My Brother's Best Friend Book Novels & Stories

When I was twelve, Ethan was eighteen. He was my brother Alex's best friend and the most powerful Alpha in the northern territories. He was magnetic, commanding, with an aura that made every wolf in the pack lower their heads in respect. I was completely obsessed with him. This wasn't just a crush. When he was around, I felt my entire world shift on its axis. I baked cookies for their pack meetings, the kind loaded with chocolate chips that Ethan always grabbed first. I drew little pictures of wolves running under moonlight, pencil strokes filled with a longing I couldn't even name.

- L Worse than FOUR mates? What could-- - S They’re my brother’s best friends. - L Wait. Hold on. HIS best friends? - S Yeah. - L The ones who have been teasing you forever? - S The very same. - L NO. WAY. - S I’m serious. I passed out when I realized it. - L What are you even going to do? - S I have no idea. They're all acting... different now. Protective, almost sweet. It’s so confusing. - L

The title read: “Forbidden Lake House Affair: Brother’s Best Friend Caught on Video.” The nightmare had just begun.

Does my own brother not pick up his phone for anyone but his little gang members? I glance at Mason, who's engrossed in his book. "Hey, Mason. Do you know where my brother is?" I ask, trying to sound like I'm inquiring innocently. Maybe since he's talking to me, he's willing to give up information that the others won't. He glances up from his book, his eyes narrowed. "I'm not inclined to say," he replies stoically. Fuck.

Adams annoyingly replied. "You've never kept anything from me, if I say myself, I literally know every single damn thing about you, I know about everything going on in your life and that's because we share a strong bond, calling you my best friend is an understatement Adams, you're my brother, we're brothers and brothers should stick to each other and try to help each other isn't it?" "Just tell me what's wrong and I promise to do my best to help you like I've always done, you never keep things from me Adams, and I'm sure you're not going to start now."

Danielle Booker chuckled. “The shop’s clean, sweetheart. Totally legit, although, probably better I take you home than you have your daddy pick you up.” “It would be my brother, actually… or Kimmie. Kim’s my best friend. Not that you care who my best friend is.” I took a deep breath, rambling was not a good option right now.

Lake came, lay down next to me, and pulled me into his arms. I put my hand on his chest and said the obvious, “I still can’t believe my brother and my father are alive.” He chuckled. “For how many times I wanted to punch your brother, but seeing him alive today, I was so relieved and somewhat happy that he did not die.” I lifted my gaze, and he was looking down at me. “For a second, I think you’re gonna be best friends.” “Me and your brother?” He arched his eyebrows. “Best friends? I don’t think so. We have different beliefs, and we have nothing in common. He’s a—”

But luckily, my father got everything, and he had full custody of us. After she lost everything she wanted, we never heard from her or my dad's best friend ever again. Which is fine by me. They were both nasty people anyway. I'd probably run off to go hide at my father's place without his knowledge. But a few years later, we lost our youngest brother to Leukemia. He was only fifteen. It was one of the saddest days I've ever faced. Our family grew apart over the years after his death. However, Ferrell and I grew closer together. And this brother who was now driving like a manic was my best friend. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else than where I am.

Dad doesn't call, but I know they've been busted because it's on the school's newspaper the next morning. Seeing my brother's face, bruised and sunken in makes my chest hurt. This isn't the Adam I know. I close the receipt book as soon as the clock turns five. I'm glad to be finished for the day, and even more excited to go home to an apartment that isn't Adam's. Cade doesn't look at the clock, never does, so I sashay over to the garage and knock my knuckles over the metal door.

There are consequences. I should have known nothing in my life is ever simple. My brother is going to kill his best friend and I have nine months to figure out what I want. Find out more here Need Book 1 Co-written with N. Isabelle Blanco I was Kira’s from the first moment I saw her. Maybe it was love at first sight, but I was only ten. She became my best friend. My crush. The girl I can’t live without. But I have to. She was almost mine, but my father took away my chance.