Craving My Brother's Best Friend Novels & Stories

I’m an apex predator, not a monster. For a full day, ever since he stepped onto my deck, all I’ve pictured is his mouth. How those lips would feel crushed against mine. He’s devastating. Standing there in those low-slung work pants and a shirt that clings to his chest, it took everything in me not to pin him against the marble and take what I wanted. But while I’m a high-penalty bastard on the ice, this is Val Cruz. Soft strength. Quiet fire. My best friend's brother. I won’t touch him unless he’s begging for it. I pull my hand back from his spine, shifting an inch away. “If you aren’t down for this—”

“You know, Jay, you're one of the few werewolves I've met who genuinely seems content without a mate. Most of us can't help but feel that void.” I shrugged. “Maybe I'm just wired differently, but I'm content with my life as it is. I don't need a mate to complete me.” I only need my brother. He was all I wanted. “You have a freaking brother complex, man! Most times, I have this suspicion that you love him, not like a brother, but —” “Are you free tonight?” I cut through his words before he could venture into a territory I wasn't comfortable letting anyone else into.

He asked. So now he’s interested in my life?! My brother’s a peanut too! And peanuts are bad. They spoil the fun of the chocolates and cakes and anything they are added to. I hate peanuts! Just like I hate my friends right now… I am not human and neither am I a social animal. Give me an unlimited supply of candies and I’ll be happy being all alone. But I still have friends… And my friends are currently making everything so complicated! I was a simple foolish girl who was enjoying life, eating candies and enjoying life with my two peanut-brained friends. But my old broccoli friends had to come back into my life and complicate everything!

“Haven, do you know how long I tried? How many years I begged—without words, without realizing—for them to see me? To love me? I tried so damn hard until I couldn’t anymore. Until I gave up.” His fists clenched on his knees, trembling with the force of his restraint. “And then I saw you again. After all those years. You—my best friend, my first crush, the girl who made this miserable world feel bearable. And for a second, I felt hope again. That maybe—just maybe—I’d finally be chosen.” My throat constricted. “But of course…” His jaw tightened as he shook his head. “It was him. Always him. My brother. The one person I can never hate, no matter how much I envy him. The one person I’d give my l

they pulled me out, bones screaming, ribs cracked, mind gone, and when they asked if I wanted to call anyone— i told them no .because if i had if i had called Cyrus in that state, he would’ve cracked open. he would’ve gone fucking feral he would’ve flown out in the middle of the night and ripped someone’s throat out or ended up driving himself off a cliff trying to get to me.he was all love and self-destruction when it came to me. Besides how on earth would I tell him his sworn enemy is my blood brother.and phoebe was just a coax? That I'd been adopted and picked off just so phoebe could have a big brother. A plaything until she got bored?.

“He blew my mind.” “This is a good sign, Bel.” Tessa’s lips curled into a big smile. “Are you giving me a brother-in-law soon?” She asked teasingly, noting how her best friend’s cheeks went completely red, unable to hide her giddiness. “I guess that’s a yes.” “Hey.” “You haven’t denied it.” Tessa laughed softly, glad to see Maribel getting happy again. “He’s sweet, I mean. I look forward to see him again, and maybe then we would know what we want from each other.”

She pauses, then adds with a sad smile, “I’m actually jealous. This is everything I’ve ever craved with my family.” Her words hit me harder than expected. A wave of sadness washes over me as I look at her. But she doesn’t mention River once, and I’m silently, selfishly grateful. But every laugh, every “I love you, babe” she throws at me drops another stone onto my conscience. Later that night, as Cortney falls asleep, I lie awake. I can’t sleep because lying next to my best friend while having the thought of her brother in my head… feels a lot like hell.

There are consequences. I should have known nothing in my life is ever simple. My brother is going to kill his best friend and I have nine months to figure out what I want. Find out more here Need Book 1 Co-written with N. Isabelle Blanco I was Kira’s from the first moment I saw her. Maybe it was love at first sight, but I was only ten. She became my best friend. My crush. The girl I can’t live without. But I have to. She was almost mine, but my father took away my chance.

I stared at the screenThen another message appeared. Because if you stay… I swallowed. The final message arrived. I might lose my brother, but I'm not going to lose my best friend too.

And the exact man I’ve been avoiding like he’s a walking temptation… Because he is. Roman Maddox’s name lodged in the back of my throat like something I’d been told not to chew. My brother’s best friend since high school. The one who showed up at every family event like a brooding shadow with a grin that didn’t match the rest of his face.