Novel & Cerita I Love My Brothers

The Ford brothers are a curse! I exhale sharply and rub my temple. “I’m tired. I don’t feel like eating.” His smile fades. He walks toward me. “Are you okay?” I shove him back. “Leave me alone.” He stares at me, stunned. “What’s wrong, Sara? Talk to me.” Something snaps. “I’m tired!” I shout. “Tired of you! Your stupid brother! Jason! Khlan! All of it! I just want to go home and have some peace!”

Ivy thought. Julian's gentle nature and warm smile made her feel safe. "I love Victor, truly," Ivy thought. But Victor's rage had shaken her. "Can I still trust him?" Ivy questioned. Her thoughts drifted to her brothers, Ethan, Lucas, and Julian. Their rough exteriors hid kind hearts. "I love them just as dearly as Victor," Ivy realized. Each brother brought unique joy to her life. Ethan's guidance, Lucas's jokes, and Julian's gentle nature made her feel cherished.

Our eyesight was correct for a moment because I immediately turned my attention back to my older brother. Among my brother's friends, he's my least favorite. That doesn't mean I have a favorite of men here. It's just, I hate him for no reason. I'm civil with the other boys, but to him, I easily get irritated. He simply thinks I'm irritated. He's not doing any bad thing, alright. But I just can't help but get bored for no reason. Maybe because he's a playboy. Actually, they all are. "Milk is fine, brother. Maybe I'll just get it back for lunch," I answered and continued drinking my milk.

He shrugs. "Great." I breathe. "Next thing you know, those two will be planning a wedding." Malakar smirks. "You love it." "I hate you." Is my only response. "No you don't. I'm your favorite brother." I return his smirk. "You're my only brother." "Still..." He shrugs. "Now stop sulking, loverboy." "I'm not." I frown, but Malakar doesn't give me time to finish.

And why did you let me get used leaning on you and you will just leave me at the end. No. Because you have been preparing me long ago and I am just stagnant not to do anything. Brother Carlos, sorry. I hope you will still give me a chance to prove you that you should be proud of me and I can stand on my own feet. Brother, please don’t give up. I am going to really get hurt if you leave me. Not all siblings love each other like us. But because of you I was able to experience a love, real love of a brother.

Hey, this is my sister, she’s never held a job for more than six months. “He… kind of warned me not to…” I smirked. “That’s a shame.” “Well, I never explicitly agreed to honor his wishes.” Jackpot. He winced. “That’s gross, isn’t it? I promise, I’m not planning some weird, ‘ha ha, I banged your sister’ prank or something like that.” “I don’t think my brother would be friends with someone like that.” “I don’t either,” Matthew agreed. “We don’t let assholes into our group.”

“Yeah, but I wish we stayed together, and maybe if you guys had decided to give me an easier sibling, I might be as happy as they are.” “Congratulations! Your mum made the smart move and got you two brand new brothers.” “You talk as if brothers are something I could buy or something. I do not even like Sebastian.” “Seeing as you are expressing your strong dislike for the younger brother, I take it you like the elder…” “No!” I was startled because my mind went somewhere else when he said that, but I immediately recovered my composure, although I might have given away more than enough. “I think he’s cool.” “I have to go now, cupcake. I will talk to you as soon as I get to my hotel. I love you.

"What, you don't like me? I mean I'm your favorite brother. We grew up together even though I was separated between dad and mum but right now I still work for my mum. " " The both of you my brothers and I love you guys are saying but I like you more than Michelangelo does that make you feel better now because I know you well and you are predictable to certain extent so is no need to be jealous but I like you both the same am I making sense because if I don't like you both the same then I wouldn't be fair as your big brother."

I crawl in bed happy and content. Fuck I love my kids more then my own life. My brothers are talking through mindlink and we are beyond thrilled.

His family was brutally tortured and murdered. Growing up, I always had a loving family. My brother and I shared a deep sibling bond, a love-hate relationship that beautified our childhood. Everyone knew we loved each other more than we expressed, and I miss that desperately. I would trade anything to have those moments back in my life.