My Brother's Girlfriend Novels & Stories

And suddenly, the world felt too small. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered. “It was with Brant…” he said, his grip tightening around my fingers. It hurt—but I didn’t flinch. I let him hold on, because whatever pain I was feeling, his had to be worse. I couldn’t imagine it—your own brother. I mean… how does it feel to see your girlfriend in bed with your brother? Ouch doesn’t even begin to cover it. “We have a holiday cabin just on the outskirts of the city,” he continued.

Rita was so depressed in the room. "She pursed her lips and looked at Evangeline, saying, ""You don't even know how overbearing my brother is. Now he has a good girlfriend, but he doesn't allow me to date outside. How he could act like this even though he's my brother? Does he intend to keep me from getting married for the rest of my life and stay at home as a sister-in-law?""" Your brother is a sister-con. There's nothing I can do. Evangeline had no choice.

, I said her whatever her name is ignoring my brother. She was looking uncomfortable standing in his shirt as she kept pulling it down and her eyes were already tearing up but her eyes widened when she heard that he is my brother. “she is not my one night stands okay!”, Jackson groaned in annoyance. “then what is she? As much as I know you didn’t date…”, I was halted in between my words when he announced proudly. “she is maya, she is my girlfriend and I love her!”. I blinked my eyes then looked at him as if am seeing an alien not my brother.

"These last three years have been torture." I dropped the bandage I was holding. "So?" "So, I'm asking you, if you'd give me a chance..." "A chance?" I burst out laughing, a sound that made him flinch. "Marco Blackwood, are you joking?" He stared at me, stunned. "You've loved me from day one?" I stood up, looking down at him. "Then tell me, if you loved me so much, why did you stand by and watch your brother play me for a fool?"

“He wasn’t there! His secretary said he’d stepped out.” I nodded slowly. “Oh really?” “Yes!” she continued, “So I called him. And do you know what he said?” My palms were sweating, and my heartbeat slammed in my ears. “He said he was on a date.” She dragged out the last word dramatically. “A date Lin! My brother went on a date! Ethan! A date! I’m still surprised.” I forced a smile. “Wow… that’s nice.” I took a long sip of the wine to hide my expression.

“Why? Did I do anything wrong?” “Yes. You attract so many guys’ attention when you fight. It annoys me to see those perverts watching you,” he said, and her breath hitched. Her face reddened, and her thoughts were replaced with lewd ones. Shaking her head, she scolded herself for having bad thoughts about her step-sister’s boyfriend. “My sister. You are dating her,” she said, and Jake’s mood shifted, something dark replacing his expression. She became worried, wondering if she had crossed the line. Before she could ask, he leaned away and got off her.

Since you were having a good time with my brother and I didn’t want to disturb you, I told Caleb to hang out with me in my tent. “We were both playing games and I ended up asking if he had a girlfriend, which he confirmed he had none, so I took the initiative to kiss him and he kissed me back, hot and wild.” “Oh my goodness!!!” I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in the air.

“I should get a drink.” He quickly stood up and walked to the bar. I hadn't realized how broken my brother was until now. He handed me a glass of whiskey. I didn't take it immediately. I just stared at the glass. What the hell was I going to do now? He wasn't being reasonable. “What exactly do you want me to do for you to let her go? I am willing to do anything.” “Reject your mate.” The entire room went silent, the only sound the ticking clock on the wall.

"Rhett might be there." I said nothing. Rhett Holt was Liam's older brother and the subject of approximately forty percent of Liam's bad moods. I had met him twice and on both occasions he had looked at me the way people look at mildly interesting weather — present, briefly noted, forgotten. "Fine," I said. Liam smiled. Squeezed my hand across the table. At least I'll be seeing his mother. The only sane one in that family, if you ask me. I smiled back and ate my tiramisu.