My Ex's Brother Novels & Stories

But the smile on her face quickly faded. The same worried expression returned. Her friend noticed immediately. “You should ask him.” Anita looked up. “Ask him what?” “About your sister.” Anita stared at her like she had just said something insane. “No.” Her friend leaned forward. “Why not?” “Because that’s embarrassing,” Anita replied quickly. “I’m not asking my ex to house my pregnant sister.” Her friend shrugged. “You said everyone else already said no.” Anita remained silent. Her friend continued, “And if I remember correctly, he used to talk to your family all the time when you two were dating.”

"She's an adult. A capable one, from what I hear — top of her class, finishing her finance degree. She's not a child anymore just because you remember her as one." "She's Kate's *sister.*" He stood up, paced to the window, back turned to her because he couldn't sit still with this in the room. "I have known her as my sister-in-law for eleven years. You're asking me to marry someone I've watched grow up in the family." "I'm asking you to marry someone who already loves Rebecca, who already knows this family, who wouldn't be a stranger walking into a six-year-old's life during the worst year of it." His mother's voice cracked, just slightly, and Dylan hated how effective that was on him even n

VIVIAN. They say the saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies; it comes from those you trust the most. Like someone you’ve been dating for almost two years. Someone you've loved with the whole of your heart. Someone you were already picturing your future with. These are the types of people betrayal comes from. That was why I was watching my boyfriend getting married to another person before my very eyes. How did I even manage to come to my own boyfriend's secret wedding? The universe must be playing a sick joke on me. Or should I say it was a blessing in disguise?

“You know what? I’ve had enough drama for today. I’ll be heading to my room. We can continue whatever this is later.” He turned toward the stairs, then looked at me. “Elena, follow me. Or do you still want to talk with Jack?” “Not at all.” I followed him immediately. As we climbed the stairs, I could feel Jack’s eyes following us. I didn’t dare look back. What have I gotten myself into? Two brothers? I had no idea that the deceiver was a Gonzalez. And now I had somehow ended up pretending to date his stepbrother…This was a disaster.

My face gave him all the answers that he would need. "So, you do know her. She's my ex-wife, let me mention that. She ran away from the pack and took refuge under your brother. That was when he started to fuck her, my own ex-wife. He could have any other woman, but he chose her. I considered him a brother, so do you understand how it feels for him to betray me like that?" My heart was now racing in my chest. I was staring at the other side of the stretch, wondering if I was to run across, as fast as I could, I wonder if I would make it without getting hit by a vehicle.

She winked at me after. What in the actual fuck?! It was out of my awareness that he has a very complicated family. I was too stunned by the revelation. Come to think of it! My ex-husband has a halfbrother and they are rivals in anything! And their resemblance is freaking uncanny! I literally never met his halfbrother way back when we were still married. But the big deal here is that i actually messed up in our first ever encounter and i don't know what he's capable of, if he's ever worse than Lorcan.

Surely he should have gone to his local High Street branch. Greg’s face turned even darker, a storm brewing within him. “And you only thought to tell me now? I’ve waited two weeks for you to reveal this. What the hell do you think you’re doing? Playing with my livelihood and my company?” he asked. “Is this my stupid brother’s idea?” Greg’s voice grew louder with each word, his anger reaching a crescendo. Brother? He told me he was an only child. Was I looking at Greg’s twin brother? I said nothing. I was learning more and more about my ex than when I was with him.

“Where is she now?” “No idea. I’m not keeping track of my exes.” “How many?” “Tell me about the asshole.” I knew who he was referring to. “He was good at what he did.” “In bed?” I thought his jaw might crack. What was with him? “You didn’t just ask me that.” I smiled. “Not in bed, dumb. At his job. He was in military service with my brother. Air force. Do you know how my brother proposed to his wife?” I giggled. I thought it was romantic and sweet.

Inhaling deeply, I twisted the knob. "Hello, big sister." My knees shook and tried to give out. So this was not my ex-husband. This was Everette. I did not know if this should be something to be surprised about. Christina had finally betrayed me. I felt the world spin after being face to face with Everette, my younger brother. My inside churned seeing him well after six years of not being able to see him. He looked so well and he became even more handsome as the years passed by.

I said as pain flashes through my eyes. He looked up at him, his body stiff and eyes holding confusion. “What do you mean chased out of the house” he said as he moved closer. Ohh he did a background check, but was never able to find out about that? How absurd. I looked up at him. “Ohh you didn’t know about that? You didn’t know that I was chased out of the house by your own brother, who I thought loved me and cared about me, only for me to find out that he had been sleeping with my sister all along? You didn't find out about that?” I said.