My Ex's Brother Novels & Stories

My name from his lips was a punch to the gut. F*ck. I exhaled sharply and slumped back in the chair. “Lucas.” Lucas f*ck*ng Harrow. My ex’s older brother. My very straight, very smug, very off-limits fantasy. “I haven’t seen you since…” He tilted his head, mocking thought. “Since you were butt-f*ck*ng my little bro.” I flinched. Its bluntness hit like a slap, but I caught something else in his tone beneath the crude words. Something heavier. Curious. Provocative.

I'll come pick you up. Yet again, the butterflies in my stomach began to stir. I had to swat them away, but I couldn't deny that it felt good to be prioritized after everything I'd gone through with Adrian. Still… I didn't want to get entangled with him. As nice as he was, he was still my soon-to-be-ex's brother. I didn't need any more drama than what I was already dealing with.

I sink back into my chair, shaking, the truth finally crushing down on me. My ex isn’t just my ex, he’s my fiancé’s brother. And this marriage just turned into a war.

The room tilted as I realized that I was carrying the babies of my ex-fiancé's half-brother. The same blood. The same family. The same twisted, poisonous lineage that had already shattered my life once. Did Timothy know who I was? Did he know I was Thomas's ex-fiancée? Was I chosen because of it? Was this some kind of revenge? Some sick game between half-brothers I didn't understand? The accident. Thomas leaving me. The hospital bills draining every cent I had. And then this offer. Anonymous. High-paying. Perfectly timed. Suddenly I felt a sudden pain, like something inside me had snapped.

He's out of limits. He's Luca's brother. He's part of the Dawson's family. I can't be in love with my Ex fiance's older brother. Maybe it's time I accept that fact.

It looked too genuine that I almost wondered if he really had an idea or if he was just so good at pretending. "What do you mean?" "I mean, my ex-husband is the man in that photo. Derek Holland. Your brother." His face stiffened, a curse slipping out of his mouth. "Oh shit." "Yeah, shit is the word." I let out a bitter laugh. "First I got kicked out, now I'm stuck playing accidental mistress to the other brother." "Derek and I are separate people." "You are his brother." "Half-Brother." "Still his brother." My voice dropped low. "Still a Holland."

ELOISE “What!?” I gasped at the cold, ruthless man before me as he dropped the sudden, unapologetic news on my face. The ink on that suicide contract was barely dry when I was forced in another mission of meeting the huge press conference! I had expected a day of quietness, maybe some time to adjust—to wrap my head around the fact that I had just signed myself to my boss who wasn't only my boss but my ex-brother in law.

I waved my hand out for her to go on with it, she could mention anything and I'd grab it immediately. “I uh kind of got myself in a complicated situation and I want to clear it up.” I nodded paying kin attention to her, “ Sure tell me what I need to know “ She nodded muttering a little okay, I watched as she opened her bag and grabbed something out like a picture, Hmm smart ass. She straightened it out for me to grab, “ That's the picture of the person that's making me miserable, he is my ex - fiancee.” I brow shot up immediately and I stared down to see the idiot that was making my Teddy life miserable and I was more than shocked when I saw my bloody brother on the picture.

But eventually, John found me in the kitchen. He leaned against the doorway, his expression tense. “Why were you with Austin today?” I didn’t look up. “He just gave me a ride home. That’s all.” John’s voice grew sharper. “You know he’s my brother, right? I don’t like you spending time alone with him.” I set my mug down and faced him. “He’s your brother, John. He was just being helpful.” John shook his head. “It doesn’t feel right. He looks at you… differently. Like he cares too much.”

“Kian will take you to the penthouse suite, and someone will bring whatever belongings you need.” “You don't even know what belongings I have left.” The words escaped before I could swallow them, and his attention sharpened enough to make me wish I hadn't spoken. “Your brother threw them onto a wet lawn yesterday, right after he had security drag me out of his office.” The agency handset rang inside my bag, and Kaelen looked toward the sound before demanding that phone too. I refused until he threatened to have Kian search my bag, then surrendered it as a maid opened both dining-room doors.