I Hate My Boyfriends Brother Novels & Stories

he said. I was speechless for seconds. "How about Rhon?" I said in a weak voice and he looked unhappy. "I know, I thought abou that too. But you're the chosen one," he said and I walked past him. "No, please, I love your brother, I can't bare to hurt him... let's forget the mate bond and focus to have improvement to his condition," I said, he held my hand but I pushed them away. I couldn't hurt Rhon, even though I honestly love the feeling I had a while ago when he kissed me, but I had to admit that it was because of the mate bond, I shouldn't let my guard down and give in.

And right now, I knew the reason why he wanted me to be his girlfriend. I don't care if I am wet as long as I will never go back in there. Lauren made me the laughingstock of her entire friends, and Ashton is not an exception. He humiliated me and made fun of me. Ashton played with my innocent heart, and I can never forgive him for hurting me this way. And it dawned on me why my brother doesn't want me to associate with Ashton because he knew from the very start that he was the reason why Ashton came to me, and I hate my brother right now for not telling me the truth before something like this can happen to me.

Not just for the hold he keeps over me, but for the money I know he’s going to be walking out of here with unless I want to risk him slamming me down and taking my body along with it. “I hate you,” I hiss. “You love me,” he laughs. “I’m your brother. I’ll always be your brother. And I’ll always be your first. Don’t ever forget that!” I hate that he’s my brother. I hate that I ever fucking landed in his family.

I hate my brother. Okay, I don’t hate him. But ugh, he’s such a little shithead. I don’t get what’s wrong with him. Just like the people he surrounds himself with. Is being a sexist pig his way of rebelling? If it is, that’s a fucked up way to rebel.

Why do I have to get a Stepbrother? Why does my stupid mother have to get married, to be honest, I hate this family stuff, I see it as an illusion, nothing more. I loved being alone, I don't want a family and a stepbrother, it freaking sucks, I just want to be all myself, the word love is fucking fake.

I prepared my mind for whatever he was ABOUT to say because I knew it was about to be crazy. “There were three young male friends two of them were brothers Whilst the third was their friend, their friend one day got into an heated argument with a random kid from another school, and by that it was every evident that these two kids hated each other to the core ,but one's hate was more than the other and he decided to take it a step further to visit his rival in his hosue… My heart best was froppin by the minute and every now and then I kept looking back at Raph and he was looking at me too.

I have noticed she doesn’t like owing anything to anyone, but I’m her mate and this would be for her sister. She also told me about her shit head brother, Rodrigo. I hope I never meet him. He sounds like a real piece of work. I just can’t imagine siblings being this terrible to one another. Not when I have a great relationship with all of my siblings. It seems like his hatred of Thalia is because of his father’s influence.

And every time I told myself to ignore him, my chest just burned hotter. Because the truth was ugly: I hated myself for wanting the one person who guaranteed nothing but chaos in my life. And worse was that he was my stepbrother. Double weird. Double wrong. So why couldn’t I stop?

He says, removing his hand. " My parents and two brothers. I love my younger brother. That's all. " I state. That's all, I can tell him. They care for me, but they've already done the damage. I don't care for them anymore. I love my younger brother, " You? " I ask as I don't want him to ask the reason for it.

His protective instinct rose high and he took a step forward, pushing Eva behind him. "Listen, you might be rich and famous. But no matter how much money you have, I will not stand by and let you bully my sister. You must be Mr Bishop's childhood friend. You might have loved him for a very long time. But you yourself admitted that he never returned your feelings. He never looked at you in the way you looked at him. For him, you are just a friend like his other friends. But after the stunt you pulled this morning, I am sure he no longer consider you as a friend either. He must be loathing you for what you did. He must be regretting his decision to help you in the first place. Even if you succ