Flushed Away Brother Novels & Stories

Just then, the door of his cabin banged open, revealing an agitated Noah. Noah is very angry after he learned that Esme was seen flirting with Seth Nashville. But when he entered his brother's cabin, he was stunned to see his brother sitting near Esme's feet. That scene made him halt abruptly in his tracks. Noah has never seen his brother care about someone like this. Leo is a very proud man. He would never touch someone's feet unless they are more valuable than his pride. To learn that his brother regard Esme as that valuable person, or may be the only valuable person came out as a shock to him.

I lowered my head and gave a faint reply, “Okay.” Soon, we arrived back at the Fraser family ancestral mansion. The living room was brightly lit. My brother and sister-in-law were busy playing video games, enjoying the time of their lives. My father's face turned pale for a moment. My father kicked over the coffee table in front of them, sending teacups shattering all over the floor. “You bastard! Have you lost your mind?! How dare you spread rumors that your sister is an illegitimate daughter!” Yet, the two of them acted as if it was none of their business. They just kept operating their phones with calmness.

“What do you mean your wife, hold on, is that—” “Mind your word, Vegas, she's still my wife.” I said calmly as he rolled his eyes to the back. “She's been circling the idea for a week now I guess, and I think that show the other day made it easy for her to decide” I said, pausing briefly. “But I was lucky.” “Lucky how?” Vegas asked, tilting his head. “My brother,” I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.”

His handsome face looked panicked and worried. “I miss my brother.” I answered with a hoarse voice because my chest was cramping like a thousand kilos of stone. The brown-skinned forehead was furrowed deeply. “Brother? You have a brother?” He again throws out questions enthusiastically. “Yes, I have.” My head nods as I wipe my tears with the cloth on my sleeve. Theo switched to sitting next to me, and his right hand clasped my shoulder tightly. “Where is your brother now?” My head looked up, venturing to stare right into his sharp eyes. “My brother is already in heaven with my parents. He was killed on a red full moon.”

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

He shifted the lane and went to the other exit. "Have you been here?" I spilled the truth, "My brother lived at the mountains- -when I ran away from you, he took me in without realizing I was his sister and patched me up." "Shouldn't have ran away," He joked. I threw a fist at his shoulder, "You were evil then.," "So? Am I not now?" He asked, raising a brow. Well. He was but maybe I was falling for his evilness, his personality. "Maybe, maybe not."

I darted down an alleyway and drew in a deep breath. I knew where I was going to pick up this job. The same place I always went. When my father had finally stepped away from the crew, he passed it onto my brother, who was three years older than me, and not very good at standing up to our father. My brother was a pushover. As strong as he was physically, Dad had a grip on him mentally. Which dove this crew into some shady shit for a very long time. But after my brother’s accident, after having the only thing he loved ripped away from him, he finally saw the light.

he beamed with a satisfying smile as his brother's face contorted in disgust and anger. "you're a piece of shit!" He hissed. His brother's evil laughter rung in the room. Tears formed at the corner of his blue eyes as he stormed out of his brother's room in defeat. "Finn?" The caller's voice jolted him back to the present. The resounding laughter of his brother still ringing in the recess of his head. It's been fifteen years and the memory is still as fresh as yesterday.

Natalie Jett's first love needs a mobile blood bank. But she's going to drain all the blood from my comatose younger brother due to me not arriving in time. I drop to my knees and beg her desperately. "Micah is already showing signs of waking up. The doctor said he'll die if you keep taking his blood. Take mine instead and leave my brother alone! Please!" But Natalie remains unmoved. She looks coldly at me as I kneel before her on the ground. "This is your punishment for being late. It's only some blood. What's the big deal? "Andy is severely anemic. He's the one who could actually die. Is your brother's life really more important than Andy's?" Ignoring my pleas, she orders her priva

I flipped through them, they were all blank and officially stamped. “You just have to write down whatever name you want. Care, you go and live your life. And don’t ever look back.” “I… What about you?” “I’ll be happy knowing that you are no longer in danger. And when I find a way to out rule our father I’ll come for you.” Two trails of tears slipped down my cheeks and I watched as my little, brave brother blinked rapidly to not cry. I hugged him tight. “I am going to miss you.” “Me too.” He said, his voice gruff. “Now, take this…” He pushed a wad of cash in my hand. “Its about ten thousand, I couldn’t manage more than it.”