Erens Brother Novels & Stories

The word step-sis made me cringe, but I couldn’t let him get under my skin, not now. I forced myself to say, “Hey, step-brother.” My voice was low but steady. He extended his hand toward me, and for a moment, I just stared at it, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. Seriously? The same guy who hated my very presence now wanted a handshake? He noticed my hesitation and smirked. “Don’t you know how to handshake, sis?”

Then the unmistakable rhythmic creak of a bedframe. My face went nuclear. Noah and Lena. Obviously. They’d been “showering” for like forty-five minutes. I froze, plate halfway to the table, mortified on behalf of everyone involved. Ethan noticed immediately. He turned down the heat on the stove, wiped his hands on the dish towel, and cocked his head toward the ceiling. “Sounds like your brother’s putting in work,” he said, deadpan. “Shut up,” I hissed, cheeks burning so hot I could have cooked the pasta on them.

“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.”

My hands were shaking as I picked up the invitation from my table. Ethan was Anabel's brother. The name printed on the invitation card confirmed it. Anabel’s last name is the same as Ethan’s last name. Everything clicked how Anabel described her brother, his arrival, and the party. I sat down on a couch with my heart breaking slowly.

" Man, we have been friends for 30 years now, from your father's leadership! Why in the hell ruin the peace. What that motherfucker did isn't acceptable at all, and I won't ever argue about the torment you gave him... Your brother is what concerns us! He will be a boss one day, and it's good to have him on our side. I'm so mad that you thought I would go against you for that sadist." " So?" " No war, Marco!" " Considered." " I want my 4 other men back, the paper and the goods. I'm very ashamed of what that stupid did! Let me make it up to you! You can ask what you want." " I won't take advantage of my brother's incident! Second, your goods are in the sheep, coming soon for you, and for the f

Noah asked. "Don't you dare tell Valeria about this," Ergon said. "I won't, but I promise to take her away from you. You don't deserve her." Noah scowled. "Never! That's never gonna happen." Ergon yelled. "Watch me do it!" Noah stated and he left, leaving Ergon behind. That was how the enemity between blood brothers began.

“He’ll keep his true nature, biting you at your back stealthily and carefully and one day, he’ll reveal himself and the situation would not be in your control anymore.” “Is that why you sent Uncle Bernard here?” Ronan questioned, their eyes boring into each other, “because the situation was out of your control already?” He questioned. “I have no idea where that sleazy thing has been living all this while. He ran off months ago and since then, I haven’t caught a whiff of him.” He said before widening his eyes, a glint of amusement in his eyes. He looked over at Eric, nodding happily, “he really is my brother. Following the same paths o took to overpower your parents.”

He looked in disbelief and then chuckled. "Wait, is my little brother going through puberty? Do you need adult magazines? I have a few. If you want something more challenging, I can take it from Raff's room." "Get rid of that perverted brain of yours, Eren!" I hissed and was really annoyed with him. "We're even the same age. Don't act like you're a grown man before me." "I am your old brother, Malik. Yes, even though our ages are only seven minutes apart. But I'm still your old brother. I was so moved when you came and said you wanted to talk to me. Is this about romance? Do you have a crush on a girl?"

My stomach twisted as if he were taking my last chance with him. I sat on the hard bench outside, elbows on my knees, my hands gripping my face. Would Manolya even want to see me? After everything I did? After all the lies, the betrayals, the sins I had stacked one on top of another until they crushed her? The weight pressed down until I could hardly breathe. “Brother.” The voice startled me. I looked up and saw Eren, my younger brother, standing in front of me. He still carried himself with that new strength, his frame leaner than mine and his eyes were different now.

He was sworn in, and then the prosecutor asked, “Can you speak to your brother’s nature?” Javan chuckled darkly. “Eren was violent before he could learn how to walk. I once watched him smash a bird with a rock when he was five… then stare at the blood like it meant nothing.” The court rose up in whispers again, something I was beginning to find annoying. “When he was seven, our neighbor’s dog barked at him. Next thing we knew, the dog went missing. We found it days later buried in the woods with a broken neck. Eren didn’t even flinch when they told him about it,he just shrugged.”