Harwin Strong Brother Novels & Stories

“And yours? How are you related to the patient?” “I am Harvey Thatcher. And I am his elder brother. Twenty-nine” Her fingers tapped moderately well on the keyboard, documenting all their information. “Hey.” Harvey leaned closer. “You think I could stick around for the night. It is quite late for me to drive home.” Harvey found himself asking. Internally, Harvey scowled at himself. ‘What, playing bodyguard now? He’s not a damn kid. But if I leave him alone, he might honestly call up someone and expose me.’ He merely defended himself; after all, it sounded sensible to him as he explained.

He mentioned some important names and Polly almost regretted it. She barely remembered a handful. His father’s name is Wade and his younger brother is called James. Jared has plenty to say about his father but didn’t say much about his brother. There were elders. He informed her what they’re usually on about, the things that matter to them, which don’t usually align with his.

"Your brother is Frank Harper? The CEO of that famous super-large company? But isn't your last name Harris?" "He’s the son of my mother's first husband. After his father died, my mother married my father and I was born. So, yes, Frank Harper is my brother. We have the same mother." "Is it true?" Hailey's smile turned wry, especially when many viewers sent positive comments and pressed the love sign. "You're so lucky." "Yes, I am lucky to have a brother who is very kind and loves me. And you know that?" Barbara grabbed the ID card on the side table. There was only a photo of herself, her name, and also the words Savior Group on it.

And he instantly understood that this other woman on the line is jealous of the one whom he was about to kidnap. 'Poor thing' he thought. Just like the woman said Jake repeated it, which made Bran roll his eyes at the spineless man. Jake is actually the stepbrother of a man he looks up to. Bran met Damien when they were kids, and Damien was struggling to cope up with the loss of his mother. They both fought in the underground fighting rings for money, which Damien used to give it to Bran, as the latter needed it and the former only fought to cool down the growing frustration and the loss.

Also, he’s Martins’ younger brother. “Why didn’t you have Harvey join us? I missed him,” He starts whining and I chuckle, digging my fingers in to make a mess of his blonde hair. “Not like I can help it. That innocent kid is anything but me, and he gets sick when he witnesses such brutality,” I tell him and he pouts with a frown.

Harald I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to straighten my tie, but my fingers are shaking. No matter how much I try to stay calm, anxiety grows inside me. Today, I will testify in court. I was summoned not as a simple citizen but as Harald Morton, son of Charles Morton and brother of Bruce Morton, two figures who, to me, represent everything that is wrong with the world.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging deep into my palms. His face blanched further, and he avoided my gaze. "Ross just got married, and his wife is pregnant—their expenses are piling up. My parents mentioned his low salary, and as the older brother, I couldn't just sit back. They're right. Siblings should have each other's backs." I leaned against the wall to keep myself from collapsing, the ridiculousness of it all hitting me like a slap in the face. I'd poured everything I had into building our home, while he was dumping money into his brother's never-ending pit.

Since early on, Marvin had never instructed a servant or anyone else to clean his car; even if mechanical issues arose, he preferred to repair them himself. The roar of a heavy motorcycle engine vibrated forcefully through the driveway. *VROOM!* Harven Rockwell looked remarkably sharp in his biker attire—a black jacket matched with sleek leather boots. Flipping up his helmet visor, he greeted his older brother before leaving for campus: “Hang in there, Brother!” A warm smile crinkled the corners of his eyes. “You’ve only got three months left of your studies, Harven. Study hard, then come help your brother run this small Rock family enterprise!”

Harvey bowed respectfully at Leon. Leon healed his grandmother and saved his younger sister not long ago, so Harvey owed Leon two debts. "Harvey Shear of the Shear Family!" Xander's expression darkened when he had a clear look at the person who hit him. Though the Shear Family kept a low profile and its members rarely showed their faces, Harvey was said to be the most talented of his generation and was famed as one of the strongest martial artists in Springfield City. As one of the major players on the board, it was no misery that Xander recognized him.

“My brother has been trying to get close to him. He is dating his daughter, Lily. If they get engaged, my brother will have strong protection and influence. That would make things very difficult for me.” “So you want me to get close to your brother and ruin that relationship,” I said. “Yes,” he snarled. I let out a slow breath. This was bigger than just family drama. At that moment, I noticed movement near the entrance. A tall man walked in with a woman holding his arm. He looked serious. I froze when I saw his face closely. He was Hansen Howell, the prison warden’s commander. My helper. “That's my wild but pretentious brother, Hansen Howell,” Harlan murmured. He was the one I was supposed t