My Brothers Best Friends Novels & Stories

Now that I'd become a part of this brood, there was nothing I wanted more than to be a part of something bigger. Ironically, the family didn't stop with the four gorgeous guys-they each had a counterpart in the Wright family. Joey Wright and Moby were best friends with almost identical personalities. Jacob, better known as Jake, was Brooks's sidekick, and Landis and Julie had some weird platonic thing going that every one of Landis's girlfriends was jealous of. I wasn't sure who they showered with more protection, poor Julie, or me-she was the baby; I was the victim. Having six large men watching me, daring people to glance in my direction just so they could intervene was overwhelming. Lucki

“I hate myself.” “Don’t hate yourself. Love it just like how much we love you.” Felix wrapped his arms around me. “You’re right. The truth lies here. Mom and Dad have a reason why they wanted us to stay here.” I let myself drown in his perfume and presence. I also hugged him back. We’re the best siblings in the whole world. “Have you guys forgotten about me? I’m also you brother.” Jay pointed himself. Felix chuckled and harassed us. I hug both of them. My brothers. The best men in my life.

His voice sounds cold and disconnected and it feels like being punched in the gut to see him in so much pain, "I can't do that, best friends don't leave each other when the other one is hurting." My words come out hopeful, hopeful that he would allow me to be there for him right now like we've always been there for one another in the past. A smirk spreads across his face as he drops his arms from my shoulders and clenches his jaw, "Best friends, huh. Well, you know what, best friend. Go back to you're perfect life with my brother and leave me alone," My brows furrow at his words as they slice right through me for some reason.

** A group of teenage boys was walking down the road. There were six of them. Each having had great fun from the party they just presented to their dear friend, Kane, on his eighteenth birthday that night. They were all returning home after having spent a marvelous time together. Their friendship was something special. They were best friends, more like brothers. But no one knew what was going to happen in the next moment.

His eyes met mine and I smiled sweetly at him. "There is always something to talk about. Come on. Tell me what is bothering you." I pried. Ciaran sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He contemplated telling me for a moment longer. "They are my brother's best friends. Ruthless bastards that get a kick out of hurting people. Let us just say my experience with them has always been less than ideal." Ciaran muttered and dropped his head onto the pillow. He looked tired. Drained. From everything that had been happening around us, I understood why. It all took a toll on him. I wanted to lighten his load. Wanted to help them all, not just my pack, but I was afraid they won't let me go. Even if

In the future, I aspire to become a renowned designer and not be a burden to you all. Hearing these heartfelt words, Liam's eyes welled up with tears. Initially, they had hoped Mia would rely on them, but her dedication and ambition caught them by surprise. It was deeply touching. How could Mia be so hardworking and endearing? As evening fell, Dominic, Nathan, and Connor returned home, and Mia personally prepared a celebratory meal for her brothers. Lifting her cup, Mia joyfully declared, "Today, I raise a toast to my brothers with a cup of tea instead of wine, wishing everyone a swift and prosperous journey to success. Cheers!"

Fred POV “It was a waste of my fucking time,” I let out as I bring the cold beer to my lips and Richard nods as Dylan and Jude look at me. My brothers are my best friends. They have always stuck around helping me, even when I didn’t want their help. As the younger of four, I grew up in their shadow, always wanting to be like them.

I see them wiping their eyes, nodding. "I want to thank some people who made this possible," I continue. "Brandon—" I find him in the front row, grinning like an idiot. "Thank you for being my brother in every way that matters. For never giving up on me even when I gave you every reason to." He salutes me with two fingers, his eyes suspiciously shiny. "Isaac and Pablo—you two are the best friends anyone could ask for. Thank you for sticking by me through everything." They nod, Isaac's arm around Yara's shoulders.

We're here scouting out this college and our new packgrounds before we make the final move here. My brother is my best friend, and he's a no-nonsense dude. Travis has always been my protector. Travis is the eldest, so it makes sense. Plus, now that we are older and have bulked up, we are quite the threat. We are both powerful Alphas in our own right. We are brothers through and through. We are brothers and not just in blood. We love each other, and we would totally die for each other as well as without each other. We intend to build our pack and our financial empire together.

- 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