Brothers Best Friend Romance Books Novels & Stories

(Teen Romance) Beautiful Adeline: A Mafia Romance (Dark Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Brother (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) Marina (Mystery/Thriller) Thank you for reading!

my voice sounded nervous and I wanted to smack myself. When he finished pouring his drinks, he came and sat down on the same sofa I was just sitting comfortably on. Although he sat on the opposite end, placing an arm over the back of it and he tilted ever so slightly to face me. I gulped, he looked so good in leather and his dark five o'clock shadow made him gruff and manly. I just pictured him taking me right here and now. 'He is your brother fucking best friend.’ The words rang in my head.

"Just to see how you react. I love watching you fight for me." I rolled my eyes, playfully slapping his shoulder. "You're ridiculous," I said, laughing. Brian dramatically grasped at his shoulder, acting as if he was hurt. "Ouch, that hurts!" he cried. For an instant, I felt a pang of guilt, thinking I really had hurt him. But then I caught the twinkle of laughter in his eyes, and I couldn't help but laugh. "You're the worst," I told him, shaking my head. "You and my brother deserve each other. No wonder you two are best friends."

"How could you?" Collen's eyes widened in shock, his expression a mixture of confusion and hurt. "Allison, you wanted this too. You can't deny it." "I didn't want this!" I shouted, my hands shaking. And you knew! You knew everything and yet... You did this." Collen's face hardened, his eyes flashing with anger momentarily. "Don't you dare put this all on me, Allison. Do you think I don't wrestle with my demons? Do you think it's so easy for me? I have to live with the fact that you're sleeping with your best friend's boyfriend. What does that make you?"

But as fast as it came, it turned into a frown, "No. Tell me your problem, I'm going to be your future brother -not by blood- soon, Vanchel." With eyes widened, I blinked a lot of times before clearing my throat. "Okay." "Thank you." He nodded, "Go on." "Let's just say that I read a book where the main character loves her best friend. But her best friend loves another girl and asked help from his best friend and his best friend helped him and they got together and his best friend got sad and yet every time the best friend got a rocky relationship with the person he loves, he seeks help to his best friend and his best friend is always there for him and it's unfair." I rambled, trying to keep

So much bureaucracy. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Good luck with that." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Thanks!" Karla headed for the door, then paused. "Oh, one more thing. I met Damien yesterday. Our brother....well, I guess he's not your brother anymore, is he?" She laughed. "That must be so strange for you. Anyway, he seems... intense. A little intimidating, to be honest." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

date shouldn't be traded for a FIFA match with his brother’s random girlfriend. As I walked out the front door and into the humid afternoon air, the sound of their combined laughter followed me out. I pulled out my phone to call an Uber, my eyes stinging. Zion was the "nice" brother, the stable one, the one who was supposed to always put me first. But as the door clicked shut behind me, I realized that for the first time in my life, I felt like the second choice in his house, too.

I said moving closer to her. She moved back and laughed again. "Best friend? Sister? Oh please!" she echoed. "Well, Best friends or sisters don’t lie to each other. Best friends or sisters don’t sneak around behind each other’s backs. And best friends or sisters don’t hurt each other, but guess what Lin?…" Anabel was already crying, she continued, "You did all that. So much for being a Sister and a best friend." She looked at me disgustedly. She then turned to Ethan wiping her face roughly.

NICOLE The second I made eye contact with Roman Hayes, I should've grabbed my purse and my little pamphlets and gone home. But no. I chose to stay. In my defense, something in me has always liked to play with fire, and this situation is definitely the perfect example of that. Slowly, he makes his way toward me, a glass of whiskey in his hand. Roman Hayes, my brother Mason's ex-best friend. I haven't seen him in over seven years. Might not seem like much, but there was a time when I'd see his face every single day.