Harwin Strong Brother Novels & Stories

I didn’t have the pressure to be the next in line to take over the company. I have an older brother Harold and a younger sister Helena. Typical. Three kids, all with the same letter start on their name. We couldn’t be more different from each other. Harold turned forty this year. He is a corporate lawyer, a man of the family. He is married with three beautiful children. Does he actually love his wife? No. He married her because of status and to please our mother. Something I promised I would never do.

“Come, come! Allow me to introduce you. These people came here with me last time,” Keane said while pointing to the other five people next to him. “They’re now my sworn brothers. His name is Auden.” Keane gestured to the old man who was wielding the sword. “He’s my second brother. You may refer to him as Grandpa Auden.” “His name is Harlin, and he is the third in line,” he continued while pointing to the white-haired old man holding the flute. This is the fourth brother, Arlan, the fifth sister, Carine, and the sixth brother, Emre.”

"The fuck!" Ian was just five years older than Harvey. After Henry's mother died, their father remarried again and had him. Their parents were in their twenties when they got married and had Harvey. And so, he's around thirty. He's also the only brother of Henry. That's why Harvey followed him in the army and then, he was in a special force and was recruited by the Dragon Empire. He already retired to join forces with his nephew to kill the Empire who makes it hard for their family. Even the Charles Empire doesn't know about his existence. He's already dead to them. Also, he helped in designing the Golden Age, ever since when his brother told him to protect Keira.

“I think I need to start a long way back. Further back than the trust. Further back than anyone in this room knew to look.” “Take your time,” Cloe said gently. Harold opened the folder. Inside were papers far older than anything Dara had shown them on the video call, the ink faded to brown, the paper soft and brittle at the edges. “A hundred and twenty years ago,” Harold said, “there were two brothers. Their surname was Harlow. The older brother inherited the family business, the original company that eventually became Harlow Group. The younger brother.” He paused. “The younger brother fell in love with a woman his family didn’t approve of. Working class. No money, no name worth mentioning.

This time, there’s no stopping my tears from falling. My brother’s words ring true, bringing up memories long forgotten. I never imagined how things would take such an unexpected turn. A soft touch brings me back to reality. I look up and see Harvey giving me a concerned look. He takes my hand and squeezes it lightly, and I do the same back. “It’s alright. Don’t let your past haunt you anymore, Viv. Let him go. I know it’s not easy but this will only make you stronger, in the long run.”

Her chest tightened at her words, and the corners of her lips quirked upwards, almost in amusement. "Oh, has he not told you about his past? It's quite something. His brother, Sabin, kept rambling on and on when we injected him with a dose of our serum." Harlow gritted her teeth together, struggling against the straps, locking her down. "Do you want to know how violent and monstrous your mate is, Harlow?" Harlow shook her head. "I won't believe anything you say."

he said a little proudly as he handed me a thick album of photos. “Wow! Honestly, I was looking forward to seeing this. I got so excited just thinking about it,” I admitted shamelessly as I took the album from his hand. “I’m glad to see someone so happy to see photos of my stupid brother,” Harvey said with a small laugh. I could tell that the two brothers love each other a lot. Harvey was many years older than Hayden, but I wasn’t sure just how much older he was. The two of them looked so similar now and their age gap did not show at all.

Harold looked in the direction Wilkes had nodded in, expecting to see Wade but he wasn't there. “Tell who what?” he asked as a small frown surfaced on his face. “Max, your brother. He —” “Stepbrother,” Harold interrupted. “Right,” Wiles replied and inwardly rolled his eyes. “Your stepbrother. When are you going to warn him of Wade?” “I don't know,” Harold replied dryly. “Perhaps the next time I see him although I doubt I will in some days to come.”

They're just clueless lackeys serving as stepping stones for the female lead. Harvey grabbed my ear with one hand, bellowing like a tiger, "Yunice! Don't think staying silent means I don't know you're insulting me!" I stared at him, dumbfounded. Was my disdain really that obvious? Before I could retort, Jimmy draped an arm around my shoulders and said calmly, "I'm her brother." Harvey nodded coolly, adding, "By blood." Jimmy, a renowned actor, and Harvey, a powerhouse singer, were both prominent figures in the entertainment industry. Melinda, wearing an expression like she had just struck gold, glanced at me with unrestrained excitement.

"That's something else entirely." "We'll all talk," I say firmly. "The four of us. Together. Figure out if there's a way to make this work." "Or watch it explode spectacularly." "Or that." Harvey's quiet for a moment, his fingers tracing absent patterns on my bare shoulder. "I've known them for fifteen years," he says finally, his voice tight. "Ares and Marco. They're not just business partners. They're my brothers. The only family I've had since I was fifteen years old."