Mark Lee Brother Novels & Stories

"You two are trying to cozy up to my family, huh? Too late for that! Tell me, besides our family, are there any other Smiths even worth mentioning? What a pair of country bumpkins!" Then, he turned back to my brother, his voice dripping with malice. "Timothy, so what if you've got good grades? So what if you spent a year working hard? With a single word, my mom can make everything you've done count for nothing." My brother, Timothy, lowered his head even further, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. Seeing him endure it in silence, I understood instantly. This Smith kid had probably been bullying my brother for a while now.

The spot belongs to me! Killian sat behind his desk, rubbing the bridge of his nose as a deep, amused chuckle rumbled in his tensed chest. He stood up, his massive seven-foot frame instantly making both men stop talking. Killian placed one large hand on Marcus’s shoulder and the other on Leo’s. “You both are the Best Men. Marcus is my brother in arms, and Leo is the brother who keeps me sane. You’re sharing the role, so stop fighting before I make you both sit at the kid’s table."

Alot like his brother. Talking of his damn brother, how long does it take to come home from town? I question. I had called Hunter to inform him of his brother’s unexpected arrival. Only it appears it was not so unepxcted to him. His words were. “Oh fuck. Yeah. I meant to let you know he was trying to come home for the ceremony.”

he said. "I so wish I was awake to talk you out of giving him that long name. Is that like an Italian thing?" I asked, laughing through my tears. I looked down at Andrea only to see him smiling at me. "Why is it that it's always your brother that knows so much? I think he and I just have some odd intuition. It's a stepbrother, stepsister kind of thing, right?"

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

he answered Liam Alfonso was the younger brother of Lucario. He was the real deal of the two and we were constantly at war. Suddenly Royalty became the main target in the mafia world and I was getting worried about her contact with the outside world. She was a model after all and was becoming really famous. "Never!" I refused "Why not?" he asked amused Liam was a carbon copy of Lucario but shorter and he had a scar on his cheek from a knife wound I had given him a few months ago.

“C’mon, Lala”, my best friend Meme begs. “My brother won’t let me go if I don’t bring you along”. Kyle is Meme’s brother, who is two years older than us. Even he knows she’s… Promiscuous is putting it nicely!

Marnie asked. “I’ve got one,” Beth announced. “A Graycort, too.” “One from PLP?” Kimi asked. “Brian,” Beth answered. “He’s the brother of the president of PLP.” “We’ve met both of them,” I said. Sammie looked at me wide eyed. “Both of them?” “I hope Brian makes you happy,” I told Beth. “I thought he was the better brother of the two.” Beth snorted. “Like you would have any idea what it means to date a Graycort.”

She smirked and said, "Interesting topic. My brothers. Firstborn and next line King Leonard Martinez 33 since 1489 but not crowned yet cause his beloved still didn't show up. He is the most dangerous one among us if he gets angry or provoked. He is also so caring and protective when it's come to the family. I never saw him smile wide in all these centuries. He loves me most and always gives me whatever I asked for but never gave me freedom and Independence. Then my second brother Liam Martinez 31 so a sweet guy who knows what to talk at the right time and to person. He can get angry when someone lies to him. He hates that most. He is the one who helped me to achieve my dreams and gave me win

The hall erupted in cheers and laughter, the energy vibrant and alive. Leo, true to form, gave a speech that had me ricocheting between laughter and tears. "I always thought Kayla was too stubborn for one man," he began, a mischievous glint in his eye, "Turns out, she needed three. Go figure." He then launched into a series of embarrassing stories about me. Even though I only found my brother eight years ago, we still have so many memories to make up for lost times.