Jalen Hurts Brother Novels & Stories

What the heck? “Kurt, please. Stop it. Stop hitting him” Aloha Kurt's Aunt pleaded and cried, also trying to hold him. My eyes were bulging out in shock. There were broken glasses on the floor and chairs and tables were turned over. Jaden already had a cut on his head and was bleeding. “You’re nothing but a worthless brother!” He said raucously, trying to free himself from his mother’s grasp. “And you’re just a spoilt brat, are you even my brother!” Alpha Kurt retorted and tried getting at him again, but his Aunt stopped him.

“Since Zyla died four years ago, my brother has shut himself off from everyone. He has not had any woman by his side. She grabbed Jennie’s hand. “You are the only one who can stay with him and have the courage to pursue him. I think you are also very nice. You are beautiful and gentle. If possible, I hope you can help my brother leave his trauma behind.” Jennie was startled, and she looked at Kate, confused. Then, she smiled and said, “Jennie, I think you are the person who can help my brother get out of his rut. Don’t give up.”

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

His face almost hit the ground, but his brother, Lenan managed to run towards him. Lenan caged his brother into a hug, as his blood boiled in anger, willing to kill the man who tortured his brother. "Y-you're safe n-now, B-blake. I-I'm sorry! I will find that man—I s-swear to God. I will fucking kill that sick man!" Cried Lenan, seeing his brother in the most unexpected state; full of bruises and covered with blood. He could feel his brother's bruised body, shaking from the coldness that crept through every bit of his skin.

“Get out now! “ Chairman Delian angrily chased them out and turned to his son who was already covered in so many bruises. Janelle was already crying like a baby.. “No Daddy there has to be something they can do about it.. He can't be like this..” Janelle was heartbroken and didn't know what to do to help her brother. “Hey.. it's okay.. Can you stop crying? I'll be fine, okay?” Alex gently wiped away her tears and smiled at her to give her assurance but deep down he wanted to explode from the emotions that filled him up..

"Your brother is gone, Blake. You need to concentrate on the deals. Focus, or we’ll have bigger problems." “Bigger problems?” Blake’s voice rose, disbelief surfacing like a bubble bursting in the quiet space. “You want me to be Jake, but I’m not! How could you let him walk away after doing this to my face?" Blake's face was now scarred on the left side after Jake nearly beat him half to death. "Look, the past is the past. Your brother isn’t here because of you and the cruel, ruthless things you’ve done to this family. He walked away because of your jealousy, hatred, and vengefulness! Blake, you took things too far!”

"Lale, he..." "He hurt you is that what you are about to say? Well, guess what? His decision not only hurt you but him as well. Your stubbornness has put him in a hospital room Najmah. My brother is in there because of you and believe me, should anything happen to him, you will have me to answer to." "What happened to him?"

"That's the last thing I'll ever do. I've moved on with my life, and Jalen should do the same." I hugged Jaela again, trying to comfort her, but deep down I was struggling with my own emotions. I didn't want to hurt her, but I also couldn't imagine being with her brother again after what he had done to me. "I'm sorry," I said, pulling away from the embrace. "But you should wish Jalen a happy married life." With that, I turned and walked back to my office, my heart heavy with mixed emotions.

She continued anyway. “You’re 19. You’re in college now. You should be focusing on your degree, not creating chaos.” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes hard enough to detach my retinas. My mind rolled back to two weeks ago and his stupid face still flashed in my mind. It brought me nothing but anger, I could have done more than stabbing that bastard. He’s the reason why I’m being exiled to this fucking countryside and the old ass only college that the town has. “What happened back home was embarrassing, Jenna. Absolutely embarrassing. And don’t roll your eyes. Your father is already stressed with work, and now we have to explain that you—”

My dad, Tyrone Blanchard, looked at Mom, his eyes so bloodshot that they seemed about to bleed. "Are you out of your mind? You know perfectly well I'm allergic to alcohol! Stop joking around—Helena's dying." My older brother, Irwin Blanchard, threw himself at Mom's side, grabbing her arm and shaking it desperately. "Mom, please stop joking around!" he begged, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "Helena has pesticide poisoning. If we delay any longer, she's not going to make it!" Yet, Mom insisted that Dad had been drinking. Even though the breathalyzer had cleared him, the traffic officer was required by protocol to take Dad for a blood test.