Falling For My Boyfriend's Navy Brother Novels & Stories

I’m sure my sister loves me. “Tsk. Look here you bitch." He grabbed my chin harshly. “You’re going to die here today and Navia and I will live happily ever after.” It’s like my whole senses became numb. Especially when he pushed me off. Everything slowed down. Am I..falling? June’s face was still smirking. Did he push me? Why? We love each other. We love each other so much. My mouth gaped open when I saw a face pop out next to him. It was none other than my sister, wearing a wicked smile as she watches me fall from this 20 story building.

“I’ve got some really freaking news. Well… to my mom, it’s good news.” Freya’s brow furrowed in concern. “What happened?” Ava leaned in, her voice dropping. “She’s getting married.” Freya’s mouth fell open. “Wait—what?” “To a guy named Mark Davis,” Ava continued, scowling. “She dropped the bomb last night over dinner. And get this man,he has a son.” Freya blinked, taking a second to process. “Whoa. So you’re getting a stepbrother?” “Yeah,” Ava muttered, fiddling with the edge of the book. “But he wasn’t there last night. Apparently, he couldn’t make it. Or maybe he just didn’t want to come.”

It drove me crazy, and I decided to push back. So I rested my shoulder on his chest, my hand slowly making its way down his thigh. I caressed his thigh slowly, my hand teasing him before it got serious and moved to his dick, where I grabbed it roughly. He hissed through his teeth, his body stiffening. “Siri,” he hissed, and I just acted innocent, raising my eyes to his and blinking. “Hmm?” “Careful with that, darling. You’ve already broken it enough as it is.”

to me. Nova Blows bubbles while their friends write in the air using sparklers and I feel so full of love watching the festivities as I stand with my babe leaning lightly against me. Some guy I vaguely remember from high school walks up to me. He’s blond and muscular, so different from his younger cousin, Jace, but not all that, unlike Jace’s older brother. “Bro, I never would have pictured you like this! I love the tat and just wanted to congratulate you. You two are adorable together! I can’t get the courage up to tell my family about my boyfriend, even after my little cousin came out, finally.”

I was supposed to be in college, or I should have at been at least celebrating my first year as an airman in the military, but none of that materialized. Part of the trouble started almost two years ago when I met Roman shortly after my first boyfriend, Jonas, cheated on me. They, along with a few other guys, were either loose associates or friends with Reece. I was still in high school on my way to graduating when I came into contact with them all. My best friend Brody and I had gone to hang out at one of the local spots where the men showed off their cars and big bass systems, and the women showed off their assets. The site's sights were like the set of a bootylicious music video. Ratchet.

“I told you yesterday. She’s a senior, Mantovani. She’s nineteen. Still a damn kid.” I clenched the glass tighter. Conti was right, but it didn’t change the fact that my brain betrayed me in the most shameful way possible. He kept talking, voice softer now. “She’s not part of our mess, Mantovani. She’s just a teenager who got dragged into this.” I looked at him, ready to tell him the truth, but my chest tightened when I saw the excitement on his face. “I mean, she’s our sister now,” Conti said, smiling. “Yours and mine. Finally, a little sister. I always wanted one, but instead, I got stuck with you.”

She looks a little nervous, which is unlike her. "I had a bit of a – a crush on Marcus," she says sheepishly. "I made a little bit of a fool of myself, to be honest. Tried too hard, interrupted his date with my ex-stepsister, that kind of thing. But I'm over it, I promise. I really do want to get to know you, not steal your boyfriend." I'm still trying to stop myself from looking irritated at being called an "ex-stepsister" – after I was murdered, for god's sake! – when she finishes speaking, so I don't respond right away. When I do, I know I'm coming across a little awkwardly.

I mumbled, still fiddling with my fingers as my eyes started to hurt with build up tears. Why is it so difficult? I shouldn't have made that promise in the first place; now look where I have gotten myself to. “Your brother, boyfriend?" Jax asked, leaning dangerously close only to fall back on his seat with a sigh. “I understand your dilemma right now but you are taking it too far." He groaned. “If anything happens to you, what will become of the person you are trying to save?" Wiping my eyes with the back of my palm, I pushed open the door.

“Kian Lawley, over here!” “Who is the young woman beside you?” “Is she the future daughter of Joey Lawley?” “How did your families meet?” My pulse skyrocketed, I could barely think, barely hear any thoughts in my head. People were staring again. My mind roamed, looking for an escape. Instinctively, I took a step backwards. That was a mistake. The heel of my shoe caught against the edge of the carpet and my whole world tilted. My heart stopped, and as I fell, an overwhelming feeling of disappointment washed over me.

He wasn't joking. He wasn't saying it to make me feel good. He meant it. And as I stared at Nicholas Lancaster---my contract husband, my ex-husband's brother, and the man who'd just claimed me so thoroughly I could still feel him inside me---I realized something terrifying. I was falling for him. I had fallen for my ex-husband's brother. And there was definitely no going back from this.