My Loving Brother Novels & Stories

His protective instinct rose high and he took a step forward, pushing Eva behind him. "Listen, you might be rich and famous. But no matter how much money you have, I will not stand by and let you bully my sister. You must be Mr Bishop's childhood friend. You might have loved him for a very long time. But you yourself admitted that he never returned your feelings. He never looked at you in the way you looked at him. For him, you are just a friend like his other friends. But after the stunt you pulled this morning, I am sure he no longer consider you as a friend either. He must be loathing you for what you did. He must be regretting his decision to help you in the first place. Even if you succ

I sat facing her with my hands on my face, feeling the warm steam from the coffee rising from the mug to my nose. "Oh, I love him so much too! And you'll find your prince, like Mel says. You just need to let go of this obsession with..." Manu stopped talking, and I knew why when my brother's voice roared behind me. "Love declarations this early, little one? I like it!" My brother entered the kitchen. He was so big he took up practically all the space. He bent down and kissed Manu. They were living in their own little world where only love and perfection existed. "I love you too! But tell me, what's my sister's latest obsession?"

I shook it. He held it for one second longer than he had to. As he let go, his fingers touched mine sending an electric through me. Lila moved closer. "My brother likes to flirt. Don’t take anything he says too seriously." "Right," I said in a low voice. "Of course." It was too late, though. There were already flashes in my head that I didn't want. His hands in my hair came back to me like lightning. When I was out of air and told him, "Don't stop," He groaned my name into the sheets with his voice.

Make it perfect. The door opened and my brother walked in. He couldn't contain the gasp at the moment his caramel eyes met me. “Sis. I better hide you somewhere before you steal everyone's breath.” A wide smile tugged at my lips after hearing his words full of love. That smile you don't plan. Just happens when you see someone who loves you. He is everything I have. No mum. No dad. We had lost them a few years ago, but the sweet memories we shared together never left me. The cooking lessons. The football games. Family nights under the stars. Everything was still here. Vivid.

The fact that he was looking at me shamelessly with no guilt in his face made me angrier. "Your last night's trophy expects me to clean up after her!" "You are just acting high and mighty because you are in your house. It doesn't make you any more important than you always are!" Lexi shot back. "And by the way, stay the hell away from my brother, loser!" "Your brother?" "Evan, you blockhead!" "Wait, what?" "Evan is your brother?"

"Every time you look at me I feel... and then I remember who you are and I want to vomit." Rihanna feels the words like a slap. She doesn’t cry. She just nods. "Okay." He stands. Grabs his keys. No tap-tap. At the door he stops. "I love you. But you’re my sister. Don’t make me hate you." He leaves.

Valerie will never forgive me. “ Come on, Victor! I'm dying in suspense here. Did you shag her? Tell me you did” Vino exclaimed without bothering to mask his excitement I mentally rolled my eyes. In my role with Michael I've forgotten about my other brother, Vino. Typical Vino to reduce what Valerie and I shared last night to a brothel language. “ We made love! I did not shag her” I fumed bitterly at them. I can't believe he used that word with me. I thought he would have changed after marriage but he's still the same Vino. My once partner in crime.

“I’m not the only person at that school who thinks you’re beautiful. Trust me. They’re just assholes, and they enjoy putting people down.” “I don’t know about that.” He gave me a pointed look. “Trust me, Celeste.” I figured there was no point in arguing. “That’s not really the part that upset me,” I admitted. “I mean, it upset me but…” “What else did your brother say?” he cut in. His features were cut from stone. “He said he doesn’t understand how anyone could love me,” I said, my voice breaking at the end. I let out a shaky breath. “That he struggles to love me.”

Everyone knows, how he almost got insane for losing her and I'm one of the people grieving for his dying heart. My brother was there, he never gives up to show that there's a reason why he lost her but his genuine love for Coleen was unshakeable. It takes years for him to come to life, but not the same person anymore. He dedicated his life working. If I could have his heart, I'd be the happiest woman alive, but that thing is never gonna happen and I know it but I'm still trying to get a piece of it. My fate is almost the same with my older brother who loves a person who can't fight him back and I secretly love a person who is deeply in love with someone else.

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.”