Flushed Away Brother Novels & Stories

But now without him, we were both in the same boat, facing the same storm. Tilting my head up at the sky, I swallowed back all the tears that were yet to fall and breathed deep. Well, if this storm was to be combated with, then we'd meet it head on. Together. Turning around, I began marching down the pathway, without a word. I knew it was rude, but my brother was my priority at the moment. "Haze!" Brook called, her footsteps hastening behind. "Where are you going?" "To bail my brother."

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

Jace's voice was sharp, though laced with an undertone of disbelieving capitulation, as if Adrian wasn't making any sense. Adrian's gaze fell, his eyes suddenly distant, though his mind could have been a million miles away, replaying a past that refused to be buried. "Callum." His voice stumbled, and for one quick instant, Flora thought she saw something break inside him. "Callum is my brother. My real brother."

Once they arrived there, Flora waddled around the hospital and soon found her brother laying on the bed. Once Tony saw her, he called weakly and hopelessly," little sister, I'm in pain." Flora let tears flowed down her cheek, she doesn't like to cry before her brother but she could not hold back the tears today. She was very heartbroken. It hurts badly to see her brother in pain. She walked closer to him and placed her hand on his forehead," I made a mistake by trusting that beast we call a father." "I feel like I'll die soon," Tony said hopelessly.

"I said I didn't know! When your dad called my father, he said it wasn't serious. He just said Ian swallowed some water and ran off somewhere. Told us not to worry…" "My brother was seven years old. He got swept away by an undercurrent. And you're telling me he just swallowed some water?" Travis fell silent. He looked into my eyes, his lips moving slightly before finally forcing out a sentence. "So what do you want from me?" "Nothing," I said. "I just wanted to see whether that gold medal around your neck feels heavy."

He noticed that these days, his younger brother is constantly thinking about something. “Hyung… actually I have been seeing some strange scenes… the scene flashes whenever I see a particular person and the scenes are getting clearer after each time.” The other person, that is his elder brother sighed, but inwardly he was feeling happy, “I would just say that… follow your heart, you will definitely succeed in your plan or…8 anything else. Don’t forget that I am always with you.” The young man nodded and asked, “Where are you going?” His elder brother replied after a pause, “… I-I had to make few calls… before it is late.” The young man nodded and went to the table.

~ Julian ~ I was buried in quarterly reports when Raymond knocked and told me my brother was waiting. My shoulders tightened. Adrian and I had barely spoken since our fight at the last board meeting about expanding into Asia. Our relationship had been cold for years — more competition than brotherhood. “Let him in,” I said. Adrian came in like a storm. He slammed the door instantly and paced a little in my office, breathing quickly, and his hair got messy from running his hands through it.

Then, with a shove, he hurled Kiran’s wounded body into the river behind us. I heard the splash. The current was fast. “KIRAN!” “Oops,” Axel said mockingly. “Clumsy me.” I lunged at the sound of him, claws outstretched, teeth bared— But he didn’t move. He stood there, daring me. My brother. My brother was gone. He had been stabbed and then shoved into the water. I would never have my brother by my side again, the one person who was always in my corner.

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.

"Is it forgiven?" "Yes," she said. Julian nodded. He started to go. "Julian," she said. He stopped. "Thank you," she said. "For being his person through this. For arguing with him in the kitchen and being on the right side of it." He looked at her for a moment. "He's my brother," he said. "There's only one side." He walked off. She went out the east door and down the road toward Birchwood, and after a minute she took out her phone.