Dan Bongino Brother Novels & Stories

"Absolutely not! I can’t even imagine it!" Kesha pouted. “I gotta admit, your brother’s good-looking—even with all that broody gothic vibe.” Now, she got the nerve to be blushing. She’s seriously crushing on my brother. Wow! Gino was a member of a rock band, and that’s why he always wore thick black eyeliner. And I won’t deny it. My brother really was handsome. I mean, just look at me! With looks like mine, of course my brother would look as great. What can I say, good genes run in the family.

get my brother out.” Brother? He was Nathan’s brother? I didn’t even know he had a brother! “My name is Daniel, I am Nathan’s older brother.” “And I am guessing you’re his father?” I asked to the older man, he nodded, confirming my suspicions. “You are bikers.” I said, it dawned on me finally. “Yes, Nathan is my stepson, I am the vice president of the Greensboro Bandits.” Nathan is a prospect for us, his blood brother, Daniel is our enforcer, I know you know what that means.” He said, smugly. Daniel walked over to me… “You’ve caused us a lot of trouble little girl. Do you realize what you’ve done? You are nothing but a little slut who wanted to be fucked. You regretted it after, so you made

“Who the hell do you even think you are!?” “Are you sure you want to know?” I said coolly. “Can you just stop it already!?” Marcus snapped, finally losing that plastic coolness he always wore. “Enough, Damon!” Of course. Marcus, the Kingstons' pride. The peacemaker. Now that I think about it, he'd always stuck with Kimberly even years back. Protecting her from her bully stepbrother, aka, me. I raised a brow at him, slow and amused. “Touched a nerve, baby brother?”

“Alex, you are too good to be true. You are smart and gorgeous.” The other guy walks up next to his mother. “Mom, are you sure he is smart? After all, he is dating my brother, and I don’t count that as being smart at all.” David shakes his head and motions with his chin towards his brother. “That is my older brother, Dan. Don’t mind him. He is still mad that I kicked his butt in basketball back when I was in high school.”

I was feeling proud of how bold I sounded, until the back of my neck prickled, like I’d been targeted by some predator. Slowly, I turned my head and met a pair of chilling eyes. Leon? What was my brother doing here? He was sitting one row behind me, looking sharp in a tailored suit. His face was set in stone, eyes dark and cold. My heart lurched, and the fan sign I’d been holding slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a sharp smack. He lifted his gaze slightly, his voice low. “Half an hour. Get home.” Though the concert wasn’t even over, I slipped out.

Davino pushed Bryan's chest roughly in front of the nearest hospital emergency room, "This is all because of you, what have you done to her? You made her faint!" Bryan couldn't answer his brother because the anger was visible on Davino's face, whatever he said, Davino wouldn't believe it. Good thing Uncle Bob is here. "Davino, can you calm down, your anger is of no use at all, you better be patient and pray and hope that your wife isn't hurt in there, and you Bryan, can you leave us, I think that's better."

Nathan shakes his head tossing the controller down, Eli looked at Nathan and grins triumphantly, running a hand through his messy sandy blonde locks "Aw c'mon Nate, I totally kicked your ass! Maybe if you spent less time chasing skirt and more time practicing..." he chuckles, stretching languidly, his toned abdomen peeking out from under his snug neon green t-shirt. "I'm gonna grab a beer, wanna one?" Suddenly Nate’s phone rings Nathan glances at the caller ID seeing it's his older brother Damon before turning back to Eli. "Nah, I'm good. And hey, not everyone can be a gaming pro AND pull tail like me," Nathan jokes cockily, flashing Eli a playful smirk. "Besides, you'd be bored stiff withou

“Are you saying that Nelson Bishop is Donald Webb’s brother-in-law?” “Yes, yes, yes!” Gibson nodded profusely. “His very own brother-in-law!” Charlie nodded with a sneer, muttering to himself, “Interesting! Very interesting!”

“I figured it was something like that. And the last we heard he was in North Carolina.” “So, he keeps in touch with you?” “Oh, no. We haven’t actually heard from him since the day of the accident.” “The accident?” “When Dane first arrived, an honors student by the name of Bob McGillikin was assigned to him as his big brother, to help Dane assimilate into the system here. But Dane was a deeply troubled, violent young man, and was more than Bob could handle on his own. So, another resident was also assigned to Dane. But Dane saw that as a weakness in Bob and taunted him even more for it until Bob finally graduated and went off to college.”

“So what is it? Something is bothering you. You never pass up fresh mango. Are you worried about getting another job? You'll have one in no time.” Strangely, getting a new job isn't on the top of my list of worries right now. It should be, but it's not. I sigh. “Have you ever heard me mention Jonathan? The younger brother of the family my dad works for?” “You mean Jonathan Lewis, son of billionaire James Lewis and heiress Deborah Lewis, brother of also billionaire business owner Christopher Lewis. Greek God Jonathan. God's gift to humanity? Perfection in human form? The most handsome, kind, smart, funny, and amazing man to have ever walked the planet?” Julie ticks his attributes off on her f