I Love My Brothers Novels & Stories

“It’s just Jordan.” “Just Jordan?” I turned, eyes wide. “Liv, it’s not just Jordan. It’s Jordan Kingston. Your brother. The same guy who kissed me like it meant something and then texted me good morning like a lovesick idiot.” Liv grinned. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “It’s terrifying.” “Then it’s real,” she said simply, tossing me my jacket. “Go have fun, dummy.”

Ohh I was graving for his hug, his embrace is all I needed " I'm not happy that you're in this, I can't put up with the fact that you can get hurt anytime, I can't put up with the fact that I can lose you again. I hate to admit that you are doing exactly the same thing I'm doing, I'm taking revenge for my father and you for your parents. I love you so much Lokie, I know I was so hard on you, I know I annoyed you, I know I hurt you but I did all of this because I care. I care so fucking much about you. You are my baby brother, man. I'm going to step on my heart for your will. I was so scared yesterday, I thought you won't come back home, and when I slapped you, I thought you were leaving. Tha

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?"

Alone with her thoughts, her fears… and that curiosity she didn’t want to admit. Nathan. The twin brother. The opposite. A stranger who, she sensed already, would disrupt her fragile balance. She remembered the stories Thomas had once told about his brother. Colorful, almost romantic tales. Nathan in Bali, lying in a hammock suspended between two palm trees. Nathan in Tokyo, tasting improbable dishes in hidden alleys. Nathan again, facing a storm in the Moroccan desert, or sharing a cigarette with a stranger on the roof of a train in India.

He didn't say much about my absence either. Living in this society as brothers was our most significant challenge, especially after Appa announced us as brothers. I had once dreamt of marrying my Hyung just like that, but I knew it was an impossible dream in our lifetime. Nevertheless, being by his side was enough for me. I was determined to live happily, facing any challenges together.

The sound cut through Valerius like a knife. ​"You came all this way, risked your life sneaking past Obsidian Enforcers, just to interrupt my speech with a lie?" Elara looked at her brothers, who had all stood up, their shadows stretching long and terrifying across the floor. "I’m not the girl who scrubbed your floors anymore, Valerius. I won't even waste my energy deciding what to do with you. Brothers?"

Callie fluttered her eyelashes. I almost threw up. Honestly, yes my brother is... Hot. His dark messy brown hair that was always tossed, and his grey and blue eyes that trapped you, completed his muscles and creamy tan... EW.I can't believe I just thought that way about my own brother. LORD KILL ME NOW!I shuck my head and smiled at my brother. My ugly (if only) brother. "So how's your day going Pre— Birthday boy?" I asked, stretching my arms a bit.

How many times had I told that idiot, son of a bitch (sorry mama) to stop drinking and fighting at the same time, this was the third time this week that I had to bail him out of jail. “Can you once in your useless goddamn life do as you’re told! I swear the next time you get caught I’m not coming to help you and you can rot in jail with the rest of those old geezers.” “Awww come on brother, you know you secretly love me and would miss having me around if you ever did that, I’m the sunshine in your life.” I rolled my eyes at him, because I would never admit it out loud and even kill anyone who dared to say it, but regardless of everything, I did love my brother and my 2 sisters, Zahra and Ava

How could it be so easy for him when I felt like I was living through an identity crisis? “Bro.” he said softly. “Hm?” “I love you.” I groaned dramatically. “Oh God. Do I need to write this in my diary now? Don't make this weird for the love of God." “It already is.” He stepped closer with a shrug and clasped a hand on my shoulder, no trace of amusement on his face. His grip tightened just enough that I looked at him. “We’re brothers.” I swallowed. “You know that, right?” “Yeah.”

I have two overprotective brothers, but I still love them so much. Not to waste more time, I made it a group facetime, and as if they were waiting, they both picked up immediately. “Hello to my darling big brothers “ I said dramatically, making them laugh at me. “Marina long time no see” Martin the first born said, laughing at me. “I could say the same to you brother” “How is life?” This time, it was Michael that spoke.