Brothers Best Friend Novels & Stories

- L Worse than FOUR mates? What could-- - S They’re my brother’s best friends. - L Wait. Hold on. HIS best friends? - S Yeah. - L The ones who have been teasing you forever? - S The very same. - L NO. WAY. - S I’m serious. I passed out when I realized it. - L What are you even going to do? - S I have no idea. They're all acting... different now. Protective, almost sweet. It’s so confusing. - L

I said. "Why? Is he gay!? Nope, he's a straight man." He said, making me look at him like 'heh?'. "Man? My brother is also a man." I gave him a reason cause now he'll also be jealous of bhai!? "But he's also your brother." He said. "So Nishant is also like my brother." I said. "But he's also my best friend." He said. Wtf you saying man!! "Then you're supposed to trust him! He's your best friend." I said.

** A group of teenage boys was walking down the road. There were six of them. Each having had great fun from the party they just presented to their dear friend, Kane, on his eighteenth birthday that night. They were all returning home after having spent a marvelous time together. Their friendship was something special. They were best friends, more like brothers. But no one knew what was going to happen in the next moment.

Dime asked trying to hide her smile “I’m Brock, this is my brother Grant, and our friends Tom, Nate, and Drew,” Brock said with a smirk as he checked us out, it was creeping knowing my brother thought I was hot but what made it even creepier was his eyes! His eyes looked sad and it looked like he hasn’t slept since I ditched them. “What are your names?” Nate asked as he shamelessly looked us up and down “I’m Moony and this is my best friend AJ” I replied to the boys using the names Dime and I have always wanted,

“I said I am not doing it. I want out. I will not go to Edwin and Co. just to secure a girl for you to make easy riches off her. He moved toward me and stood toe to toe with me – even though he is my elder brother we stood at the same height. “Carol, Dez?” They didn’t need him to say anymore before making their quiet exit from the room. I thought he was going to hit me again and I was ready to stand and fight even if it costs my life. My brother, the brother who used to be my best friend as a kid has become a monster. I watched his decline for years and prayed that he would retrace his steps but it looks to me that all that’s left now is for him to sprout horns and a tail to become the devil

His voice sounds cold and disconnected and it feels like being punched in the gut to see him in so much pain, "I can't do that, best friends don't leave each other when the other one is hurting." My words come out hopeful, hopeful that he would allow me to be there for him right now like we've always been there for one another in the past. A smirk spreads across his face as he drops his arms from my shoulders and clenches his jaw, "Best friends, huh. Well, you know what, best friend. Go back to you're perfect life with my brother and leave me alone," My brows furrow at his words as they slice right through me for some reason.

There were people taking selfies together, guys bragging about the girl they had sex with last night, people talking about the new song that just came out by AJ Tracey, and others playing football. I searched the playground for my best friend, Keelan. Keelan was my day one brother from another mother. We’d been friends for years. We told each other everything, and we did everything together. He was white, and he always tied his light blonde hair up in a manbun.

Blaze and Armani were more than just brothers. They were friends, too. Best friends. Confidants. And there wasn’t anyone else in the whole world who proved to be as loyal or kind. There wasn’t anyone else they could trust. Not with their deepest, darkest secrets or the emotions they could never quite name, but always seemed to tear them apart.

SECOND EROTICA Harper had been my best friend for as long as I could remember. Our mothers were best friends too, and I think that made us automatic friends. Our brothers, though, hated each other. They were polar opposites in every sense of the word, and they butted heads like crazy. Most of the time they couldn't even be in the same room as one another.

Deciding that I would like to suffer a little less, I close the freezer with the one bowl in hand, only to almost trip back at the sight that welcomes me as I turn around. My brother and a guy that I would recognize anywhere and anytime, Sinclair Leovough AKA my brother's best friend AKA my childhood stupid crush AKA the first guy I've ever felt strong feelings towards but sadly, takes me as a little sister AKA the biggest fuck boy I've ever met. Even worse than Vince, walking down the stairs. He has changed and I can't decide if it's in a bad way or a good way because damn! Boy grew hotter! He rolls his tongue around his lip ring as he smiles to something my brother is saying, his single le