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I smile as I wonder If I’ll ever get used to saying that—my Little Brother. This also leads me to another dilemma, though. Do I take my younger brother to war with me? It's so easy to forget that this lad is only twelve years old. The strength and power that he holds more than rivals any man. Damn, the lad gave me the toughest fight of my life. I could undoubtedly use his strength as we take down the underworld, but he's just a child, and who knows what horrors we will face?

My brother scoffed on my face, punching me hard on my face before turning around and shouting, "Get the second set of guards, Stacy!" While I tried to shove my brother away and stamp his body with bruises, I screeched, "You are weak, aren't you, brother?" This unnerved Frederick and he smacked me, "It's you who is weak, Silas. You are pinned under me." "Guards!" He screeched in the left direction and I started laughing. Frederick passed a confusing look at me and I snickered, "Enough of relying on people, why don't you fight yourself with me, my dear ELDER BROTHER!"

I try not to move but the bunk lowers by my feet. I open my eyes to see my big brother sitting down slowly. He is extremely muscular for a boy the age of ten, Mother and father feed him more than me since he is a boy and physically stronger. I must maintain my small thin figure as much as possible so if they need me to squeeze into a small space, I can.

Theo's face and ears turned red. “Tell me, who drove mom and dad out of our lives?!” Theo shouted again, making Louis nervous. Louis took Theo's hand and hugged him. Theo rebelled strongly, not accepting his brother's embrace. Louis could not hold Theo, for his strength was three times greater than his. “Forget what I said, Theo. I was just talking. Please don't think about anything.” Louis tightened his arms around the body of his brother, who still rebelled, asking to be released.

At the top, scrawled in capital letters: “MY BROTHER REGAN AND I” — by Rami Kareem, Class 5A. She began to read: “People say we look alike, but we don’t. Regan is stronger. He climbs higher trees, jumps farther. He never lets me get in trouble even when it’s my fault. I think that’s what big brothers are for.” “When I grow up, I want to make him proud. I want him to know that even though I’m the younger one, I’ve been watching him all my life. One day, I’ll be brave like him.”

he moaned against my lips. That sound. That broken, beautiful sound. It shattered me. But just then, a sharp sound from downstairs ruined everything. Fuck! What was I even doing?! A vase shattered downstairs, followed by the voice of my father yelling at my mother. "You always take his side!" Lucas roared. The reality of who we were crashed down on me and it broke me as I saw him like the trash he was. Stepbrothers. I pulled myself away from him immediately, gasping for air.

"Junior Sister, what do you mean by this? Who on the island doesn't know what your master has taught you? How can I, the Eldest Brother, be your opponent?" In addition to his master, the only thing he feared in this island was that the Junior Sister in front of him, who was younger than him but more powerful than him in martial arts. If he really fought with her, he was no match for her. "It turns out that eldest brother knows his limits. I thought you didn't know." Many of the other disciples couldn't help but chuckle. Many of them who didn't like the Heavens were even happier. In this island, only Nan Yuan could make him suffer.

"You touched me. You–” "I was just messing around." He cut me off. "It didn't mean anything. I told you that already." "Then why did you do it? Why did you–" "Look, Jae." He stepped closer. His voice was cold. Cruel. "I don't know what you think happened. But whatever it was, it's not happening again. You're my stepbrother. That's all you are. That's all you'll ever be." "Answer me Seb, why did you say I was the strongest person you know?"

They laugh but continue their gross PDA, which threatens to blind me. “Let’s go for a walk before they permanently scar us.” “I like the way you think, big brother.” He visibly winces when I say this. Does he not want me to call him brother? Wasn’t he the one talking about me being his sister? He stands and then pulls me to my feet. My body flushes with heat; yeah, if he knew how he affected me, he really would not want me calling him brother. I groan. When will I be able to touch him without my insides turning to mush? We walk through the park mostly in silence, just enjoying each other's presence as we inhale the fresh air and observe the locals playing with their children.

pushing me behind him Chris wriggled his finger in Adriana's face " I think your brother's best friend did enough damage to my sister , strong enough to leave a scar for a life time . I don't want you adding oil into the fucking fire as well, satan " Adriana remained silent for two seconds , at first I thought she would slap Chris for talking so rudely to her but instead she simply scowled " don't get your boxers in a twist , Hamilton. I don't mean anything , I just want to talk to your sister simple as that . Don't tell you want to act as your sister's protector after ignoring her getting bullied for two years straight . If she can listen to your dictatorship ,