My Brother's Best Friend Book Novels & Stories

Because the truth was, everyone would judge the fuck out of an incestuous relationship. Behind me, the family gathering buzzed with laughter, conversations, and the clinking of glasses. We all got together for an after-Christmas, pre-New Year’s Eve party. It was the only time anyone really had time to meet up. But this was the second year in which I felt removed from it all. Because my attention has been on obsessing over my brother's best friend. Frankie. My big brother's best friend. He was three years older than my tender nineteen years and built like the linebacker he was. I could imagine him dressed in his football uniform as he played college football, showing up other players as he la

Adrian's hand finds my elbow, steadying me. "What are you so afraid of?" Your best friend's name… his face, his reaction and the conversation I've been dreading for seven years. I look at Marcus, my brother, my blood, the person who knew me before anyone else, and I see the hurt in his eyes. The confusion. The desperate need for answers I'm not ready to give. "I'm sorry." It's all I can manage. "I'm so sorry, Marcus. But you have to go. You have to go now."

"Not really, I am going out, but I will be back soon." "Okay, I will be back before you get home, bye." I hung up the phone and tossed it aside. I know I get frustrated at times by how protective my brother can be, but he is the best brother anyone could ask for, and I sometimes feel bad about hiding something as big as sleeping with his best friend.

This guy had been my one true brother all throughout school. “I've missed you.” I said. “Blech, you cheesy motherfucker,” he said and I punched him in the stomach and we both burst into laughter. “I've missed you too. I want you to know that I've decided to not come between you and Steph. And I want to stay in touch with you mate. So I truly hope, you won't break my little sister's heart because that would mean I'd have to kill you.” He said and I smirked.

I rested my head on his shoulder as we watched everyone talking and making plans for Dawn and Lucia's pups. It had been a tough, risky ride, and I couldn't say we were unscathed, but we lost and we gained. And being together like that in happiness and fulfillment that had no rival. I won, we won. Destiny is fulfilled! Good News💃💃💃💃💃. My Brother My Mate book 2 is out. it is titled "My Wolf My Reign". Please check it out🥰😘🥰

“Wait… he’s Rick?” “Yeah,” Frederick laughed. “That’s him.” She stared at me like the floor had dropped out. I shrugged lightly. “She knows me as Denver. Full name’s Ricky Denver Chui.” Her lips parted in pure shock. “You two know each other?” Frederick asked, brow furrowing. Before she could answer, I jumped in. “Old connection. I’ve been friends with her brother since high school days back in Mom’s province. Mutual friends, that’s all.” “Ohhh,” he said, a tiny edge of possessiveness creeping in. “Didn’t know.”

Jake—his best friend, Mia’s brother—now caught in the crossfire. Mia looked at Ethan, their fragile start suddenly facing a storm that could tear apart everything and everyone they cared about.

“I don’t treat you like damaged goods and you don't treat me like damaged goods. You’re allowed to make fun of my predicament, light fun though, and in turn, you’ll let me do the same to you. Trust me, it helps more than therapy ever would.” I was just meeting him but we were about to have our thing. Something in my chest was unfolding from the intimacy in that. He was Lisa’s brother. He was meant to be like a brother to me but there was already something about him. Something intoxicating about his eyes, his confidence, his twisted humor. And his perfect hair. How could I forget that? “Alright, that's fair. Jerome.” I mentally winced from saying the name. He noticed. “You’ll get used to the

I stood frozen in the hallway, my heart pounding so hard against my ribs I thought it might break through them. It was late afternoon. My father and my brother, Jeffery, were on base for a training exercise. The house was supposed to be empty except for me. But Jeffery had called two hours earlier to say Aiden was coming. He explained that his best friend had finally gotten leave after eight months on deployment and needed a place to stay before heading home to see his family. I'd been a complete mess ever since. Aiden King was six-foot-three, toned and bronzed. My brother's best friend ever since they enlisted in the Navy six years ago. Eight years older than me. Completely out of reach. An

“You said you were leaving, so I visited my best friend. Her name is Amanda. She passed away a few years ago, and I still miss her like crazy. One of these days, I will tell you what kind of trouble we got into. ” “I bet you had so much fun. My brother is my best friend, and we never fail to get in touch every day.”