that mask anymore. I leaned against the wall, one hand gripping the back of my neck. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I came to destroy my brother. To take from him the same way he took from me. But when I saw her again, I didn’t feel victorious. I felt lost. The sound of forced laughter and clinking glasses pulled me back. I stepped out into a quieter side of the hall, needing a moment away from the performance. I’m falling in love with her. The thought was violent. Like a slap to my face.

All the fights, the betrayals, the distance… he'd carried guilt for it all, even when I hadn't asked him to. Tears flooded my vision, hot and relentless, spilling down my cheeks as grief and love and helpless fury twisted into a vise around my heart. My fierce brother, the one who'd found me even after years of being away, was slipping away because he couldn't bring himself to hurt either of us. He chose love… broken, complicated love over survival. I crawled toward him, fingers clawing at the cold steel floor, sobbing his name like a prayer that could pull him back.

His eyes stayed on mine. “And I’ve always had yours, even after all this time, even after all this bullshit.” I felt the burn in my eyes, but I didn’t let the tears fall. My fingers dug into his arm, and I felt his heat and his pulse, felt the blood that was the same as my own. “You’re my brother—and I love you.”

~~~~ I rushed out of my car hoping I'll get to talk to her before she gets upstairs, to her room. I opened the door, slamming it behind me. I looked up at the stairs, silently cursing the fact I'll have to climb it. I heard a sound coming from the sitting room, I turned immediately, my heart beating hard as I set my eyes on my brother holding a gun, pointing it at Loren. It all became clear, I was oblivious to it, the fear in Loren's eyes, the playing smirk on my brother's, the anger in his eyes. Flashes of that night came rushing in. Louisa on the floor covered by a pool of blood, Javier standing there with the knife on his hand.

(Lily POV) Brother do you now making a baby? You have to tell me first after okey? I think you asked already my phone number to our boss or even Jay have it. You need to talk to me. I make you promise that whenever there is a woman you make love with; I am the one you need to inform first. Seriously brother, I was awakened because I am dreaming of you. I just can’t remember what you’re talking to me. I think you miss me giving a rant about my behavior. Trust me, I am doing fine brother. I really miss you. I am now missing you so much brother! Hug me tight after we don’t see each other for a long time. Don’t feel awkward. I’ll kill you bro!

She was still clinging to John, still holding on to whatever fragile idea of love she thought they had. Pathetic. I let out a low growl, pressing my forehead against the cool glass. My wolf stirred restlessly inside me, as if trying to express my frustration. It wanted to claim her, to make her ours, but Reyna’s words had cut through me like a blade. “I’m still in love with your brother.” The memory of her voice echoed in my head, sharp and unforgiving. No matter how much she denied it, the bond between us was real. She felt it—I knew she did.