Little Brother Novels & Stories

the brunette says, acid lacing her voice. “The only good thing about her is her hot brother. Adam. I don't understand how they're related to be honest. You know Adam slept with my sister last year, she said it was better than she imagined. Maybe, I'll try to make it to one of their parties, I hear they host a few a semester." "Ewe, isn't that gross? Sleeping with the same guy your sister slept with?"

Best not to go in expecting enemies where I could find allies, though. “Just three, two brothers and a sister. We alternated– boy, girl, boy, girl– and I’m the second of us. My older brother is Bryan, then me, then Hunter, then the youngest and most spoiled is Elliana. Hunter seems to think that just because he got bigger than me, that makes him my big brother too, but I’ll always remember putting dresses on him when we were little. Do you have siblings?”

He looked smaller than usual, nervous. We slid into the seats opposite him. No one spoke for several seconds. Max broke first. “I’m not trying to ruin your life, Alex. But this… stepbrothers? It’s messed up. Your dad will lose it. Lisa will lose it. And if anyone else finds out—coworkers, friends, social media—it’ll blow up. I’m just saying… someone’s going to notice eventually.”

I feel like I could jump through the window if I weren’t on the fourth floor. I can’t control the nervous act of chewing my inner cheek and tugging on the hem of my shirt. “You’re sick,” I croak, looking away from his blazing eyes filled with satisfaction. “Don’t you think it’s a little too absurd for someone as sick as you to insinuate that? You don’t fucking take advantage of your drunk stepbrother, Mad.” He keeps emphasizing the word stepbrother like we really share the same blood. “Stepbrother,” I retort.

I told myself none of this changed anything I needed to do or my reasons for doing it. Outside the house, the city had woken up just like any other morning. But something about me didn’t feel normal. Aaron and Dorian were siblings. Despite everything, I was still going to walk back into his house tomorrow.

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

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."

NOVA I think my brother is the biggest dick that ever lived. No, I know that he is. He doesn't speak to me for days after Aunt Joan's place and the first thing he says to me is to get away from the new guy? Absolutely not. It's clear that they have some type of beef between them. The new guy is still seated beside me, his eyes on Noah. I don't need him to speak to know that he knows who my brother is. It's evident in the way their glaring at each other.

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.

But the pain was exquisite. "Of course, you love the younger brother more than the elder. But he is currently crying in happiness, locked in the bathroom. Probably will continue for two hours." "I am not crying!" she heard her younger brother's hoarse voice and laughed out loud. Lev was cotton candy. Sweet and soft. Though at times he pretended to be the tough guy and adorably failed. But there was one time when he beat the shit out of two guys twice his size cause they harassed his dear sister.