Eren Brother Novels & Stories

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

I smoothed down the front of my blouse, adjusted my sunglasses, and tried to pretend my stomach wasn’t twisted into knots. This wasn’t just brunch. This was war. Because inside that mansion was Bruno — my ex, Adrian’s little brother, the boy who’d tossed me aside like I was nothing. He thought I’d cry, crumble, disappear. Instead, I was about to walk into his family’s house on the arm of the brother he never measured up to. If that didn’t rattle him, nothing would. The front doors opened before I could knock. Adrian stood there, immaculate as always, dressed in a crisp shirt with the sleeves rolled just enough to show the strength of his forearms. His dark eyes flicked over me, unreadable.

“Showtime, brother.” Brother. Yeah. That was what mattered. My brother.

“Correct, but that is not all there is to brotherhood. Me and your uncle Kyle, we are not born of the same mother or related by blood but we are still brothers. So I’ll ask you again, who is a brother?” The twins shared a puzzled look. They were both sure Leo’s definition was correct so they remained silent, looking at their father. “A brother is someone who always has your back. Someone who sacrifices for you by giving you the last slice of pizza even when he wants it. He is someone who shares the last slice of pizza with you even when he is the first to take it because you both want to eat it.”

Uncle Noam is the youngest of my father's brothers. There are seven of them; seven Aglauros brothers that are now in charge of passing the generational wealth of their parents. Namely: Nicodemus Aglauros, Nehemiah Aglauros, Nicander Aglauros, Neptune Aglauros, Nanzio Aglauros, Naveen Aglauros, and Noam Aglauros.

He mentioned some important names and Polly almost regretted it. She barely remembered a handful. His father’s name is Wade and his younger brother is called James. Jared has plenty to say about his father but didn’t say much about his brother. There were elders. He informed her what they’re usually on about, the things that matter to them, which don’t usually align with his.

"Cara? What's wrong?" "Is Alex in there?" "Yes. But now is not the time to meet him." As far asI can remember, Uncle Brent has been living alone without a partner or children, because that's Alex who is the Alpha in this pack. Uncle Brent is Dad's big brother, if my guess is correct by this time. He is almost 70 years old but his face still looks like his late 40s. "Uncle, I have to talk to Alex now."

“I can see that. You’re lucky to have each other.” “Do you have a brother or sister?” she asked. “Yes. A younger brother.” “Is he your best friend like Ethan is mine?” Her question caught me off guard. My brother Adrian and I had never been best friends. Competition, resentment—that was our bond. “We’re... different,” I said. She accepted that, but Ethan kept watching me closely. “You look familiar,” he said. “Have we met before?” My pulse quickened. “I don’t think so. Maybe I just have one of those faces.”

His smile was more natural this time, less performative. “So,” he said, crouching slightly so he could be eye-level with them, “like your mama said, I’m Antonio. I’m your uncle—your dad’s older brother,” he announced. Tessa blinked slowly, digesting the information, while Hardin’s expression hardened. From where Eros sat, he let out a quiet scoff. “Older brother,” he muttered under his breath with a crooked smirk, just loud enough for Adriana to hear. Adriana ignored him, watching closely instead.

"You haven't told uncle Thomas about Luuk?" Ruben shrugged lazily. Luke rolled his eyes and flashed the shocked Thomas a pitiful gaze. Thomas wasn't just Ruben’s closest aide, he is also his best friend. Ruben forgot to mention it because of his busy schedules." Uncle Thomas listen to me, don't get confused. This is Luuk, meaning Light bringer, my younger twin brother." Luke huffed his shoulder pompously, proud of himself as a self-acclaimed elder brother.