I Love My Brothers Novels & Stories

He whispered in her ear, "We're brothers. We've had similar taste ever since we were young. That's why I'm not surprised that he likes you as well. He and I both love our parents, but that doesn't mean we can't share them. He's my brother, an existence more important to me than my own life. I don't mind if my parents love me less if that means they're going to shower Santiago more love. At least they had still shown me enough love. I've always been the most loved child ever since I was young because I was the oldest. Santiago was always neglected. The least I can do now is to treat him well.

Because either they'll be good or worse than our father and Uncles. First in the list is my first brother. SHAURYA Arjun Kashyap. My cry and silent brother and His FORBIDDEN Love for Jiya. Faith, Hope, Miracle, Cookie and Jiya are all my little sisters just like Doll (Dhani) and Baby Beauty (Koohu). But my brothers are dumb, and I always pray to God to please make them fall in love with different women, not with one. Otherwise I am scared about our family.

“You were gone a while.” Amaya avoided eye contact. “I needed air.” “Uh huh,” Zara smirked. “Or maybe you were getting too close to Mr. Hot Stepbrother.” Amaya shot her a look. “Can you stop calling him that?” “But he is,” Zara laughed, sipping from her drink. “And judging from how long you two were missing at the same time…” “We weren’t—” “I’m not judging. I mean, yeah, it’s weird... but he’s not really your brother-brother.”

Nathan chimed in, "How dare those rats lay a finger on our princess. We should teach them a lesson or they'll take us lightly in the future." Warmth seeped into her as she realized how protective her brothers were. It was genuinely nice to have loved ones backing her up. Now that she had found her biological brothers and a loving family, there was nothing more she needed as of now. The Bowens should've foreseen what was waiting for them when they had the nerve to hurt Mia. After all, the Lane brothers were known to be sister-fools. That was why she said the Bowens were fools. And who was the idiot in the Barrett family who wanted to collaborate with such fools?

"In all seriousness, she's so kind and compassionate and makes me smile. How about you? Any siblings?" I nodded my head. "I have three brothers, one older and two younger twin brothers." "That must be fun," He laughed. "Yeah so much fun," I smiled, my voice laced with sarcasm and I rolled my eyes. "Now who's your favourite?" He asked. "That's hard cause they're all annoying," I laughed. "But I think maybe Aidan. He's one of my younger brothers." "Why is he your favourite?" "I don't really know. I mean he just makes me laugh. He gets me, but sometimes he can be very obnoxious and he's my mother's favourite, so he's very spoiled but he is my favourite. "

Is it also possible that I get tired of waiting for my brother? The next person who shares the story is Brosiah “Hi I’m Brosiah Campus, uh I don’t have siblings but I have Beau and Amex who is like a brother to me. In sadness, in joy, we are always together. And I’m thankful for that. That’s all.”

I had been avoiding him all week. But deep inside, I was afraid of him. He is Emilia's brother, the brother of that whore Emilia, who wants nothing but to destroy my life! How can I love my enemy's brother?

Aiden landed a solid hit to Ethan’s jaw, revealing the street-hardened side he had buried long ago. “Enough!” Their mother’s voice cracked like a whip. She marched forward and slapped Aiden hard across the face. “How dare you humiliate your brother in front of everyone? After everything this family has sacrificed for you both!” Aiden touched his stinging cheek, breathing heavily. “Sacrificed? He’s the one who nearly ruined us.” His mother’s eyes blazed. “You will welcome him properly, Aiden…” The party continued awkwardly, but the damage was done. Aiden left early, mind spinning with dread. His brother’s return meant trouble — especially where Lucy was concerned.

I am here and in one piece. When I say that to my brothers, they grunt back responses like “barely” and “yeah, this time” and its harder to argue with them when they are right. Not impossible, just harder. I have to say I may be living in madness but those three men have come into my life like a force of nature and been my absolute anchor in these stormy seas. I am also discovering my brothers love language is gift giving, I kind of hope they find a mate soon so that they have someone else to focus on and shop for.

I boldly pushed my chest out a little more and saw Joel's eyes flash down before coming up. "You don't love my brother?" he asked softly. "Actually, I might," I answered honestly. "But like a brother. He's irritating, treats women deplorably, and needs a swift kick in the balls at least once a week. Yes, I do love your brother." "Ick." "I love you more."