Michael Afton Brother Novels & Stories

“How did you find it? Meeting my family?” “I like your mom. Adam and Carter are pleasant, so I’m not surprised you’re such a gentleman. You have a wonderful family, Jules.” His mouth curls up. “Jules?” “That’s what they call you.” “Well, that’s not everything.” He smirks, shaking his head. “Wait till you meet Rafe.” I raise my gaze at him. “Why?” “He’s... uptight.” “Really?” “I suppose I haven’t told you yet. Rafe had a twin brother. Mikhail.”

I smiled at him and rubbed my eyes as I nodded to him. His car was already parked in some parking area inside a building. It's been a month since we started our relationship. Rhon decided to visit his brother, he used to share with me the story about his brother. How they met him and how he became part of their small yet rich family. His younger brother was his only sibling. And he was always happy when we talked about him, that's why I really wanted to meet him as well, I already saw him in pictures that Rhon showed me but seeing his brother in person would be much better.

"Is it like... do you have many brothers and sisters that I don't know about?" Michael let out a low, rough rumble from his chest, his jaw setting as he began to list his siblings. "Actually, we are three brothers and one sister in total," he revealed calmly, a hint of familial pride flickering across his stony features. "My two younger brothers are regular alphas ruling their own territories, and I am the only Lycan among the males, while the girl is a fierce warrior who leads her own squads. The youngest brother currently stays far away with my aunt, and the truth is, she can be a bit troublesome and unpredictable sometimes. So you have to be completely careful about her when she arrives."

she said with tears, he then slipped the ring in her finger, it fits like a glove. My new brother who is yet to know his name started clapping so did I, he looked at me And smile, but I could see sadness hidden in it, I shook it off since it's not possible The marriage went by fastly as if he already made all necessary arrangements, Even before he proposed, I didn't get to spend much time with my new brother, His name is Mavis, everybody in our school know he is my brother now Though we have a different surname, he is Okafor and I bears the name of my father, Arinze

“Don't be afraid. I'm sure your brother will be there and even though he's a jerk, he won't let any else that isn't him or Sean mess with you and I'll have your back. I guess she is right. My brother may like to make stupid remarks about me, but he only allows Sean to go along with it. If anyone else tries, he shuts them down hard. Last year he broke a boy's nose for calling me a tease. Hopefully tonight doesn't take a horrible turn.

Like Ethan being my brother. Who would've guessed? I walked through the doors of the nightclub naively, not knowing my father was alive and a part of this world, that my brother was my boss. That I even had another brother. Three, in fact, if you count Jon and Rich. That Aaron would die at the hands of Damien, all in the name of revenge. That I'm with him despite all that.

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."

"Detective Logan wants me to bring you over to identify the body. “Also, we ran the guest registration for Room 308 at the motel." "Who was it?" "Evan Miller. Michael's brother." Evan. The name hit my brain like a flash of lightning. Michael did have a younger brother, three years his junior. I had only met him twice at our wedding. I heard he had moved down south years ago, fell into a severe drug addiction and the family had completely cut ties with him. Why on earth was he here? Twenty minutes later, the cruiser pulled up outside the Promenade apartments.

The call ended, leaving the room quieter than before. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. Somewhere out there was a brother he had never met, a person who shared his face, his blood, his origin. It was the one unresolved thread in his life, the one question that never quite let him rest. And lately, it felt as though everything was pulling too close at once. His job. His search. And a student he had no right to think about the way he did. Exhaling slowly, he reached for the stack of essays on his desk, forcing himself back into familiar ground. Distance, he reminded himself, was the only way forward.

He hides it to his chest and rushes with it to his shelves. " Whose photo is that ?", I ask Michael confused. " My brother's.", he says from his shelves. " Oh..you have a brother ?", I ask him. He told me he only has an elder sister. " Yeah..his brother died three years ago.", Grace answers my question. What !? He had a brother and he died ? But Michael didn't tell me that. And he told it to Grace whom he only met yesterday. I look at Michael and see him biting down on his bottom lip whilst closing the shelves. I feel really bad for him. It's really terrible to lose a sibling. Michael has suffered way more than I expected. I want to protect this boy at any cost.