Brothers Girlfriend Novels & Stories

he exclaimed. I groaned. He can never take anything seriously. "No, dickhead. It's not you. It's someone much worse." "Who can be worse than me?" Nolan shrugged. "My girlfriend's brother," I sighed as I announced it.

My brother was quiet for a few seconds before he spoke "Storm, I am twenty three years old and I am yet to find my mate, I think if I found her and someone get in-between that, then I will have the right to tell you how you should feel or react but until then, I am going to do my damnest to keep this family together and I am going to help you little dude to find happiness again. Even though happiness in your case is a black haired girl with a pendant for trouble" Bless you Ari…bless you.

Bad attitude! "I know that too. Were the same after all. You like Roden your brother's girlfriend." I will take it back from him. Because Gabe is getting married and Roden is tied. The people we want are equally unlikely to be us. "What do you mean?" It's still very early. "You are in love with your brother's girlfriend," I exclaimed as if I was sure. He kept quiet. I raised my eyebrows. Does it hurt? "I care for her. But she is not my type. It's only natural that I show her appreciation. She's my brother's girlfriend. My gosh! How in the hell?" He said softly.

“Who are you, again? I mean, is my brother really dating you? His girlfriends have never cared about me.” I wished I could tell her the truth, but Liam had wanted to keep our marriage a secret from his sister. But there was something ridiculous about that fact that I was here because of her, and she didn’t even know. How was that for irony, huh? “I’m your brother’s girlfriend,” I said finally. “Yeah, I know that. But he’s never had a girlfriend. I mean, not one that sticks around long. He’s never let a woman live with him, either.” Niamh’s gaze sharpened. “Are you knocked up?”

I plopped myself on the sofa in the lounge and closed my eyes. I looked at the ceiling and extended my hand. I stare there devoid of any emotion. “Fucking asshole, Lesley was right.” But an empty smile crept upon my lips as I found it so ironic; ‘I am the girlfriend of the brother of the person I love and my boyfriend knows that I love his brother yet he still wants me,’

To be fair, the food was really good. “A-ah yes, he asked me to do something again, but I didn’t finish it on time, so he got mad.” She stuttered while explaining and couldn’t even look me in the eye. I slowly nodded while smiling to myself. They’re so cute. Why is my brother hiding their relationship? If there even is one, that is. Is he embarrassed to admit that she has a girlfriend? It’s adorable, really. He knows he’ll be teased endlessly by us. But if they are together, I’m happy. We’re all happy because, finally, my brother has someone he loves other than me and Mom.

I had no desire to have such a bitter and money hungry person in my life or Aron's for that matter. But right now it was our usual Thursday girl night. Aron and Mason were back at my house, well mine and Aron's and we girls were hanging at Rachel's. And as you probably guessed, we were discussing our love lives. But we had a problem. My brother is my best friend's boyfriend, and my boyfriend is my other best friend's brother. So at each one of us, one was cowering her ears so as not to hear the details. Well except for Ana.

"Anika I can explain..." "Explain what? Zach, I don't know you anymore. What happened to my older brother who never liked seeing anyone being bullied or oppressed? Zach your girlfriend tried to fire a trustworthy worker of yours who did her job diligently and she injured your worker yet you couldn't do anything. Zach what is there to explain?" she held his collar. "Zach I need my big brother back not this one, your girlfriend has turned you into something else" Anika stated. "Anika stops this drama" He harshly pulled her hands from his collar.

Eli leans just enough to see around Damian’s shoulder—catching the outline of a man in a dark coat, broad shoulders, an unreadable expression. “Who is that?” Eli whispers. Damian doesn’t answer. Not right away. Not until the man smirks. Then Damian’s voice drops low. “…My brother.” Eli’s heart stops. Brother? Damian never mentioned a brother. Never hinted at a sibling, never even suggested the possibility. Damian’s family was always a locked door—one Eli had barely begun to pry open. The stranger takes one slow step forward. “Relax,” he says. “If I wanted to drag you home in chains, I would’ve done it already.”

"Come, let me introduce you." I stood frozen at the door. "This is my twin brother, Marco." My eyes shifted to the man I knew. The wild grin from the club was gone, replaced by a mask of polite friendliness. "Hello, my dear... sister-in-law." He held out his hand, looking perfectly welcoming. The thought of the things I'd done with him made my stomach clench. I fought back the nausea and gave a stiff nod. "And this is my... friend, Isabella." The pause Dante took made the word "friend" sound like a joke. "Isabella, this is Rose."