I Am No Bro Novels & Stories

One fact I disagree with is that I'm obsessed with my stepbrother. Ex bully but now my stepbrother. The transition is overwhelming and unbelievable. The guy who I had vowed to hate and get away from. The one who makes me feel insecure of myself. The one whose voice makes my blood boil. Just like the dew disappears with the morning light, all of this magnimonity was replaced with a feeling I can't place my hands on.

My brother? Not in fucking hell.

“You’re just looking for a chance to have some fun with Flora, aren’t you?” “You know me. But I love Selena more, obviously. I’ve been her mate for so many years, and things have gone a bit stale. This is a chance for me to take a breather and have fun outside. “Let Selena stay by your side for now. You’re my brother, so I don’t have to worry.” I pretended to have heard nothing and just removed my shoes to tiptoe back. But before I returned to the bedroom, I ran into Leonore.

He was the one who helped me a lot, and I didn't want to lie about my feelings toward Lenna, and I trust my beta. "So, you are going to betray your brother?" he carefully asked, he sounded worried and not displeased. He knew that I love Rhon and my human parents no matter how much I tried to distance myself from them. They were the ones who made me feel that I have still parents. "I don't know, but I want to know why the moon Goddess chose her to be my mate, and if there was nothing special about her, I'm going to reject her, Lucas, and if I happen wants to keep her as my mate, I'll make sure to spoke about it with Rhon and I'm hoping that he would understand me," I explained, though the tru

what are you doing? I roll my eyes, firing off a reply. Brooke: Coding. Theo: again? you’ve got an addiction. I smile at the screen. Brooke: My name is Brooke and I’m a code-a-holic. He doesn’t respond right away, which gives me time to stew about how cheesy my message was. God, he must think I’m such a dork. My phone vibrates in my hands as I receive another message. Theo: wanna hang?

That she's still awake, still thinking about me the way I can't stop thinking about her. It's not Jules. It's a notification from Instagram—someone tagged me in a video. I shouldn't watch it. Know I shouldn't. I press play anyway. The video is shaky, shot from someone's dorm window. But the audio is crystal clear. "COWARD! You're a coward, Adrian Cross!" Jules' voice, ragged with pain and rage. The video has 347 views already. Comments are rolling in. Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed

Luthor’s POV “Fuck your sister is a little scary” says Brody next to me, “Is it wrong that it’s a little hot?” “She’s 18 and bonded man” I say smacking him around the back of his head. I will agree with the first part though. I realise how lucky my brothers and I were to escape the last week with all our limbs intact and body hair still in place.

"Who am I to you?" Amy thought for a while and said, "brother." "Then you can regard me as your third brother. No matter what happens in the future, you can tell me, happy, sad or upset. I won't label you randomly, but you can promise that you won't regard me as a person who lives under the same roof with you. For someone unimportant, we can rely on each other. What do you think?"

They are acting like I am not here and like I don't exist, and like they both own me. “HEY! I AM HERE, YOU KNOW!” My own voice now shouting loud and shocking me. They are both bloody idiots, both of them acting like I am an object and fighting over me, fighting over who should have me and what I should be told. “Honestly, you two, I get that you’re brothers, but you're just as bad as each other. You are both talking about me like you own me. Nobody owns me. You can't tell people to stay away from me either.” I look at Liam, pointing my finger at him.