He Was My Brothers Best Friend Novels & Stories

“We are both going to work together to continue to make sure that this pack is strong. You aren’t alone man. You never have been, never will be. Were Brothers for life.” I hold out my fist for a bump, with a little smirk on my face. We came up with Were Brothers for life when we were kids along with our other best friend Aaron. So, I knew it would get a smile out of him. “Thanks Man.” He chuckles as he bumps my fist. “You are corny as hell you know that?” he shakes his head at me, while I chuckle at him “It made you smile though right and got my message across. So, win win.” I chuckle. He shakes his head at me while I get up and walk back over to my desk.

Lake came, lay down next to me, and pulled me into his arms. I put my hand on his chest and said the obvious, “I still can’t believe my brother and my father are alive.” He chuckled. “For how many times I wanted to punch your brother, but seeing him alive today, I was so relieved and somewhat happy that he did not die.” I lifted my gaze, and he was looking down at me. “For a second, I think you’re gonna be best friends.” “Me and your brother?” He arched his eyebrows. “Best friends? I don’t think so. We have different beliefs, and we have nothing in common. He’s a—”

“Listen, Evelyn. I would not bring this up if I did not think it was going to be a good opportunity. It is just like you said. You still have two months left until you have to go to San Francisco, and in the time you are here, unless you agree to let me help you out, you will have to get a job and this is the best offer right now. “Besides, Cassian knows you and he would trust you to take care of his kid, so, that makes the process for getting the job easier than any other you could try for.” I sighed as I thought about the man. Cassian James. Cassian was my brother’s best friend. They had been best friends nearly all their lives, ever since they could talk. Everett grew up with him. While t

“Well, if you want to see me a lot more, then you should consider marrying my best friend.” He told me, which made me laugh. “You were picking on him earlier and telling on him to our brothers.” I reminded him. “I was just getting my petty revenge, but he is a really good guy. I have known him since I was a teenage so I know he is the only man I would ever accept for my only sister.” Wow. I already know Andro is a good man, but hearing my brother, who has known him for so long, sing his praise made me happy.

The situation does not wait for your will! Tell me about it too, but time and situations separated us." "Who do you mean?" she said, surprised. “My friend, my brother.” He sighed a little, then added, “I had my best friend, that companion who is with you at your worst, who knows what’s wrong with you before you speak, who doesn’t care if you don’t hurt! We had a hard time together but.” He stopped talking and he felt a lump

“I don’t think there’s any point in me answering that question.” “I mean, except you want to be known as the Alpha who cannot keep his promises,” I reply flatly earning another death stare from him. “Fine. Well, my brother and I…” he pauses, chuckling amusingly as if he just remembered something. “Damien and I used to be the best of friends.” I can tell. That small laugh was definitely one of affection. Something I don’t think I’ve ever seen from him. “We were always together. We did the same things, had the same hobbies and it’s basically the same food.”

I found myself smiling back, my heart racing a little. It had always been that way with Landon. He was my older brother’s best friend, but somehow, he’d always been mine too. He was there when I fell off my first bike and swore I’d never ride again. He was there when I locked myself in my room and cried over Leo’s first girlfriend, sitting outside the door until I stopped. He was there when the Club's kids made fun of me for getting stung by bees so bad I could barely open my eyes for a week.

The rest of my brothers fill the rows, leather cuts catching the dim light, tension buzzing off them like live wires. They look ready for blood—but I know half of it's just because I yanked their asses out of bed before dawn. Lazy fuckers always get cranky when church starts early. I don't waste time. No point in dragging this out. "Brothers, appreciate you all showing up on short notice," I say, my voice carrying across the barn. "I'm ready to take my ass back to bed," Jagger grumbles from the front row. "What's going on, Prez?"

“Sorry—just a sec.” He swiped to answer. “Nathaniel!” Maya’s eyes widened. Nathaniel. She hadn’t heard that name in years. Ethan’s childhood best friend. The boy who was always glued to Ethan’s side during summers, dragging him into endless soccer matches and wild lake swims. She took a careful step back, grabbing the chance to slip away. “Yeah, I just got in,” she heard Ethan say behind her as she slipped into her room. “What? You’re coming down too? That’s awesome!”

I burst out laughing. She grabbed my arm dramatically. “How did you meet him?!” I hesitated slightly, knowing exactly where this was going. “He’s… Silas’s best friend.” Ava froze. Her eyes widened slowly. Then she leaned back, dragging her hands down her face. “Girl…” I winced. “Don’t.” “Girl… so you spinning the block now??” Ben coughed loudly to hide a laugh. I groaned, covering my face. “It’s not like that.”