Brothers Novel Novels & Stories

Please note, from this point forward, it is Lorenzo's story. Then it continues into Dario's I hope you have enjoyed reading Lucia and Marcos's story. As you have read, Marco's is a similar theme, with some of the same trigger warnings. Lorenzo's story also features alcohol abuse, sex, alcohol and fighting used as a coping vice. Lorenzo's story also features many flashbacks where he remembers his childhood and his mother's abuse. This story, like Lucia's is not a fade to black story. So some scenes may be hard to read. So consider this before beginning to read it.

Caleb of course ignored me and launched into a conversation as if I hadn't just clearly told him I wasn't interested in chitchat. "I'll tell you a little story of two brothers," he grunted when I stepped on him and bitch slapped him on the cheek. He returns the move and continues, "One is dark while one is fair. It so happens that these two brothers have been estranged for a while and happened to meet in the forest. They become fast friends and it grows into a deeper connection…almost like family. The fair-haired brother is calm and nice but unbeknown to him, his 'brother' makes destructive plans about him behind his back." Caleb paused to groan when I slashed him with my claws. But that was

Hey everyone!! I am author buttercup. And am here today with my first novel. I hope you guys will like this story. So the story is about a poor girl. Who always think to be treated like a princess.. but in her family she was just treated like a slave.... Her brother who was a small business man he tricked his sister to climbe into the bed of a business tycoon and this was all just for a big business deal... What will happen now? When she know that her own brother had trick her like this? What will happen when the man and woman face-off eachother?

The expression that haunted the faces of the men and women was the same his parents now wore on theirs. He opened his travel bag, removing everything one by one and came across a book. Picking it up, he dusted the cover and opened it. Written inside was his brother’s name. He had gotten the book in his first year and had intended to give his brother as a gift. His brother had written to him, asking some questions about his discipline and Joel had seen the book on day at a bookstore and bought it immediately. But, he would never get the chance to do that now. His brother had died in a ditch somewhere, while fighting and Joel had been miles away, studying in a comfortable environment without

He never stays with any of them. He doesn't do girlfriends. My older brother is a year ahead of me, and so is everyone sitting around the bonfire. He is one of the popular boys in the school, captain of the football team, and someone who has girls tripping over each other to have him just smile at them. It's pathetic. I don't walk around in the same social circle as my big brother. I'm not very social and would rather stay home on the weekends reading a book or watching horror movies with my best friend Sarah.

I clicked on one if the search results. 'Xavier and Xander Anderson, otherwise known as Anderson brothers. They aren't twins as people think they are, but immediate brothers. Final year students in the prestigious Ambrose high school, with their mom late and dad a successful business tycoon," the report read. They don't have a mum?? That puts us on the same page then.

"None of them are alive." I turned over the pages, graphic descriptions of the Aries Brothers came in my view. As the author, Simon Don, wrote that during his time, in the eighteenth century, the Brothers were out again, corrupting lands, killing Alpha's, destroying packs and doing as what they were told to do. My eyes trailed to the bottom of the page where I found more text on the events that lasted for six years. The text was too small to read but I made out the words.

Every headline had some version of "The Fake Heiress Scandal." I stopped reading them after the second day. Every word felt like a bruise I couldn’t heal. The only thing that kept me from breaking was the quiet rhythm of my brothers’ presence—Nathan’s calm check-ins, Adrian’s silent strength, and Leo’s endless attempts to make me laugh when I couldn’t even smile.

Only the way they spoke, the way they carried themselves… that was the only thing separating them. “Did my brother say something to piss you off?” Luke asked again, glancing at me like he could already tell something was wrong. “No, he didn’t,” I answered softly. “I was just surprised… how you two look almost the same.” A small smirk pulled at Luke’s lips, and when we stepped out of the mansion, he let go of my hand and shoved it into his pocket. “We’re not the same,” he said calmly. “We might look alike, but Asher is a strong-headed guy.”

and then walk on like he hadn't. My brother, who had not wanted a single thing in three years, wanted something. It was the same something I wanted. Two brothers. One woman. There's a very old story about how that goes, and it does not end well for the brothers, and it does not end with them still brothers.