Jude Bellingham Brother Novels & Stories

And I instantly feel like an asshole. “He is my neighbour. Jude’s elder brother, in case you haven’t noticed the glaring resemblance. We have history, but we are just friends now. Is it still settled?” “Your best friend’s brother, how classic.” But then a faint smile graces his lips. “So you didn’t uh, run back to him or anything?” I lift my hands to remove his from my face. “No, that chapter is closed and buried.” “For you, maybe,” he says. “What?”

“Thorne took you with him. You were four years old, still so little. According to the court order, he was given full custody of you, while Eleanor was given custody of your older sibling.” My stomach flipped. “Older sibling?” “Yes,” Estelle confirmed. “Eleanor took your brother back to the U.K. He was thirteen at the time. She raised him in our hometown, surrounded by family. He stayed there until he was old enough to leave.” I stared at her, my mind spinning. “You’re telling me I have a brother?” Estelle nodded solemnly. “You do. His name is Damien Roderick Delrino.”

Vandal. And somewhere out there, his brother had Jarek. “Find the family,” I said. Nixx didn’t look up. “Already doing it.” The next part came faster. Parents dead. One sister living in Arizona who appeared to have nothing to do with any of this. Diego and Mateo had the same parents, the same childhood address, and enough old public records tying them together that there was no question they were brothers. Mateo was eleven years older, which fit what the caller had said about spending years protecting him.

I couldn't have snapped my fingers as fast as Bartholomew took her side. "Oh, I forgot. Bartholomew, this is my little brother, Jude." I tried-unsuccessfully-to hide my disappointment in her introduction as I shook the guy's hand. "Please, call me Bart." He glanced at her and then back to me. Bart had to shift his eyes upward. He wasn't short by any means, a solid six feet. I was just three inches taller. I took pleasure in that tiny nuance. "Not very little. You play basketball?"

he was silent for a while as I watched him. This doesn’t make sense. He was not making sense. “I’m the son of Frank Turner,” he nodded as he pressed his lips. I could tell he was trying to hold the pain in, “Right now I don’t think I deserve the name. Because of me your friend was killed.” he pulled his chained hands to wipe the stubborn tear that fell. I wanted to ask him a lot of questions. Interrogate him but - I just frowned and looked shocked. “Is James really your brother?” he asked and I just nodded, “Then you must know my sister,” his face softened, “Kioni.” he said.

Gareth sat up and leaned in. "Like, our brother Jac, and your best friend, the daughter of Dad's Beta Nia?" Gareth seemed really interested in it. "Who would have thunk it? Well, I guess he hasn't been around since her changing, but the two of them. Well, that's good, right? Now she's really family!"

she paused and shook her head. Isis listened with abrupt attention. The last thing she would ever imagine was Omarion having a brother. He always acted like an only child..."Jude was the favourite son of his parents and Omarion was just there...the love showered on him was much and he got more of the care. One day, Omarion and his brother went to catch a ride. Atleast, what I was told...

Jude said putting the phone on her ear just to hear the same person yelling whom she just blocked "Dare to block my number and i swear i would crash at your home for the next two months" "What do you want?" Jude asked annoyed. How does he always manage to get her drivers number? She has made her driver change his number like 6 times. "You are going to the graduation ceremony?" "Why do you ask?" "We all want to come with you" "Jack i would be fine. You guys don't need to come with me" Jude said "Come on. how can your brother and parents don't come to your graduation?" Yes Jack was Jude's older brother by 3 years.

As I watch him walk urgently to me, he calls out, “Mate!” He sees Jude standing beside me and growls at him, so I stand in front of Jude. Mate or not, that is my brother. “I know you are not growling at my brother.” He stopped right in front of me. “Brother?” He looked at Jude who is very amused now. “Yeah, I’m the brother. This is my sister Jordyn. Jordyn, this is Joshua.” He said. “Well, Joshua?” I raised an eyebrow at him. “Want to apologize to my brother for growling at him and for thinking we were together? I mean, no offense, Jude, but gross!” I said, laughing.

Jude says and I frown, nodding. “Yeah?” I say and he takes a deep breath, grabbing my hands between his again as he looks at me. “The guy that was trying to fuck things up for her, he was my half brother, his name was Greg,” Jude says and my eyes go wide. What the fuck? “I know. That’s a long story and I will tell you everything another time, but he was a bad guy. He was involved with Gustaf,” Jude says and I frown.