My Three Annoying Brothers Novels & Stories

I begin to explain my concerns, but he dismisses me with a raised hand, leaving me feeling unheard and unspoken. Rushing out of the room, I stride towards the stairs, my words tumbling out in frustration, "I can't believe he did that to me!" Steve responds, not in a mocking tone, "Of course, he might do that. He is upset with you." Phil interjects, blocking my path, "Uncle Carlos is like a brother to our dad. How could he do that to us?" The anger simmering in my brothers' voices reflects their inner turmoil, and they seem to perceive me as the one at fault. "Come on, guys. Let's not dwell on this," Jake intervenes, attempting to diffuse the tension. I silently make my way up the stairs to c

For a moment, I was envious; we had everything anyone would want. The crowd parted for them Three seconds. I gave myself exactly three seconds of forgetting before I caught myself and felt immediately furious. Not at them. At myself. For the three seconds I spent drooling. I looked back at my tray. The crowd swarmed the brothers instantly, everyone asking the same question in different ways. “Is it true? Are you really bonded to that pig?” “ All three of you?” The Thorne sister, we are already warming up to the Voss; as if rubbing it in my face

But I froze when someone suddenly darted in front of me. It was Ethan that made me stumble to a stop. "What are you doing?" he flatly asked. I curled my lips. "What do you mean?" "Why are you ignoring my brothers?" His voice was cold. "They're trying to be nice to you and you're brushing them off." I swallowed hard while searching for some words. "Ethan, I—"

Luckily, I hear their footsteps disappear. That is only when I sigh and fall on the bed, not even caring to remove my dress. What is this? How can mom put me in this kind of situation with three sick brothers? Stepbrothers? I was thinking I will be the only one at least until mom births another pup and boom, they're blowing my mind. With three crazy Musketeers. I soon sleep off, curling myself into my duvet in fear that they might come to scare me more. 🥀🥀

He leaned back in the chair, considering. “Rhys and I were twelve. Same private school. He was already all sharp edges and too much money. I was the quiet kid who read during lunch. We got paired on a project neither of us wanted to do. After that he just… kept showing up.” A faint almost-smile touched his mouth. “Tristan came a year later. Transferred in after some family mess. He attached himself to us like he’d decided we were his and that was the end of the discussion. Cade…” Theo’s expression shifted slightly. “Cade came later. We were seventeen. He didn’t talk much then either. Still doesn’t, unless it matters. We went through enough shit together that the bond stuck. Brothers in every

"And you? You're only an adopted child whom we've sheltered all these years as a replacement. It's time you realized your place and stopped whining like a little child." Ivy slowly shook her head. Those words kept spinning around in her mind, striking her consciousness until she felt as though her entire world had truly collapsed. For fourteen years, she had believed that they were real brothers who loved her unconditionally. It turned out that her status was nothing more than a replacement for a shadow. Amid her sobs, Sarah lifted her head from within Redy's embrace, hiding a cunning smile on her lips as she watched Ivy's defenses crumble completely before her three older brothers.

His sassy sister is always a pain in the neck that can't ever be fixed. "First my mother, now my sister, what a family." He fell back on the bed tiredly. • "Why do you sound dull even though I can't see you?" Kieran asked Umbrie on the phone. They're so obsessed with calling and texting each other now. They must even call before going to bed, it feels like a ritual to them. "My brother is so annoying, he's a pervert. I can't believe he had sex with my friend just a few hours of a date. What if he threatened her?" Umbrie replied pouting.

Threw him across the room. Mason crashed into the coffee table. It broke under his weight. Glass everywhere. "Are you okay?" Aiden asked Grace. Not taking his eyes off Mason. "I'm fine. He locked me in. Threatened me—" That was all Aiden needed to hear. He walked toward Mason. Slow. Deliberate. Mason stood up. Blood on his arm from the broken glass. "Don't do this, brother." "I'm not your brother." "Yes you are. We're family—"

The Ford brothers are a curse! I exhale sharply and rub my temple. “I’m tired. I don’t feel like eating.” His smile fades. He walks toward me. “Are you okay?” I shove him back. “Leave me alone.” He stares at me, stunned. “What’s wrong, Sara? Talk to me.” Something snaps. “I’m tired!” I shout. “Tired of you! Your stupid brother! Jason! Khlan! All of it! I just want to go home and have some peace!”

Susan barked orders at her, no wonder Chris was also rude to her, is this how they treat people. Dad smiled and nodded at me, “Go with Annie, everything is settled.” “By the way, who's Sean?” I decided to ask. “Chris's brother. They don't get along well,” Susan answered. ********* By 8pm I was ready for the party. I was ready to get out of this mansion. My room was too large and pink for my liking and Annie was extremely rude to me, so were the other maids. Is there any more manners around here?. Hopefully this party will cheer me up.