Novel & Cerita My Three Annoying Brothers

Obviously not interested in having this conversation. "JORDAN ALESSIA BLAIR!" she spelt out my full name and yeah, every kid knows what that means. I unwillingly brought myself to a complete halt with a sigh before I turned to face her again. "Mom come on... We are two adults bound to have misunderstandings." I pointed out. I mean...... Can't I get in fights with my Step bro in peace? "See? I told you so Honey. Siblings fight. It's normal" Fred chipped in from wherever it is he suddenly appeared from which was clearly not too far away for him to have heard anything of what I said.

Mac looked back at me, as he wanted to say something, not caring what had made everyone pay attention. "The savage brothers are here" The girl finally said and everyone gasped in shock turning to each other The savage brothers are like every student's nightmare, Jack, Henry, and Liam are three brothers, who once dropped out of school to focus on gangster life. They have always been a menace to other schools including Oakwood. I saw Mac freeze beside me and his eyes widened before his eyes glared daggers, the air around him changed and I shifted away from him, his grip on my arm became tight and I filed nervously.

Three huge men. I was conflicted wondering what was happening. I moved forward, tiptoeing over… curiously. I gently stretched my head behind the wall and there they were, three men standing in front of the television that displayed a naked woman and three men pounding into her incessantly. That was where the sound came from. Wait, it couldn't be them. I gasped seeing their sturdy backs. Broad shoulders and huge figure. My mind thought of them instantly. The three brothers. Anita had three handsome older cousins.

“This is exactly why I warned against letting her visit her mother during the spring break. You just never listen.” “She learned the bad manners from you, not her mother,” Kaveh fired back. While they bickered like kids, Kian came up to me, offering a hand as he took us away from the scene. He rubbed a hand behind his neck, rather awkwardly. “Brothers, ey? They don’t fail to disappoint.” The corners of my mouth lifted on their own. “I don’t think I can relate. I don’t have siblings.” His grin dropped into one thin line. “That sucks. Well, that’s about to change now because you have three brothers you can always count on. Just don’t be as annoying as Arman.”

Not tomorrow. I scream. All three brothers burst through the door.

"That's not a compliment." "Grouchy pants." "Leave me alone. I'm cold, tired, jetlagged and hungry." "Oh poor baby," Max cooed pinching my cheek. "Do you need a hug?" "Once again, fuck off," I snapped pushing him away from me. "You and your brothers are literally the most annoying people in this world. I could remorselessly strangle all four of you." "Now that is not a very nice thing to say about your only cousins." "Not my only cousins anymore. Tobias and Maddison have two little girls," I replied looking back over to the four men guarding the entrance to the building.

"In all seriousness, she's so kind and compassionate and makes me smile. How about you? Any siblings?" I nodded my head. "I have three brothers, one older and two younger twin brothers." "That must be fun," He laughed. "Yeah so much fun," I smiled, my voice laced with sarcasm and I rolled my eyes. "Now who's your favourite?" He asked. "That's hard cause they're all annoying," I laughed. "But I think maybe Aidan. He's one of my younger brothers." "Why is he your favourite?" "I don't really know. I mean he just makes me laugh. He gets me, but sometimes he can be very obnoxious and he's my mother's favourite, so he's very spoiled but he is my favourite. "

I place my hands upon his chest and push back, looking up into his warm, hazel eyes, so full of concern. “I’m sorry,” I whisper. “Thank you... for that.” When he opens his mouth to speak, I place two fingers over his lips. “I love my three brothers, but they’re too...” I search for the right words to express my frustration with their actions. “They’re big brothers,” Calvin states. “It’s their job.”

"I was told the Thorne brothers were the pillars of the North. Surely you can push harder than that." ​Ryker’s eyes flared silver. "You asked for it!" ​The four brothers attacked in a coordinated frenzy. It was a masterpiece of violence, a whirlwind of claws, kicks, and strikes. Yet, to Elara’s disbelief, Caleb didn't throw a single punch. He blocked, he parried, and he deflected. He moved with a "Grounded" efficiency, his feet never leaving the center of the circle. Every time a brother hit him, they were the ones who winced, as if they were punching a wall of solid obsidian.

Hence the nickname. The truth is, most of the guys won’t even try because they know my brothers and they are too afraid. The ones who do? They just want me for the title, to be closer to Alpha Julius, my father. So yeah, when guys try, I destroy them with words. I remind them that they might be willing to fight my brothers for approval, but I could break them just as easily. “Venom,” Cain says and I glance at him. My three brothers are all one year older than me, triplets and identical, in the flesh anyway. They all have that ash-blonde hair that covers their eyes, bright blue eyes, and an easy smile.