Brothers Are The Best の小説・ストーリー

“I let my temper get the best of me, and I shouldn’t have said half the shit I did. You’ve been my brother long before you married into my family, long before Juliet and I even happened. And nothing—nothing—is going to change that. You hear me? You’re my brother, and no matter how bad things get, that’s never going to change.” The sincerity in his voice hit me in the gut. I had been angry, sure, but hearing him now, I realized how much the fight had weighed on him too. My throat tightened, but I managed to speak. “Nick… I didn’t mean all of it either. I was just… furious. We’re all under fire, and Jared’s games are tearing us apart. But you’re right—we’re brothers. Always will be.” On the ot

Cole said as they broke the hug and smiled at each other. Ethan and Cole had been best friends since they were kids. Their personalities were utterly opposites. Ethan handled his father's business while Cole was a bike racer, Ethan was devoted to his girlfriend and adored her while Cole brought a new girl every night, Ethan was a gentleman while Cole wasn't even close. They only had two things in common: they both had a heart of gold but Cole never showed the world, and also they were equally hot and charming. They were like brothers who would do anything for the sake of each other's happiness, even die with a smile for each other. Their bond was strong and unbreakable.

I say and she shakes her head. “Carter will flip out if he finds out I’m having a thing with his best friend, so it’s better not to say anything.” She explains and I raise my eyebrows in question because it sounds absurd, why will he flip out George is his best friend. “Brothers are just very weird about their friends dating their friends bro code and all.”Steph explains further and I nod. “That’s just stupid, if you and George like each other I think you should be together. Everyone deserves to be happy.” I say and she smiles.

I am here and in one piece. When I say that to my brothers, they grunt back responses like “barely” and “yeah, this time” and its harder to argue with them when they are right. Not impossible, just harder. I have to say I may be living in madness but those three men have come into my life like a force of nature and been my absolute anchor in these stormy seas. I am also discovering my brothers love language is gift giving, I kind of hope they find a mate soon so that they have someone else to focus on and shop for.

Adriano let out a slight laugh, “I grew up learning that a man should always know how to defend the people he loves. It’s not complicated. You teach discipline, loyalty, strength—” He glanced at Tomas, still clinging to my father’s side, wide-eyed and pale. “—and you pass it down.” He dipped his head slightly so he was eye-level with my little brother, “Tomas, right? One day, you’re gonna be the man of this family. You should know how to fight too. For your mom. For your sister. For everyone.” Tomas blinked and nodded, slowly. “I only did what any halfway decent man should do for the people he cares about,” he said, then let out a laugh, “Also... I grew up with five brothers. Beating the shi

“Hmm, we are biological siblings that were raised differently in our different mansion since birth, we were raised in a very hard and brutal way that we rarely see or talk to ourselves, we were made to train endlessly and that's why we are not too close to each other, we rarely see ourselves how do we talk when we barely see? Our father was the strongest of his kind and so he doesn't want us to be less strong, he wanted us to be stronger than him and that's why we were made to train both during the day and the night, even when it's raining and when it's sunny we trained endlessly till we got to where we are today” “And what about your brothers who's the oldest?” “Enoch my brother Enoch is th

“End it, Isla. End whatever this is with Zayne before you destroy everything.” Destroy. The word hits like a truck. “I can’t just—” “You CAN,” she snaps. “You will.” I flinch. She notices, and some of her anger folds into sorrow. She sits on the edge of the bed, voice softer. “He’s my brother. You’re my best friend. If either of you gets hurt, I’m the idiot who let it happen.” My eyes burn. “No one planned to hurt anyone.” “Isla…” Sienna looks at me like she’s seeing right into the truth I’ve been running from.

Austen asks opening the door to greet me. “Thank you and yes I would like my best friend.” “Did Kingston ask you yet?” “Yeah last night although I’m kind of sad I didn’t get a box too.” “Oh well, guess you don’t have the better best-friend.” That’s something we all fight over who has the better best-friendship, which duo is better. The sisters by love or brothers by choice. We don’t know. There will never to be a correct answer. Because really we are just a lucky bunch of people to be surrounded by amazing company that we get to share, live and love with.

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!

“She’s our sister. Not a chess piece. Lorenzo would destroy her spirit. I’ve seen how he operates. We can find another alliance. One that doesn’t involve selling her off to a monster.” The conversation continued. Surprisingly, my three brothers were united against the match. They didn’t want their baby sister with a man like Lorenzo. The protectiveness in their voices warmed me even as it surprised me. They argued for almost an hour, voices rising and falling. Dante was the most vocal, the heir stepping up in a way I hadn’t seen before. I slipped away before they finished, my heart became a little lighter. My brothers were fighting for me. The first real crack in Father’s authority.