Brothers Fix Novels & Stories

Elena's pov; "Uh, I'm totally fine." Her hand flew up, silencing me. "You've got to get this treated. Otherwise, this might get infected." I shake my head, in a no. But instead listening to me, she grabbed my wrist softly and added, "it must have hurt, yes?" "No, it doesn't." My spine straightened. "I have to leave, my brothers will be worried." The word, 'brother' brought a sour taste, however I didn't let it bother me, not even to the slightest.

Two days… That was weird The best friends sat around a old time lunch table waiting for food as they were starving. “Am I the only one bothered that your brother has yet to retaliate us after that night?” Ava asked while chewing a gum. Sophia thought it was weird too but threw her in an unbothered manner. “Maybe he has learnt his lesson to keep it down” Or maybe he was waiting for the right moment to spark…

"You did nothing wrong, Matt. Don't blame yourself." "Shit!" Matthew shouted as he imagined his brother in a hospital. It was killing his heart. Levi helped him stand up and caressed his hand, "Let's go." They both shifted to their wolf form and ran together to the main hall to help their friends. But it looked like they needn't do it because they found Samuel and Leo sitting on one of the couches, with their legs crossed, and looking at the Five Brothers, who were lying on the ground, their hands wrapped in a rope, and their feet. Their friends were smiling proudly.

he says, making me smile again. “Have I told you lately how glad I am that you’re my brother?” “You don’t have to tell me. I know how awesome I am,” he says, making me laugh out loud. He grins. “It’s been a while since I’ve heard you laugh like that. It’s good to see you back to yourself, brother,” he says. “It’s good to be back.” “Mates are good at healing us. So, how do you intend to find The Prick, The Bitch, and The Dead Wolf Walking?”

My long strands of hair hung over my eyes, I peeped through them up at Groban but one of the other Brothers yelled at me before kicking me hard against my ribs, forcing me to fall down again as I yelped. “Keep your head down little feral bitch, you don’t get to look up at us!” He shouted, turning his attention toward Groban he scoffed, “Are you sure about this baby brother? They’re feral, like vermin,” Groban smirked, “Yet you have about six of your own Dax,” Laughing the brother shook his head, “Yes but I know how to handle these things, give her to me I’ll break her in for you,” the brothers found pleasure in plummeting villages and taking human woman for themselves, treating them worse th

"You know I still find it strange. How can a woman throw away her husband from the house simply because she loves her sons more than him? It still sounds unethical." Well, what will you say about a brother who is in love with his sister? Jason so wanted to ask but couldn't "I won't be going far and besides it's getting late. And if you don't want to be lost in the mountain you will say the same. I won't come out to look for you." "Ouch" Jack grabbed his chest feigning hurt "brother, you cut me real deep." Jason rolled his eyes at his acting "you have always been a drama king, I know that, so you can stop acting now."

"Remus, just this one. Can you stay? Your brother won't be happy if he found out that you were in your work while he was fighting for his life just to live and wake up. It was awkward for me to be in here, listening to the family's conversation, but it would be more awkward if I would pass between them to get out. " Also, we're too old enough to carry your brother every time we need to change nor to wipe his body once we get him home," mom explained. They were true about that, I wonder why Remus was rushing to go home. I felt sorry for mom and dad.

that was what I was busy thinking at that moment cause I felt like rewinding time back the moment I stepped into the school gates with a time machine so I could stay clear from the path Brenna stayed waiting for me. "Not my so called brother, he is my brother okay" I had to at least make that known before commencing with any other thing, " sure he is but he did look way more than a brother yesterday" Brenna just always had a way of provoking me to defence mode and in the process I would always end up spilling out all the private knowledge I kept at bay.

Not now, not ever. As the brothers stood together, their bond stronger than ever, they knew they were ready for whatever came next. They were the Hawthorne princes, and they would protect their territory at all costs.

That day, Mom had ruffled my hair and asked, “Harry, which one do you want to choose as your brother?” The day before, I had begged her nonstop to give me a big brother. So, the next day, she took me to the orphanage to pick one. Later on, the boy under the tree became my brother. I gave him his name, just as carefully as I used to name my teddy bear and toy soldiers. When I tore up my homework, he rewrote it for me. After I broke the neighbor’s antique vase, the punishment landed on his palms instead of mine.