Find My Brother Novels & Stories

closing my room door, I lay down on the bed. was all this money his doing also? if yes, then I'm fucking done for for real. Why would he help my father anyways, he knows I'm related to him, so why. if I keep asking myself all this questions, I won't get a reply until I find him and ask. so I rolled off my bed, grabbed my hoodie, and phone. and made my way outside. "where can I find him?" I asked my brother whose eyes wide out. "I can take you there, but uhm frank and the others are also with him" he explained while walking towards the door.

The question hit me like a slap. “No—God, no,” I said quickly, turning to him. “You’ve been amazing. I just…” My voice trailed off. What was I supposed to say? I’ve been seeing my brother-in-law behind my sister’s back? Jake studied me, his soft blue eyes searching my face. Without a word, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my cheek. His thumb lingered along my jaw. Tears welled before I could stop them. “Hey,” he whispered, alarmed. “What’s wrong?”

Chapter 55 Lily walked beside Ethan through the busy airport. She held his hand a little too tightly, like a child afraid of losing something. “Don’t look like that,” Ethan said softly, noticing her sad face. “How am I supposed to look?” Lily shot back, forcing a small laugh. “My brother is leaving me.” “I’ll be back,” he promised. “You better be,” she whispered. “Maya will need you.” At her name, Ethan’s eyes darkened but he didn’t reply.

He was finally here in my arms. "I lost her," he cried against my shoulder. "I can't find Kylie." His voice was small and scared and so strangely familiar even though I had never heard it before. “Who's Kylie?” I asked like I didn't already know. “My sister. I need to find my sister.” "It's okay," I whispered, running my hand over his dark hair. "We'll find her. I promise." He pulled back slightly to look at me, his face still wet with tears.

I don’t know where my brother is—he’s probably holed up somewhere, celebrating his miserable existence, but he’s bound to regret it today. I disengage from Maya, gently, kissing her on the forehead. “I need you to wait here. No,” I shake my head. I have no idea when I’ll return. I intend to hunt Antonio to the ends of the earth, if possible. “Come with me—” I grab her arm, but she pulls back, shaking her head. “Where are we going?” “Somewhere I know you’ll be safe. I need to find my brother.” I don’t tell her what I intend to do to him, because I don’t want her to stop me.

"We don't know yet, but we're working on it. He's not in any of our databases, no criminal record, no social media, no driver's license, nothing. It's like he doesn't exist, like he's a ghost." I looked at the photo again, at my brother's face, at the smile I hadn't seen in years, and I felt something crack inside me. He looked happy, he looked free, he looked like the brother I'd grown up with before everything fell apart, before the lies and the secrets and the death. And now he was dead, and the man standing next to him was still alive somewhere out there. "Find him," I said, my voice cold and hard. "I don't care how long it takes or how much it costs, find him and bring him to me. I want

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

I no longer cared about the law I had broken, the police saw me but I could outrun them, the speed of my motorbike could surpass their car's speed. The moment I reached the hospital, my mother hugged me, crying on my shoulder and my father looked unhappy. "Is there something wrong?" I asked and my mom sobbed even louder. "Your younger brother is in a coma," my father replied. "What?!" I exclaimed and glanced at Rhon who was laying down on the hospital bed, not moving an inch. We stayed there for a long time, talking and miserable. "Where is Lenna? I want to ask her what happened," I said when I remembered her.

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

How could I be so stupid! My phone buzzed in that moment and it was from Damien. It was a picture of him naked in his bed, his bed which was empty. "She's gone, don't worry." It read and my heart seemed to recede back to it's normal position in my chest. I let out a deep sigh of relief. However, I still could not rest as I walked back to the bed and sat down, why would I be mated to my brother!?