My Brothers Love Novels & Stories

I asked out of curiosity when some of the childhood photos caught my attention. “Well, for the most part, yes. However, I didn't get to give my brothers as much time I should have as their oldest brother,” he stated with a hint of regret in his voice. “But they still love you and are eager to meet you every month, aren't they?” I responded. I have heard a lot about his brothers from him, so I knew that his brothers didn't hold any grudge against him and loved him very much. Zaiden smiled and said, “Yes, they do.”

But if I say no…what does he wants with me? “Who do you want among the two brothers? My subconscious asked as I gulp down nothing. Now is the right time I need my mother, I have been struggling with all this alone, not having an elderly person to put me through. I don’t want to make a wrong decision. I think I love the both of them..weird right? I’m in love with two brothers, how does that sound like. But I need to choose, who will I choose? My eyes locked with Axel’s, and I noticed that he had been staring why I had wandered into the land of thoughts.

I pleaded. "He was. He was our brother until he ruined everything with his own hands," Matteo let out, firm and resolute. "Now, all he is to us is an enemy that needs to be killed before he causes any more damage to anyone else." "He did not do anything! Stop trying to make fucking excuses. If you want his properties, then just take it. No one's going to say anything to you," I was desperate to save my dad. "Just admit that you two are so fucking greedy that you're willing to kill your own brother!"

this was not how I planned on confessing my love but since I had no good plans at all, I guessed doing it wouldn't hurt much. "Charles, what are you...", "You heard me I love you and I have loved you for a very long time now. I cant keep pretending". "Charles you are my brother", "no I'm not". "But you are like a brother to me", "yes 'like' but I'm not related to you by blood or even adoption, i'm just like a brother and I want that to change". With that Crimson let out a loud gasp and pushed me towards the door and I released my weight to make it easier, then she shot it hard. Yes that leads to me knocking for about thirty minutes now.

“Yeah, but I wish we stayed together, and maybe if you guys had decided to give me an easier sibling, I might be as happy as they are.” “Congratulations! Your mum made the smart move and got you two brand new brothers.” “You talk as if brothers are something I could buy or something. I do not even like Sebastian.” “Seeing as you are expressing your strong dislike for the younger brother, I take it you like the elder…” “No!” I was startled because my mind went somewhere else when he said that, but I immediately recovered my composure, although I might have given away more than enough. “I think he’s cool.” “I have to go now, cupcake. I will talk to you as soon as I get to my hotel. I love you.

Julius makes a smile. - You are my brother. My loved and inseparable brother. If I am the body, you are the members. I don't want to live a second of my life without having you by my side. My love for you is not like my love for others, not even for Romeo or my son. It is not bigger or smaller, but it is pure. You will always be the best part of me, and if I ever acted in a way that hurt you, blame the fact that between the two of us, you are the best. Moved, Shane says:

“You were gone a while.” Amaya avoided eye contact. “I needed air.” “Uh huh,” Zara smirked. “Or maybe you were getting too close to Mr. Hot Stepbrother.” Amaya shot her a look. “Can you stop calling him that?” “But he is,” Zara laughed, sipping from her drink. “And judging from how long you two were missing at the same time…” “We weren’t—” “I’m not judging. I mean, yeah, it’s weird... but he’s not really your brother-brother.”

“It’s just Jordan.” “Just Jordan?” I turned, eyes wide. “Liv, it’s not just Jordan. It’s Jordan Kingston. Your brother. The same guy who kissed me like it meant something and then texted me good morning like a lovesick idiot.” Liv grinned. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “It’s terrifying.” “Then it’s real,” she said simply, tossing me my jacket. “Go have fun, dummy.”

“Congra fucking lations baby sis! Come home after work, we need to celebrate this okay?” “Yeah sure, I’ll get drinks.” “Nah M, I’ve got dinner and drinks covered, just come home after work, have a great day today, love you.” “Okay Lu, have a great day, love you too.” My jaw tightened, the excitement in his voice, how he sounded genuinely happy for me, his sister, made my stomach twist. The feeling of guilt came rushing back. Sleeping with the man my brother was in love with, all the emotions I had suppressed resurfaced, and I hated myself for ever betraying him.

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."