I'm Burnt Out Brother Novels & Stories

I’d burned the garlic in thirty seconds flat and was now staring at a smoking pan like it had personally betrayed me. Ethan wandered in, still shirtless from the beach, towel slung over one shoulder. He took one look at the disaster and raised an eyebrow. “You trying to set the house on fire, or is this performance art?” “Shut up,” I muttered, scraping charred bits into the trash. “I can cook.” “You cannot.” He reached past me, turned off the burner, and hip-checked me out of the way with casual authority. “Move. Before we all die of carbon monoxide poisoning.”

Like he was promising me everything would be okay even though we both knew it might not be. I cried until there were no tears left. Until my throat was raw and my eyes burned. When I finally pulled back I felt embarrassed. Exposed. I had just broken down completely in front of Nate Henderson. The boy who tormented me for weeks. The boy who was now my stepbrother. The boy who made my entire body come alive with just a look. "Sorry," I whispered. Tried to wipe my face. "I did not mean to fall apart like that." Nate reached up and tilted my chin. Forced me to look at him. His green eyes were intense. Burning with something that made my breath catch. "Do not apologize. You are allowed to feel ev

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

Ontario shot me a passive look and I shot him an equally tired one. Everyone was here but, in all honesty, I felt alone. I felt helpless and most of all I felt like someone had gutted me and yanked my entrails from my body. The chief, Flames, had brought every goddamn man in B&A to console my ass but he’d avoided me entirely and I had a good hunch it was because of the one man no one talked about. My bloody fucking asshole of a brother. The one who’d escaped his grave and unleashed hell on me.

"I won't leave this bitch now, brother." . #TBC

“They’re indifferent to everything around them, emotionally distant, and often have no memory of past events.” The man who came to see me—a man I later came to know as my brother—pulled the corners of his lips into a small, tired smile and sighed. “What a pity. Autistic yet blessed with such beauty. Still, I won’t give up on her.” At the time, I didn’t understand the complexity of his expression. Later, when I grew older, I realized that it was a mix of fondness and twisted pleasure. My brother was wealthy, and he upgraded my hospital room without hesitation.

I hope the seasons magic don't skip me. *************************************** Complement of the season to you all and a happy new year in advance❤️. We have just two more chapter to complete "LIKE A BROTHER". I hope you are excited. I hope we have our own mantras we use to remind ourselves that life is worth living or something to always hold unto when things gets hard. Cause believe it or not, the hurdles will eventually pass. Thanks for reading and don't forget to drop a vote❤️.

Meanwhile, my dear brother was out bathing with his mistress! What a laughable family we were! What a pathetic man Castiel was! Even in her final moments, June believed Castiel would come back to save her. I suppressed my emotions and said calmly, “June mattered more to me than you ever could. The decent thing you can do is die and join her in her grave, Castiel.” Castiel angrily pounded on the warehouse door. “Eira! Is this how you treat your own brother?! “You ungrateful brat!” Castiel’s words grew harsher and harsher, and his voice became increasingly hoarse.

as her? The fire roared wildly inside the large, rusted drum, consuming every invitation card and souvenir that had been crafted with love and care. The red and yellow sparks danced, devouring every piece of evidence of the wedding they had planned for a year—a reflection of the devastation within Adeline Fathia's heart.