Jude Bellingham Brother Novels & Stories

he says, and she smiles, keeping one arm around his waist while he rests his arm around her shoulders. “She is not family. She shouldn’t be here,” Richard’s mother says, and the guy walks to me, offering one hand. “Hi, I am Jude, Richard’s brother,” he says, and I smile, shaking his hand. “I am Layla,” I tell him, and he nods. “I know who you are. I was sent here to keep you in this house and not let you go anywhere,” she says, winking at me. He is so different from Richard and Dylan but so similar at the same time. I can’t even begin to explain.

He dragged the back of his glove across his split lip, smearing blood along his jaw without bothering to wipe it clean. He smirked. “It’s good to see you’ve grown some balls, brother.” Brother? “Leister!” Coach’s voice cracked across the ice. My eyes wouldn’t leave Kade. He was Luca’s brother!?? Kade climbed to his feet like none of this had cost him anything at all. His eyes found mine over Luca’s shoulder, taking their time. “See you around.” He turned, then glanced over his shoulders. “Birdy.”

Only then would he reluctantly acknowledge his supposed sister. With that thought in mind, Benjamin looked at his father and asked, "Dad, does Jodie still not know about my uremia?" "She probably still doesn't know," said George with furrowed brows. "We didn't even get to see her yet." "The next time that woman calls you, you must tell her that she must find a way to let Jodie know about my uremia. I am her only brother—the last grandson of the Emmerson family! If she knew about my condition, she definitely wouldn't dare to neglect me!"

"Jeremy? Who's Jeremy?" Benedict stumbled and fell to the ground. He forced out a smile. "What are you talking about, Mom? Jeremy's my brother. He's just about to turn seven. I bought him an Outoman figurine that's taller than him for his birthday. "Where's Jeremy?"

Zeath drawls, “it’s my brother.” I pause the game to look at him. “Sorry to ask, but you have another brother?” “Yes. His name was Zachili. He was younger than me.” “Wow. I never even thought you could have a younger one. I thought it was just you and East.” “People think the same too. The boy died at a young age. We never talked about him. Maybe we never thought about him too. He was just forgotten. All too soon.” “You share the same mum?”

he says uninterested. "Can we meet him?" asks Jessica. "No. I always thought Fiona eloped with him but a few months back he passed away and I learnt that he never liked her in that way or met her after she left" he says looking at his feet. "Can we meet someone in his family?" I ask. "Why?" dad ask curious. "He can help us with something" Jessica says honestly. Dad looks around for a second thinking and answers "He just has am older brother, Philib I think was his name"

“Made by you. Tonight.” Elara laughed, relief spilling out of her. “Deal.” “Okay,” Nyra said slowly. “Hear me out. What if he’s your long-lost brother or something?” Elara blinked. “What?” Nyra shrugged. “I’m just saying. Stranger things have happened.” Elara shook her head, stunned but considering it. “I’ve thought about that,” she admitted. “But it doesn’t make sense. He wasn’t born here. And my parents aren't one the type to hide a lost son, I'd have heard about it”.

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

“You broke his arm in three places and reduced the boy to a sobbing mess. Now, I’m not exactly taking my cousin’s side, but do you really think he deserved all that?” Taliana opened her mouth to respond, but her jaw snapped shut when his words fully registered. “Wait, did you say? cousin?” “You didn’t know?” he questioned, obviously surprised. “Sebastian’s my cousin. I thought my last name would’ve given it away.” “You never got around to telling me your last name, Jude.” “Well, it’s Phillips. Now you know.” I shook my head, shocked by this revelation. “I can’t believe you two are related. You’re so sweet and he’s so…”

“And another thing Jeoff, I can’t forget about is, Even Jude and I don’t have a label, he always sit with me at lunch table , we walk together going home but just until the post of the way to our home because my brother might see him. I just don’t know why my brother doesn’t like Jude. He is not even saying anything. He just doesn’t want it. is a brother really like that to their sister? If a suitor comes around?” I am so pissed with how your sister is numb Juan Carlos, but even though you don’t tell it to me, I know that you want me for your sister right Carlos, you really pick so well. “Yeah, and you sohuldn’t never show up to Jude because he doesn’t like him.” “and you Jeoff, my brother C