Novel & Cerita Brothers Want Me Back

Barely. “You think this will break me?” My voice was a whisper, but it shook with fire. “Watch me.” That night, I tried calling someone. An old friend, a name I thought I could trust. But the line went dead before I finished speaking. My past was nothing but ghosts, and I was alone. Or so I thought. Because when I returned to my room, all three brothers were there, waiting. They weren’t united. I could see it in the way they stood apart, their bodies coiled with different storms.

"...That's it, you're going back, back to him! If that's the case, I don't want to play with you anymore. Once you go back, you and the devil king are in cahoots, and I'll pretend I don't have a brother like you!" After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the room. Zack wanted to catch up. Jayson immediately grabbed his hand and said, "Don't go, he needs some time to calm down."

laughing I say, she laughs and jumps excitedly. Finally Im free, this is what I came back for, I got my revenge. Not only did my childhood bully get what she deserves and is finally out of my life for good but I also got the man of my dreams by my side. All that is left to do now, is to come out of the closet with my big tattooed boyfriend who is, my brothers best friend and brother from another mother. In fact all my brothers are gonna kill me because all of them are like brothers to each other. Ughh I'm screwed.

Finn started. ​"I don't care," she interrupted, raising a hand. "I’m exhausted. This isn't how I expected my homecoming to go. I want the gala ended. Now." ​The brothers looked at each other in shock. "But Elara," Silas argued, "there are Alphas here from three continents. We can’t just…"

He wasn’t asking for her forgiveness; he was showing her he was ready to fight for it. “I’m not going to let her control us anymore, Alexander,” she said quietly, her voice firm. “But if you really want me back, you have to prove you’re not just doing this for me. You have to prove you’re doing it for yourself, too.” “I understand,” he said, his voice steady. “And I will. I swear it.” The next day, Alexander called Linda. The moment she picked up, the smugness in her voice was unmistakable.

He once told me, “Never give him a seat at the table, Dante. He’ll stab you in the back the moment he tastes power.” I never swallowed Federico’s bullshit because I understood Alio. I knew what it was like to be shoved into someone else’s shadow, to be told you’d never be enough no matter how hard you fought. That kind of wound doesn’t heal—it festers, burns, turns you into something dangerous. So when Alio came back to Città dei Re and walked into my base a few days ago, I didn’t slam the door in his face. Hell, I welcomed him. Alio has returned for his revenge.

It's just my opinion, I say, shrugging my shoulders and returning to my initial position. - and another thing Father it's not you who denies me it's me who does it and Caleb today you just lost your brother only because you didn't have the kindness to ask me for an explanation, you lost a perfect woman because you didn't confidence, in the love she had for you and one day, dear brother, you will bite your fingers. I said as I passed through the palace doors, sure they heard me

The anxiety built and built until I couldn't breathe properly. Finally, another knock. "It's Draven. Open up." I unbolted the door. He stood there looking grim, his jaw tight with tension. "We need to talk." "I heard you sent the emissary away." "You heard right." He stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "Your stepfather sent his beta. Wanted to discuss terms for your return." "There are no terms. I'm not going back." "That's what I told him. Along with a few other things that probably weren't diplomatic." He ran a hand through his hair. "He didn't take it well."

It took a great deal to get him back to normal. I don't wanna lose Jason again. He's already fading away. Drifting further and further away. He was just losing himself. He was already distancing himself from me. I looked up at my brother once more. I pulled him by the arm, my heart sinking and pulled him into a hug as tears raced down my face. "Jason, please... come back to me. You're leaving me again. Just, come back. Leave everything behind, don't think about anything, don't worry about everything and just come back to me!"

“Wher….where’s my brother? I asked, trying not to let my voice shake, but God. Those eyes. A flush crept up my neck, not from shame or fear. It was a desire. “Let’s talk first.” His lips curved slightly, not a smile but something darker. I stepped forward, trying not to show the fear creeping into every part of my bones. “I don’t want to talk. I just want my brother.” He leaned back in his chair, his hands folded. “Your fucking brother stole from me. Two million dollars. And let’s say……something he should have never gotten his hands on. “I’ll pay it back,” I blurted. “Whatever it is, I’ll find a way.”