Brothers Best Friend Novels & Stories

Now that I'd become a part of this brood, there was nothing I wanted more than to be a part of something bigger. Ironically, the family didn't stop with the four gorgeous guys-they each had a counterpart in the Wright family. Joey Wright and Moby were best friends with almost identical personalities. Jacob, better known as Jake, was Brooks's sidekick, and Landis and Julie had some weird platonic thing going that every one of Landis's girlfriends was jealous of. I wasn't sure who they showered with more protection, poor Julie, or me-she was the baby; I was the victim. Having six large men watching me, daring people to glance in my direction just so they could intervene was overwhelming. Lucki

Brody Everything is going wrong for me today. My best friend Oscar and I had just started working at The Club, the sex club that my sister and her husband owned. Except that I just got a look at the schedule, and we got put on opposite schedules. Now we not only don't work with each other, we also don't get to hang out after work either. Or game together on our favorite server.

It actually surprised him Jack hadn’t come knocking on his door to find out what was going on. Finn, Liam, Jack, Carter, and Parker were all best friends who’d met at university. Parker and Liam were the youngest, and the others tended to Big Brother them, not that it bothered Parker much. He was used to being the youngest, and he took it in his stride. If he was perfectly honest, he enjoyed being babied. No one had any great expectations of him that way. They also all lived in the same apartment block—a converted warehouse they’d bought as a collective—and they worked together at The Playbook, an online men’s health and lifestyle magazine/blog.

Gave me a home, a life, a chance. And Jill and Gwen. They're annoying sometimes but I'd... I'd protect them. If something happened to them, I'd feel it. I know I would. Right? I swallow hard, the cigarette burning between my fingers. My teammates too. Even the ones I don't particularly like. I never think about seeing them bleed. Never imagine what sounds they'd make if I put a knife through— And Beck. Definitely Beck. My best friend. Quinn's brother. I'd never—

"Those are our best friends. That's a funny story. The older one, Ezekiel," he pauses and points to a man with a long beard," has been Jackson's best friend since kindergarten. His brother is this one," he points to the younger one, slightly shorter beard, then continues, "Jeremiah. Ezekiel would always bring Jeremiah over when he came to our house, and I completely hated him at first. Thought he was an asshole and told him so. Naturally, he didn't take that well, so we started fighting. By the time my and hisbrother pulled us apart, I had a black eye, and he had a busted lip. We've been best friends ever since."

The names slams into me like a truck. Riven. Rafe. Nightmoor. My breath catches. No. It couldn’t be. Not them. Not the infamous cocky, proud ice prince twins of the Nightmoor Pack—the largest, most ruthless pack in France. My younger brother’s best friends. The boys I practically raised and tutored back at the pack. The same boys who once called me “Miss Sierra” with sticky fingers and scraped knees. And yet now— Now my body was aching for them.

Nathan shakes his head tossing the controller down, Eli looked at Nathan and grins triumphantly, running a hand through his messy sandy blonde locks "Aw c'mon Nate, I totally kicked your ass! Maybe if you spent less time chasing skirt and more time practicing..." he chuckles, stretching languidly, his toned abdomen peeking out from under his snug neon green t-shirt. "I'm gonna grab a beer, wanna one?" Suddenly Nate’s phone rings Nathan glances at the caller ID seeing it's his older brother Damon before turning back to Eli. "Nah, I'm good. And hey, not everyone can be a gaming pro AND pull tail like me," Nathan jokes cockily, flashing Eli a playful smirk. "Besides, you'd be bored stiff withou

I see them wiping their eyes, nodding. "I want to thank some people who made this possible," I continue. "Brandon—" I find him in the front row, grinning like an idiot. "Thank you for being my brother in every way that matters. For never giving up on me even when I gave you every reason to." He salutes me with two fingers, his eyes suspiciously shiny. "Isaac and Pablo—you two are the best friends anyone could ask for. Thank you for sticking by me through everything." They nod, Isaac's arm around Yara's shoulders.

Dave stood up protectively and so did I. “Um, I’ll be there in a second.” I told Brad quickly. He didn’t turn to me, he just kept looking at Dave. “Brad, I’ll be with you in a while. Can you please excuse me now?” I said surprising myself by how stern I was. After a quick glance at me and without a word, Brad walked away. I turned to Dave. “Who’s he?” Dave asked. “He’s my best friend’s brother. We’re sort of family.” I added quickly.

“If it’s not important, Daniella, don’t waste my time.” “No, it’s important,” Daniella insisted. “It’s about Ethan… and Maya.” Lily brows pulled together. “What about them?” Another pause. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed lately, but your brother and your best friend have gotten really close,” Daniella said slowly. “Like… not just friendship-close. More like relationship-close.” Lily sat up straighter. “What are you talking about?” “Oh, you didn’t know?” Daniella said, pretending to sound surprised. “I thought you did. I mean… how could they hide it so well from you of all people? But maybe that was the point. Maybe you were the stumbling block they didn’t want in the way.”