Lana Del Rey Brothers Novels & Stories

Tell and Dalton high-fived, and Tell said, “We’ve got ya covered.” “With who?” Brandt demanded. “The Sweeney twins. Kristol and Marisol. And here’s the kicker.” Dalton leaned in. “They wanna play musical brothers. Hell, when we go out, we ain’t ever sure which one we’ll end up with that night.” They high-fived again.

BROTHERS AT WAR ( Love conquers) Chapter one ~ FLASHBACK~ 16 years old Logan and Landon were playing in the basketball court happily. Logan was more happy cos he was playing as a team with his brother against another. The school and everyone knew these twins to be inseparable... but yes they've got haters not just for being the most popular student but being the most wealthiest. Their parents happens to be influential and a successful multinational company CEO and both children know how much they get each month for allowance.

“Why are you calling?” “Don’t tell me you’re still bedevilled with Lana Del Rey and all her songs of melancholy and heartbreak? Oh come on, Andre, you’re going to be thirty-one next month. There’s no way you’re still that little rebellious boy's mother shipped off to France to live out the rest of his life. Alone. In nothing but absolute sadness.” And here he was thinking his brother had called because a small part of him wanted to reunite with the only family he had left. He should have known better. There was no hope for either of them.

“Father wants me at the main office tomorrow. You know what that means right?” I scoffed. “I don't care.” Arnold laughed. “My little brother,” he paced around. “You’ll always be my little brother.” He turned to Stacy, his eyes widening. “The wedding is in three weeks. We should start planning already, what do you think, darling?” Stacy gasped. She looked at me, terrified. She was begging me with her eyes. I felt terrible because of how helpless I looked. I turned and walked out. I didn’t stop. I didn’t look back. I drove until the city lights faded and the road went dark.

Should I listen to my heart and trust my brothers that they won't ever hurt me and love me with all their Heart Or should I listen to my brain who is continuously telling me that my brothers are bad persons and they will hurt me like my mom dad and I don't know what to do I don't know what's wrong and what's right . There's millions thought in my head I cried for sometime sitting in the music room and then when I was going toward's my room. I realized my brothers were back and they all were sitting in the living room and I quietly went to my room so that they don't notice me. But while going to my room I heard lilttle of their talk. "don't worry we have eyes on here. She cannot do anything."

So fucking alive. "The last thing you'll ever find in me is a brother, Hailey," he whispered, my name rolling off of his tongue like silk, the same tongue I'd vividly felt in my dreams, on my pussy, bringing me to the most intense releases. "I don't see you as my sister, so stop pretending you see me as your brother." And he slowly pulled away. "And as for your boy toy," he added, "Stop talking to him, or I'll make sure he's expelled from college."

That is exactly the reason I will never be interested in trying to form any kind of friendship with the man who was now openly mocking me in front of their friends. "Bro, that's my sister," Jason warned him, which caused Sean to laugh loudly and hearing his laughter had my belly twisting up in sharp, tight knots. "Like I'd actually go for Oliva. Don't worry, Jase, I was just kidding with her," Sean said, his eyes never leaving mine. "She is like my sister." What a freaking asshole. I stand in front of my brother and his bestfriend both speechless and embarrassed at what they have both said, and tightly ball my hands into fists wanting nothing more than to punch both of the smirks off their s

I was still in my daze when I felt the effect of his heavy pounch on me, bursting my lips in the process. "You should watch your words! Don't talk to me as if I'm your slave! I'm not! I'm your brother!" With every word coming from him, I couldn't help but laugh even though I felt pain on my bursted lips. "Do you act like one? I've stopped considering yourself as my brother since five years ago! You are nothing but a murderer and a betrayer!" I spat to his face as his attack on me brought the past memories that hit me hard.

Lorenzo continued, reading the message, “Vincent Romano has very rich friends. And his lawyer is already claiming the prosecutors made mistakes and is asking for all charges to be dropped.” Sophia felt the little bit of safety she’d found disappear. “He’s coming after me… isn’t he?” “No,” Alexander said firmly, his voice calm and sure. “He won’t. Because you’re not going anywhere he can reach you.” “And,” Ethan added, his usually gentle expression turning cold and serious, “if Vincent Romano wants to finish what he started fifteen years ago, he’ll have to go through all four of us first.” The brothers exchanged a look that carried fifteen years of pain, purpose, and determination.

After my sister died, my parents forced me into a ten-year contract with my Alpha brother-in-law, Ethan Brooks. I became Luna in name only—and stepmother to his ten-year-old son, Daniel. At the Full Moon Festival, they placed on me my dead sister’s crown—her favorite. And in front of the entire pack, Daniel splashed holy water across my face, that cold smirk a mirror of his father’s. "Don’t think becoming Luna means you can replace my mother! You’re just a thief! What gives you the right to host our festival? You should strip naked and get out of me and Dad’s pack!"