My Brother's Best Friend Wattpad Gif Novels & Stories

Venom called as he came to sit beside me on the couch, he raised my head and placed it on his lap, and he slowly began to caress my “You know I'm your brother right? And I love you so much, I don't ever want you to think you're alone, I'm with you brother cause to me you're the best brother in the whole world and I appreciate you a lot, I don't want you to ever think you're alone you gave all of us, we are all your friends and we love you so much, I know our future might be unpredictable cause a lot is ahead of us, but I want you to know that no matter what happens I love you so much and will always continue to love you okay?” “Mmm” I nodded happily smiling at him, he's right our future is u

“You sound weird. You okay? I know Blake came today and everything’s been… but I’m your best friend, right? You can tell me. I’m always here for you.” What a terrible best friend I was. “Wolf, I—” He reached for the phone and turned it off. His face buried into my neck, his hand wrapping around me as his nails dug into my skin. Then he thrust upwards. “Do you wish that I kill my brother too?” I couldn’t move, couldn’t even do anything but feel him fuck me in place as he bit and sucked on my neck. “N-No. I w-was— nngghhh— ahhh— doing w-what you said—”

" Shut the fuck up, you are fine and you will take care of your brother as you wished." " Naah, I'm hearing my mom's voice, Malik." There's when Malik's voice cut off and I heard sniffing I fell to the ground and I smiled at my friends who ran to me to comfort them. I looked at my brother. I will not give anything less than your value And my soul is the best thing I can give for you, baby brother To be continued...

“Listen, Evelyn. I would not bring this up if I did not think it was going to be a good opportunity. It is just like you said. You still have two months left until you have to go to San Francisco, and in the time you are here, unless you agree to let me help you out, you will have to get a job and this is the best offer right now. “Besides, Cassian knows you and he would trust you to take care of his kid, so, that makes the process for getting the job easier than any other you could try for.” I sighed as I thought about the man. Cassian James. Cassian was my brother’s best friend. They had been best friends nearly all their lives, ever since they could talk. Everett grew up with him. While t

Logan asked, but I ignored him, gulping down the entire bottle of water in one go. I looked at him and shook my head. Logan is not only my best friend but also a brother and a family member that I no longer have. I lost my only brother to cancer a few years before my parents died in a plane crash, this is one memory I do not like revisiting, but at that time, I not only found Logan, but I also found a brother in a friend. "What is the matter, Gabe? Talk to me." He got up from his chair and approached the four-seater couch where I was seated.

I ask softly. King grunts a response, but pulls me along to sit in his lap on the bed. The way his arms encircle my waist, I feel safe and protected again, but the unease from earlier remains. I wish I could tell them about the dream, ask how much of it was real. But I know they couldn't tell me, even if they knew, thanks to my asshole of a brother. "Mama!" Zuri exclaims, breaking my thoughts and melting my heart into a puddle. She holds out a banana-flavored puff for me.

I said, perhaps a little too fast. Zach chuckled. “She’s lying.” “Shut up, Zach.” “Hey, I’m just saying,” he teased. “If the guy you’re clearly into decides to ditch you for Miss I-Can-Do-A-Perfect-Pirouette, I’d be mad too.” Liv gasped dramatically. “You’re into him!” “I’m not!” I insisted, flustered. “He’s just—he’s confusing.” Liv gave me that knowing grin that only siblings seem to have — the one that said I know my brother better than you ever will.

he says, making me smile again. “Have I told you lately how glad I am that you’re my brother?” “You don’t have to tell me. I know how awesome I am,” he says, making me laugh out loud. He grins. “It’s been a while since I’ve heard you laugh like that. It’s good to see you back to yourself, brother,” he says. “It’s good to be back.” “Mates are good at healing us. So, how do you intend to find The Prick, The Bitch, and The Dead Wolf Walking?”

“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.”

So we hit the ground in an ungraceful heap. Why must I run into chaos all the time? “Oh my God…I’m so sorry…” I began, scrambling to push myself up. Then I looked up and froze. His blue eyes met mine. He looked so familiar, too familiar and that was when realization dawned on me. The man underneath me was Dylan Reed, the most popular musician in the country and my best friend's older brother. The boy I hadn’t seen in years. The man who now looked so much different from how I remembered him.