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Brad had messed me up emotionally that even one-night stands were off the table for now. *** My day with the brothers was awesome. They were kind and fun to be with, and I realised we started on the wrong foot. I was also glad that we met again even though I wasn't so thrilled about the conditions of our second meeting, but it was a second chance. I saw myself being friends with them, and it was cool.

“I will, Brother. Oh, I will. Although I think all of my crush or boyfriends are all scared once they knew that I have eight brothers.” Dear Gentle Readers, if you wish to read Clarabelle's and Dean's story, head to "Fuck You and All Of Your Bullshits". Reed and Liesl's story is also available and it's called "Tempted By The Devil". Both stories will be updated regularly in December. Thank you and stay safe!

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

she replied and that made me divert my gaze to my brother. "Buddy? Have you met my woman before?" My brother stood up and walked up to us and said, "What I'm about to say is quite unbelievable!-" I frown at that and shared a glance with my girlfriend. What does he mean by that? "I'm a huge fan of yours, Micaela Alvarado! I've read all of your books and I've been waiting for series 2 of your new release Shattered Hearts!"

He asked. “Yes, and this is beta Richford and gamma Sydney when they were much younger and this is my cute brother, the alpha,” I said smiling at him. “So your brother is cute?” “Of course, can’t you see his lovely eyes,” I said pointing at my brother’s eyes, he didn’t comment on that, he just flipped that page, I don’t know if he was mad or something else. He goes to the next, where the six of us are, I was on Beta Richford's back, while Stacy is on Gamma Sydney's and Lydia on My brother's back.

I looked at the screen and saw it was one of my brothers texting me, bitch ass Leviathan, prince of envy. Levi: I hear you have a new toy bro Me: not yours Levi: come on you can share Me: not this one Levi: well either way I’ll be there tomorrow, you can show it to me then Me: bug off Levi: love you too Great. The last thing I need is him here trying to take Rose from me. I love my brothers, kinda. But they get on my nerves. They’re all about violence and money while I’m all about love. Well, love in my own twisted way.

“Who are you, and what have you done with my Rowena?” I couldn’t help myself from blushing a bit. “I was just thinking about the party, and… and…” I paused, swallowing before I continued nervously. “I’m tired of being a big baby. It’s time to finally get over my fear.” My brother stared at me for a few moments, clearly searching my face for some kind of humor, but there was none there to find. Finally he sat up and crossed the room; the closer he came, the more I could smell the subtly sweet scent of sweat on his skin.

Obviously not interested in having this conversation. "JORDAN ALESSIA BLAIR!" she spelt out my full name and yeah, every kid knows what that means. I unwillingly brought myself to a complete halt with a sigh before I turned to face her again. "Mom come on... We are two adults bound to have misunderstandings." I pointed out. I mean...... Can't I get in fights with my Step bro in peace? "See? I told you so Honey. Siblings fight. It's normal" Fred chipped in from wherever it is he suddenly appeared from which was clearly not too far away for him to have heard anything of what I said.

The word brothers kept repeating in Sophia’s mind again and again. She looked at the three men, Alexander, Damian, and Lorenzo. searching their faces for anything she recognized, something she could believe. “No,” she said quietly, her hand shaking as she held the knife. “That can’t be true. I would remember. I would know if I had brothers.” Alexander’s expression softened, but there was sadness in his eyes. “You were very little when it happened,” he said gently. “We were older. You might remember us as the boys who played with you in the garden, who built blanket forts, who read you bedtime stories.”

When I came back from Silvermoon Training Camp, I saw my older brother, Zachary Barker, leaning back against the couch with fine beads of sweat sliding down his taut neck. He was wearing some gray sweatpants, and his eyes looked somewhat dazed. "Zachy? Why are you back so early today?" I went over to him, meaning to grab his hand, but instead, I touched a warm, sticky liquid on his hand. "Why's your hand all wet?" I asked, holding up my hand and sniffing it. "There's a strange smell to it too…"