My Brother My Mate Novels & Stories

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.”

At that moment, I felt so relieved, and all I could think was that I couldn’t let Rosentine slip away, or else I’d regret it forever. “I know it’s weird, being intimate with me, since my mate is your sister. And honestly? I don’t even know how you got the idea she liked me. But I swear, she doesn’t. She never did,” I said, voice raw with honesty, somehow desperate for her to know that there wasn’t something romantic between me and her sister. “You see, when Ara—I mean Rosalia came of age and found out I was her mate, she rejected me immediately,” I admitted, which made Rosentine’s eyes widen in surprise. “So, her liking me is just impossible.”

Kane’s voice, calm but utterly decisive, cut through: “Get out.” With a sharp steel to his tone, Avery glared. “You think you’re better? I’m Mia’s brother! No one here but me belongs beside her.” A beat later, I interjected: “He is my mate. You are not my brother. He will always matter to me far more than you ever will.” The words fell like ice. Kane’s breathing hitched at “my mate.” His hand clenched, veins tightening along his neck. The brief anger in his eyes died instantly yielded to certainty.

He stayed calm. "She isn't MATE, she is the a*shole's mate, but she is something..." Mars gulped, looking besotted and angry at the same time. Theo cleared his throat. "Rhianna..." "Perfect name for a perfect being," Mars said with a sigh. "These are my brothers. And guys, this is my MATE." His voice was a warning growl when he said mate. His eyes glinted in possessiveness and anger.

"I am your brother's mate!" Without stopping what he was doing as I struggled to get away from him, he laughed like someone who had lost it. "You want Ray too?" he asked. "Your innocent looks really fooled everyone. What a slut you really are. Well since you want both brothers as your bed mates, then let me oblige you. I might put in a good word for you before my brother", he leered. "His mate indeed!" he scoffed. "How can a nobody like you be my brother's mate? Are you even worthy?"

Fated mates. My brother has a gorgeous, strong mate! Then the rest of his words sink in and my stomach plummets. Oh Atticus, you idiot. You big, stupid dummy.

“It- It cannot work like that. A mate bond is far stronger than you think. You wouldn’t know because. . .because—” “What, because I do not have one?” He laughs sardonically . “Believe me, it is my greatest blessing to be born bereft of a mate. I’ve seen a lot of great men fall and become idiots just because of their mates. You, my brother, are on the top of that list.” They exchanged deathly glares and sat in tight tension as both caught their breaths, treading carefully to not break the very thin string of what remains of their brotherhood.

“Nothing Mother, I just want to know how do I recognize my fated mate? I asked her. “Oh, I forget today is your 18 years birthday, my baby is thriving into a beautiful woman, I should have educated you on this earlier than now, but it is never too late. Mate is a beautiful thing, your mate adored Love and cherished you more than anyone can ever do. They will love you uncontrollably, he will treat you genuinely, he will never make you cry or see you in pain. Your mate is everything you ever wish for” she uttered. I listen carefully to her as she told me everything about mates. We both talk for a long time until we were notified my brothers have arrived. I got up happily to go greet my brother

Mate I turn to my brother who has a lustful look on his face but being him, he goes back to his stern look while I try my hardest not to rush over to calm our mate down. Clearing my throat, I signal her to take a sit as we both stare at her in fascination. Picking up her file, I gave it to my brother who did what he did best while trying to intimidate our mate who didnt look fazed. "My name is Damian Adams and over there is my twin brother Damon Adams." I point at Damon on the couch who answered her greeting with a gruff noise. I leaned back on my seat admiring this beautiful lady in front of me.

“Brittany, what if your mate is better than Jamie, you wouldn’t want to…” “That is it, mate are always lovely and they look perfect, that bond is confusing, and that is one thing I don’t want, I know who I want, it’s Jamie, I don’t want another, I do not want to get confused by the mate bond. Brother, please cancel my party…”