My Brother Web Drama Novels & Stories

"What are you doing here?" "Big Brother, I’m your older brother. How can you talk to me like that? I came to visit Mom," Ryan laughed nervously. "Hmph! I’m supposed to not know your dirty little tricks? You probably lost money at Mahjong again and are now trying to get your hands on mom’s pension," Ryan’s elder brother, Robert, said bluntly. He had always had no good feelings for his younger brother, who only knew how to drink and play. "Dammit! Big Brother, why do you have to talk like that? We’re both Mom’s sons. You can use her, and so can I!" Ryan said shamelessly.

“You make it sound like finding your brother good-looking is a felony.” “It should be,” she said without missing a beat, then sighed. “Because right now you’ve been going on and on about Zayne. Every other sentence starts with ‘your brother this,’ ‘your brother that.’ I’m starting to get suspicious.” “Oh, please.” I laughed, leaning back on the couch. “Not like I’m planning to date him or something. Silas’s trauma is enough to keep me focused.” Her expression softened, the humor fading from her eyes for a moment. “Good. Because my brother is off-limits, Isla. And you’re really not the type to break promises.”

Getting married to someone who she didn't see a future with. He wondered what his brother would be up to. It would definitely be something up to no good. "What are you planning to do brother?" Drake asked calmly, trying as much as possible not to sound like a scaredy cat. His brother chuckled again, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "You will find out soon enough." Drake gulped. Oh, this doesn't sound good at all. He wondered what he was up to. If only he could read his mind. Damn, it!!!

he greeted once he accepted the call. “No ‘good morning, my favorite and most awesome brother’, huh?” Javier bit a smile. “What do you need, Brother?” “There. Once again you are being extremely rude.” Draven let out an exaggerated heavy sigh, pretending that his older brother had hurt him with his assumption notwithstanding the fact that Draven truly needed his brother’s suggestion and opinion on this occasion. “Why do you always assume that I need something from you?” “I think you miss your calling. Should I interview you for a role in an upcoming movie?” He rolled his eyes at his brother’s hyperbole expression.

Gabrielle had grown on her badly, so instead, she stuck by the nickname 'Brie'. "Do I look okay?" She turned to her brother, Adam, who was silently playing a game on his phone. He took a second to respond, his soft, brown hair flopping down into his eyes as he hunched over the colourful screen. "Huh?" He looked up, sacrificing his game in the process. His soft, freckled face shone with admiration for his sister. "You look great." He smiled and stood up with a jump. He trotted clumsily over to the window and glanced out with a thoughtful expression.

His brother. "Sky," the word came out of his mouth on its own accord. "Sky," he repeated, wailing up. Stefan reached for one tiny hand of his baby brother and smiled as tears ran down his face as if the baby knew Stefan had smiled at him the baby smiled back. "My Sky," Stefan whispered, teardrops falling off his eyes as he ran back to his mother who held him in a gentle embrace. Mary reached for Stefan's hand, kissing and rubbing a slow circle on it. "We will call him Sky, you like that don't you?" The sparkle returned to the boy's face once more as he nodded a "Yes!" He is finally a big brother, happy and content, his heart swelled with pride.

I have and I get anything I want so its just to relax and live life to the fullest. My brother Dr Lyod Williams is a direct opposite of me. He is calm, caring and take his time with people and me on the other hand am extremely arrogant. I get any girl I want with my money. If it means using force I do it just to get what I wanted. I have gotten in to big mess several times but my brothers influence on such cases made it very impossible to go anywhere. I am now in the university and I plan on continuing with my way of college and high school days. My brother despises this behavior of mine so much but he can barely do anything because am all he has got and since our parents demise he promi

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

the brunette says, acid lacing her voice. “The only good thing about her is her hot brother. Adam. I don't understand how they're related to be honest. You know Adam slept with my sister last year, she said it was better than she imagined. Maybe, I'll try to make it to one of their parties, I hear they host a few a semester." "Ewe, isn't that gross? Sleeping with the same guy your sister slept with?"

“Nope. Just making dinner as payment for the dancing lesson.” That was a bit of a lie; while I was making dinner for us, I was also visualizing Heather’s limbs beneath my knife. Two birds with one stone, if you will. My brother crossed the kitchen and peered into the pot of simmering pasta in homemade tomato sauce on the stove. I shot him a look as he grabbed the wooden spoon and scooped a piece of pasta out, tasting it carefully. “Hmm,” he said thoughtfully as he chewed. His bright blue eyes almost seemed to light up, and he went back for a second piece; but I quickly slapped his hand away.