Novel & Cerita My Three Annoying Brothers

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.

Seeing Lorenzo’s bad mood, Isabella immediately retracted her claws, tears flowing on command. "It’s my fault. I was just so worried about her that my mind started racing." "I’m always so stupid, I’ve upset you again..." As soon as Isabella started crying, the three brothers turned into killing machines, their eyes snapping toward Lorenzo with lethal intent. "That’s enough, Lorenzo. Isabella didn't say anything wrong. Why are you snapping at her?" "You can't even keep your own fiancée in line. Why are you taking it out on Bella?" Isabella quickly stepped between them and Lorenzo, looking pathetic and fragile.

The moment the coffin closed above me, I was enveloped in endless darkness. I could hear the metallic lock clanging outside and my mother's icy voice, berating, "Open your eyes and look carefully at what death really is, Joe! Let’s see if you’ll talk about death so lightly in the future." My big brother, Joe Hastings, slammed the coffin frantically. "Let Janine out, Mom! She has asthma. Let her out and we can talk things out."

she said, casting a look at her brother, who squinted his eyes. “I'm always cool,” Vincent defended. “You look beautiful too, Morty. I've missed you,” Nica said. Morticia careful carried Bran, Vincent’s youngest son, and greeted little Evan, holding and taking them in further. “So you did it, huh?” Vincent sighed as he approached Klaus, who was chatting with Ava. “This is weird, but congratulations,” he grinned and hugged his best friend. “I missed you, brother,” Klaus said. Vincent lowered his voice. “And yet you didn't invite me for the fight you had not too long ago.”

I mumbled. "Yeah, you should be sorry." Stephen paused to eye me in utter disdain. My goodness, I would not be surprised if he actually hated me. "And for the record, people can actually own similar guns." He continued. "Well what a coincidence that my brother in law happened to own the same gun that killed my late husband. My bad for being so paranoid." I said sarcastically. Stephen scoffed at me. "Brother in law?" He choked out a hysteric laughter. "I am your husband Varda, I think you need to let that fact get into your head." He said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, alright, alright. I get it. I don't want details on how cool you look or specific features that you'll highlight." Ivan chuckled, nodding. "I've been hearing all that on the way. He wouldn't shut up." "Really?" I looked at him in disbelief. He nodded, groaning with an amused smile playing on his lips. Well, my brother has officially earned the annoying batch and I would gladly pin it to him. So, that means- "You're a troublemaker and he's an annoying brat." Eclipse came to an agreement with me. "Correct." I unconsciously nodded, proud of our teamwork that is something we're good at.

Am currently building up the courage to go talk to my crush Oliver, I already practice what to say "Can I talk to you?" I said nervously then he turn giving me that killer smile "Go ahead," he said and I almost moaned at the sound of his voice Before I can say my next word I felt a chill on my back, it ran down to my butt "Oops, you wet yourself, cupcake" I heard my demonic brother from behind me, I turned to see him holding a bottle of water, he just poured water on me, did I forget to mention he makes my life a living hell, and I can't even report him to our parents cause I don't want to cause quarrel and make them choose a side.

I awkwardly chuckled, deciding to let them go on. "You already know that I'm the second eldest." Luciano shrugged back in his seat. I slightly jumped when bubbles whispered to me, "Luc is the bipolar one." "Well, I'm Marco. Third eldest brother." Warm giant softly grinned and I nodded before bubbles whispered "the mom." "Fourth eldest, as you already know." Tony added on and bubbles whispered "Bodybuilding freak with anger issues." There was a silence as everyone stared at dickhead. He rolled his eyes before finally deciding to speak when Giovanni cleared his throat in a threatening manner.

I typed again: “Ask if he can handle chaos.” Howard read the message aloud. Cain raised an eyebrow, amused. “Chaos?” he echoed. “I come from a house with three sisters, two dogs, one loud neighbor, and a smoke detector that chirps at 3 a.m. I don’t handle chaos. I eat breakfast with it.” Howard laughed. I exhaled through my nose. That was it. That was the moment. The boy on the screen—tired eyes, subtle humor, sturdy heart—I didn’t just want him to join us. I needed him to.

Angus opens his mouth to object, but Lenox beats him to it, "Nah-hah, think again, shit on a stick; I'm sure you know how this pack was divided between three brothers, don't you?" "Yes," my brother confirms, nodding his head like a madman. Lenox grabs my brother's wrist, and the pained expression on Angus's face combined with the sound of breaking bones proves that this madman is not someone to be joked around with. "I'm the third. Shall we ask my brothers to join me? Both of them are pretty fucking fond of the pretty little thing you're touching. In fact, one of them already views her as HIS. Are you catching the vibe yet, shitface?"