Brothers Room Novels & Stories

Katrina plugged her ears with her hands as they stepped into the loud room. Music hummed from a speaker in the corner. The air smelled like sweet alcohol and cologne. Holly’s fingers laced through hers immediately, warm and firm. “Come on,” she tugged her forward excitedly. “Sit with me.” They moved into the living room, past the half-filled cups on the table and the circle of people downing drinks with loud laughs. They got to where the others were.

“I don’t even care. I’m so tired. Can I crash on your couch? Do you still have that soft blanket?” Lucas tossed her bag over his shoulder and smiled. “Yeah, be right back.” She walked over to his big sectional, admiring the wall her brother had knocked out and the amount of space it had given his bachelor pad. Her candle warmer still sat on the corner of his mantel next to a family picture of them from when their parents were still together. There was no denying a man had decorated. She put both of those things there the last time she visited and they hadn’t moved.

Sylvia hurries to follow, as the girlfriends stay behind, giggling. “Ollie, just tell them where it is,” she says, her voice wavering. “I don’t want anyone to go to any trouble, but I can’t bear to lose a gift from my brothers.” “I don’t have –” I try to say. “You should stay here, Sylvia,” Wes says, intercepting their sister. “Stay at your party. We’ll take care of this unpleasantness.” In my small basement bedroom, the brothers tear my room apart, pulling open and dumping the drawers from my dresser. They even flip the bed. They rip my closet door off its hinges, throwing whatever they find on the floor.

I nodded my head, and said "Yeah right, is that really there is a room for me?" "Yes, of course!" Kim replied as he pulled my hand, took me away to that place. The three brothers immediately followed the steps of the first brother who brought An. Our steps stopped in a large room. In this room there are five rooms and one living room. "Well here you will stay temporarily" said Prince Kim to me. "Huh, are you sure? Is that all right? " "What does it mean? Don't you like it? " said Prince Kim. “Eh, that's not it! I don't like it, isn't it too much? ”

I ask, looking between them. “Mama,” Alvin whispers, shaking his head. “We can’t have separate bedrooms! We have one bedroom! We are brothers.” I bite my lip to keep from laughing. “Well, I’m glad you like that now, but you might change your minds when you get a little bit bigger and want your own space –“ “No!” Ian protests, slicing his hand in the air and shaking his head vehemently. “We will never want separate bedrooms! Absolutely not!” “Well then,” I say, taking a crayon and scratching out the line between the two rooms that I imagined would be theirs. “Then you two can just have one gigantic room!”

"And Beta Brody and Gamma Jacob's room is next to it. It has separate beds." "In about 3 hours they'll be a dinner down in the ball room. Formal wear nothing to fancy. So you can make yourself comfortable," Beta Noah said. We thank them and Brody and Jacob walk down to their room and Titus and I walked into ours. Our bags were in the middle of the room and the curtains were drawn. We walked in and Titus locked the door. It was fairly big. A white room that led to a balcony. A bathroom and closet were given and it smelt like lavender.

“Imagine it! Full matching furniture set, bedding, and a huge tv. There’s plenty of room for a loveseat too, like, the works!” “Wow.” I swallow the disappointment of knowing that I’ll be here long enough to have my own room. I wonder if there is enough space for my surfboards. Where will I keep my motorcycle? I’ve never had to share a bathroom before. Will I have to share with my brother now? I mean… brothers, I guess? This sucks. “That’s awesome.” “Becks, don’t be shy. Come in.” Caleb waves the hot guy into the room. “Come meet our sister.”

The room is painted with lemon color, there are four bed and separate wardrobe with table and chair and our name is written by the bed post I sighed went to bed written with my name dropping my bag and went to the wardrobe, where my uniform needed for school are there, closing the wardrobe there is door adjacent which is the bathroom. I sat on my bed, taking my phone from the bag and called mum “ hey, mum” “ how are you doing honey” “good I guess just entered my room, what about dad and my brothers” “ they are in the sitting room” “ hey richard, Kate is asking about you and the boys” she shouted. “ hey baby, how are you, hope the journey wasn’t stressful……… yea,” dad and my brothers shouted

I may seem like a crazy jealous wife but she messed with the wrong one. after everything was cleaned up, we headed over to the Ramano house. my brothers had left her in the secret safe room. it was just the old wine cellar that we converted into a safe room when we were kids. it was soundproof, had various locks on both the inside and outside, and we made it into a tiny apartment. more like a hideout than a safe room. it was necessary growing up for us. not just from danger from the outside world but also our father and his many enemies. my brothers used it for different reasons now.

He needs to pull his shit together. I had a room in the main house and normally only used it when I worked late, or if I was a mess from torturing people, you know, the usual. My room was located at the end of the stairway and I was about to reach it when I was stopped by my idiot of a brother. 'Here we go' I thought when that stupid smirk appeared on his face, "Well, well, well, what have we got here? Matteo drenched in blood, shocking. " He mocked.