Mikeys Brother Novels & Stories

I looked over to my mum and the girls discussing animatedly with Luca having his afternoon nap on mum's lap. "Your mum and aunt were thinking of hanging out together one of these days without me" Mickey whined at Damien. "Are you sure he's your older brother? Damien asked looking at me and Anna. Because this one here is a child trapped in a man's body. "Hey that was mean" "Yeah right " Damien rolled his eyes a t his uncle. "You guys could just hang out with him if you don't want him to keep whining like a brat". "See, even your nephew thinks you're a brat now stop with the whining. Anna said glaring at Mikey making him pout. I rolled my eyes at his antics.

Especially Mason, who was busy sending winks toward the girls. Typical flirt. Sophia spotted her brother and stormed toward him, her face tight with frustration and irritation. Taylor and Ava exchanged a look before hurrying to follow behind her. Mason's closest friend, Luke, noticed Sophia heading their way and gave Mason a subtle nudge. Mason, catching the signal, turned to see who Luke was referring to. The moment he spotted his twin sister charging over with her two best friends in tow, he rolled his eyes in annoyance. His gaze met hers for a split second before he quickly looked away, already bracing for the confrontation.

I really don’t like to be touched. “Please listen to me, Myka. I need to tell you something about your brothers, and your sister.” “Wait, I also have a sister?” “Yes, her name is Ariana and to be honest they don’t know anything about you.” “Not even Micah?” “He was never told about you, and I’m not even sure that Brianna knows that you lived after birth. It was bad enough she wasn’t a loud to tell Micah that she’s, his mother.”

Cade chuckled, removed his hand from Mike's ear, and patted the cheek of the boy who had become sullen. "Turns out you're not smart enough to still fall into our trap." Mike swatted away his father's big hand. He couldn't accept being told he wasn't smart enough. "Mika wanted to snoop around. I just followed her." Mike glanced fiercely at his sister. Fay over there suddenly approached Mike and pinched his cheek. "You were born ten minutes earlier than her. Mika should have followed you. Not you." Mika looked angrily at her brother. In her opinion, Mike was throwing all the blame on her. "You could have not followed. You wanted to go. So, you made a mistake too."

On his right, he had the entertaining Alejandro, his other brother Mitchell-whom he lived to tease-and feisty Francine, their mate as well as his sister's best friend. Across the table sat his loud-mouthed, bratty sister Naomi with her mates Ethan and Javier, accompanied by his adorable baby niece and nephew-who currently took turns spitting out food and chortling. Then there was his other brother Kendrick, his best bud Joel, and their human mate, Ruth, a plump and juicy morsel. Not that he said that aloud-he preferred to not bleed all over his favorite Despicable Me minion T-shirt. His oldest brother, Derrick, was the only one of his siblings missing because he was off on some mission to sa

he sighed. “I don’t think I want to,” Mick said stubbornly. I could feel his wariness. “Mick, please,” Billy pouted his bottom lip. “Seriously, man. I missed you and so did everyone else. Don’t leave. Your brother and you can work through the shared mate shit later.” “Brother?” I looked at Mick. I figured they were related, but wasn’t sure how. I was hoping they were second cousins or distant relatives. Not siblings. “Twin brother,” Boyd said, scowling with his arms crossed. “Bet he didn’t tell you that either.”

She was glad that she met Michael, her brother’s friend. “I shall be obligated to you if you help me, Michael,” she told him. Michael grinned at her, brushing her off. “Not at all, I owe it to your brother. He saved my life,” said Michael. Brooklyn’s eyes filled with tears at the mention of her brother. “Don’t cry, I’m sure he’ll come back soon,” said Michael. Brooklyn nodded. “He never went away for so long,” she said. Michael looked sad as well. “I know,” he sighed. A muscular guy of Michael’s age with twinkling blue eyes came out and smiled at Michael.

say Ardi Syalendra is his father's younger brother. "Uncle, I beg you to help find the man who was standing here, I'm sure he shot my brother." Miska begged while holding her uncle's hand. "All right, then uncle will send people to find out who shot Michael, you take it easy this time your brother needs you more by his side, go." Ardi stroked the top of his nephew's head.

that was what I was busy thinking at that moment cause I felt like rewinding time back the moment I stepped into the school gates with a time machine so I could stay clear from the path Brenna stayed waiting for me. "Not my so called brother, he is my brother okay" I had to at least make that known before commencing with any other thing, " sure he is but he did look way more than a brother yesterday" Brenna just always had a way of provoking me to defence mode and in the process I would always end up spilling out all the private knowledge I kept at bay.

I mentally prepare for what I'm about to hear. "Sinful and I aren't necessarily close," Micah tells me, running his hand back through his silvery hair. It exposes the minty colour underneath. "Technically, he's my brother." My mouth opens in shock, without me being able to control it. "Brothers?" I say in disbelief. "You have the same parents? You grew up with him?"