My Brother My Wife Novels & Stories

I pushed the door forcefully, making it open with a loud noise. “Ace my brother!” he exclaims, smiling wildly at me, he stood up from his chair and moved towards me. I am livid with anger but I curl my hands into fists, desperately trying hard not to do something I would regret. I zoned out of what he was saying until I heard his next words. “Won't you hug and congratulate me, your brother is about to get a wife,” he says, still smiling. “You already have a wife,” I point out.

“Good morning Lai” I say, smiling from ear to ear as I walk towards my brother, dropping the food package on his desk. “Mom asked me to drop this off for you” I pout. “What happened?” He chuckles, “why are you pouting so early in the morning. Do you dislike doing this almost every week day” I nod, “You really should get married soon, so I don’t have to keep doing this. I have a life you know” I say, flashing a smile at him as I sit opposite him.

"Don't worry. I sincerely accept it, body and soul. As I said before, Alice is beautiful. It's not a loss to marry her. Besides, what you're doing here is threatening the existence of singles." At that moment, Ashton raised his eyebrows. He tried to understand the meaning behind his brother's words. "How am I threatening?" "Very greedy. Getting married twice. And all of your wives are beautiful. Just switch or give me a chance since I don't have a partner. Relax, from a young age, I've been used to being your stuntman and replacing your role to be scolded by dad and mom." Ashton pulled a face right away. His eyebrows raised high. He tried to digest the meaning of his brother's words.

Now he wants to get her pregnant, after seeing that his elder brother was back. “I’m sorry that you have to go through all that with my brother. But you’re still his wife? I know that you’re my real mate, even if you wouldn’t acknowledge it. Although, I didn’t know about this before, but after I left this pack to travel abroad to the humans city, I didn’t have any other mate, nor felt the mating bond. It reminded me that I was far away from home. My people, and I had to return home to help in building the pack and finding my real mate. What I hadn’t expected was that my real mate would be my younger brother’s wife,” Jack said at last, as he turned to look at Charlotte's face under the full m

I was snapped out of whatever trance I was in. “what?” “Your character, Mary Anderson, who is she?” Mr Julio handed me a cup of cappuccino. “Oh, she's the president's wife” Mr Julio let out a dramatic sigh “my goodness, you're the lead” “Yes sir” I was so proud of myself. “You're always the lead, mi hija, but it's still something that makes me really proud” “Thank you Abuelo” I called him this only when I was really emotional.

She had been reborn, too. However, I found her words utterly ridiculous. “We were the perfect couple? A happy marriage? You mean the one where my lawfully wedded wife got pregnant with my brother’s child? The one where she locked me in the attic and left me to die?” Natalie was stunned. The color drained from her face. She said, “You… You were reborn, too? Yes, you were! That’s why you chose Yvonne in this life!” Then, she suddenly burst into laughter. “That must be it! I should’ve known!

he said, leaning in for a hug. It wasn’t just a hug. It was a press, a slide. His hand lingered a second too long on the small of my back. I felt the warmth of his breath at my ear. And just like that, I was wet between my thighs. Damon was my husband’s older brother. Recently divorced. Temporarily homeless. And, apparently, dangerously irresistible. Jake—my husband—was thrilled to have his big brother around. He talked about it for days, saying things like “He needs a place to crash, just for a bit,” and “Come on, you two will get along great.”

“I guess you’re not going to tell me what that was.” “It’s not my place.” “You two were close.” “She was my best friend, and I miss her.” “I see.” “You have feelings for my brother?” “I don’t even know your brother.” “You can't fool me. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t be asking questions about a wife that isn’t here.” “Yes, I would.” “It’s okay to like him.” “It’s not okay to like him. He’s married.” “To a wife that left him.” “You don’t know if she’s coming back.”

“Noah. Don’t.” “Don’t what?” His voice dropped. “Don’t say that I’ve had a thing for you since the first time Elena brought you home? Don’t tell you that every time you smiled at me I had to go jerk off in the shower because I couldn’t stop imagining what your mouth would feel like on my dick?” My breath caught. Heat flooded my face, my chest, straight down to my cock. It was already half-hard and getting worse by the second. “You’re my wife’s brother,” I said. The words came out rough. “This is fucked up.”

“What do you mean your wife, hold on, is that—” “Mind your word, Vegas, she's still my wife.” I said calmly as he rolled his eyes to the back. “She's been circling the idea for a week now I guess, and I think that show the other day made it easy for her to decide” I said, pausing briefly. “But I was lucky.” “Lucky how?” Vegas asked, tilting his head. “My brother,” I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.”