Miss Perfect And Her Brothers Novels & Stories

The place instantly fell silent. … I shut the door and opened a group chat titled "Operation Bring Amanda Home." My mother and brothers worked fast. Within seconds, more than twenty profiles of potential marriage candidates flooded the chat. My five stepbrothers practically competed with each other to make recommendations. "This one's never touched cigarettes or alcohol, and his personal life is spotless." "This guy built his own business from the ground up. He's romantic, successful, and one of the six most handsome men in Kingsport." My finger paused over the final message.

"Look at you. You're stunning. If he's embarrassed of you, I can't imagine how he feels about me." Isabelle told me to get comfortable on the couch first, while she gets some iced chocolate for the three of us. Right after she left, two young boys approached me. They looked about seven or so. Both looked similar to each other and I could see a little of Isabelle in their features. They both had dark blonde hair and the same dark blue eyes. "Hello!" One of them said. "Who are you?" "Hi," I smiled. "You must be Isabelle's twin brothers? I'm Audrey. One of her... friends."

"I'm saying... if there were a way for you two to explore this, whatever it is, without destroying the family—would you want that?" "There isn't a way," I whispered. "We're stepsiblings. Society, our family, basic decency—it all says this is wrong." "Society says a lot of things. Not all of them are right." Richard stood, moving to the window. "When I met your mother, I was still grieving Marcus's mom. It had only been two years. Everyone said it was too soon, that I was making a mistake, that I couldn't possibly love again so quickly. But they were wrong."

Missy inquired, breaths matching her tottering heartbeat with her head wrapping round the reality. This is not what she’s thinking. “Which Danny would I be talking about then. Of course it is him.” Thea replied, still trying to get why her best friend looked so tensed up. “Oh my gosh. Danny is my brother. The motherfucker is the son of the woman that ruined my life. Get your bags Thea, I’m about to go fuck his ass up.” Missy breathed out her words, grabbing her school bag that slumped harshly across her shoulder.

“What? No, you don’t say that to any of those four overprotective egoistical testosterone driven creatures! They are awesome, they are the best brothers ever, got it?” I shake my head in amusement. “You have four brothers?” Isaac asks from beside me. She nods. “And I’m their one and only sister.” “Who they spoil rotten,” I add. “Yeah, if that means by playing endless pranks on their little defenseless sister, then I agree,” Nicki says, wiping fake tears. “Must have been fun growing up,” Isaac says. She smiles. “Yeah, I’m not going to deny that.” I look downwards again, to see Jude now staring at our side of the bleachers, his eyes wandering as if searching for someone. I look away quickly to

“For the thousandth time, I'm not dating, I don't want to meet your friends, I'm not going to any charity ball, and I don't want to stress more than I already am.” Madeleine snorted of her childish way, which she ended up discovering in a few years that she got everything she wanted when issuing. The eyes of that light blue shade, identical to mine — but without that genetic flaw that made me have the heterochromy it didn't have — semi-t close and her mouth bowed slightly down. The damn thing knew that everyone was always “I miss you, little brother.” “I don't fall for it.” “Mom is freaking out because it's been at least four months since you forgot about us.”

I smiled, “That’s fine. Mom will be on solid food by then.” Sebastian walked in and sat at the table with his arm around me, “Morning everyone. How’s it going?” Everyone nodded when Sam laughed, “Don’t try to tell me you didn’t enjoy having the house to yourselves.” He laughed, “It didn’t matter if we had the house to ourselves or not. All of our bedrooms are soundproof. It’s not an issue if we have company or not.” Mom and dad laughed while Sam blushed. Sebastian chuckled, “Don’t try to mess with me. You know I can make you stop with only a couple words.” Sam gasped, “You are evil, brother.” Sebastian laughed, “Not evil, sister. I just know how to give it back when my sisters try to mess wi

They were both wearing casual shirts with jeans, one in black and the other one in white and I can't help but be thankful that they don't look as snobbish as I expected. "How are you, Geneva?" My mom asked as the only lady that came. They exchanged cheek kisses and Miss Geneva sat beside my mom. Dad then greeted the older man as the two younger ones stood beside the couch that me and my sister were sitting on. "Hi. I'm Gallan, and this is my older brother Grayson." Said the brother in white extending her hand out to us, I reached out and shook his hand. Zab isn't really someone who gets comfortable easily with a stranger.

“I don’t know what Cassius has done to your mind but our sisters aren’t the bad guys here! They love us! They want us home! I understand that you lost your mom and you felt alone because technically you were but do you know how it feels being left with no knowledge about your mom and being scared of your dad every waking moment?! You’re lucky you didn’t have him in your life. He was horrible! But you already knew that because he would abuse Saige and Kaia. Thank you by the way for killing him. Saves me the effort of doing it when I turn 18” “You had your mom for 15 years before our dad took her from you. I only had mine for less than two years! My sisters had to be my mom but in between grie

“Don’t judge me Ezekiel, are you sure Ezra is your brother cause from this I can say you both are worlds apart.” Ezekiel was still smiling, pulled my hands and held it close to his. “We are step brothers—” The moment the words dropped, I paused and stared back at him. “What do you mean, step brothers?” I whispered. Just then, Ezekiel was already ringing up the front door. “I think you should keep your voice down..” “What? I'm not even shouting.” Just then the large door in front of us opened up. First of all, I was attracted to the squeaky clean floors and the large stairs.