Crazy Eyes Big Brother Novels & Stories

Perhaps it is one of the reasons why he was rebelling. “What? It is not just your brain that has defects? It is also your eyes now? I think you need glasses to see clearly, dude.” I talked back, smirking at him. His eyes widen, probably not used to being talked back. Damn, my brother did nothing all these years? If I was him I would have thrown this ugly ass dude to the canals.

" Brother. this is so boring!!! I can not tolerate living in a human body more. it's disgusting. It's been years. I can't wait to go back home. It was also a lot of fun when we had all the power. I can not wait to find the girl with a fire mark on her shoulder." Wayne said his eyes color changed in white then came to normal ash grey. They both were alike. just a difference of their eye color. Warren with green eyes and Wayne with ash grey. The twin brothers were famous for their rude and arrogant behavior. They didn't talk to anyone nor go to any parties. Their life was a secret to so many people…

“Where's the little misses? Is there trouble in paradise so soon? Don't be another statistic. Try and stick it out for the kids..” “Fuck off.” Cash tells him. “Struck a nerve. Too soon? I get that it's a sore subject. Just, you know, give her a kiss for me. You know I have such a soft spot for her, or actually, make that a hard-” “I will fucking kill you right now if you don't shut the fuck up!” Maddy shouts. “Big brother to the defense of his baby sister's honor. How sweet.” “Are we going to sit here and listen to this dandy huff and puff all day, or are we going to grow some balls and someone rip his fucking head off.” Hurtley, the giant, booms from back behind the gathering crowd.

Makenzie blinked her eyes and immediately understood her mother's meaning. "Mom, are you going to give Big Bro a blind date?" Makenzie asked in shock. She raised her head and looked at her brother's eyes through the rearview mirror. Cassius was focused on the eyes in front of him, his eyebrows were knitted tightly. Mrs. Trevino laughed, "Your elder brother's conditions are not bad. I wonder where he got such good judgement from. How can I not be anxious if he still doesn't have a girlfriend?" "Mom, like I said, I don't want to get married so soon." Cassius threw a sentence from the Driver.

His midnight dark hair could not go unnoticed not to mention those dark stormy eyes that I find myself lost deep in. I'm starting to acknowledge the fact that the Almighty was partial when creating humans. “Yuck, stop ogling my brother,“ the blonde said from beside me as he made a gagging noise before gliding towards his brother. Wait a minute! Brothers? As in, these three ghosts are brothers? “Yes, we are. Got any problem with that?" Stormy Eyes asked. Oh, come on. I didn't just say that out loud. "You did Just like you're doing right now," Stormy Eyes said again.

LES “I see you've lost all your senses posting that girl online.” I rolled my eyes at my brother who was cleaning his pistol while holding a video call with me. The sun had just gone down over the horizon, casting my office in semi darkness while the landscape of New York city came alive with colorful night lights. “I guess you can call me ‘crazy’. Crazy about her.” I smiled as I shoveled some Chinese noodles into my mouth with chopsticks. “What you will be, is sorry if you don't stop.”

Roman Her sage green eyes stare back into mine, she looks as dumbfounded as ever, the expression on her face is almost enough to calm the raging storm fighting inside me urging me to decapitate her brother. He been whining like a little bitch the whole afternoon we attended two meetings this morning, one i would usually attend by myself but deciding to make an attempt at being a good human being and bring Casper along so he could get a better outlook on the current ongoing pressings matter in the mafia and maybe find a solution to his own problems. Big. Fucking. Mistake.

he really is very charming. All three brothers have black hairs like their father but different blue eyes color shades. Where Ryan eyes are bit darker, Theo's are sea blue and Noah's are baby blue. It gets light with every child I think. "You have beautiful eyes." I say without thinking and feel hairs on my neck stand up as I feel Ryan's eyes on me. So he is paying attention to me "Thanks and yours are beautiful too." He says with a smile and a new dish of bruschetta and green salad is placed in front of us.

The three of them, Mia and Ryder and Priya, at a table in a restaurant with good light and better wine. He’d chosen it. She’d looked at it when he showed her and said: your father would have approved. He’d held her gaze for a long moment. Then: yes. He would have. They ate. They talked. They argued about something that didn’t matter and mattered completely because it was theirs. At some point Priya raised her glass. Looked at both of them. “To the wrong pair of eyes,” she said. Mia stared at her. “You knew about that?” she said.

Which Derek has never sent me before in his life. I look at Rhys. He nods slightly. I press play. Evan's voice, small and certain and completely unbothered by the gravity of the moment, says, "The lady said yes. The lady is coming. Daddy is crying." A pause. "Daddy says he is not crying." In the background, Derek's voice, rough and low, "I am not crying." Evan, unconvinced: "He is crying." The note ends. I put the phone face down on the table.