Novel & Cerita Never Marry Your Brother's Best Friend

The pack comes first, and deep inside, I want to feel useful. My mom places her hand over mine on top of the table. “And if you don’t like Zeke or Sebastian, there is a third brother, but he isn’t of age yet.” This piques my interest. If there is a third brother and he isn’t of age yet, that means we can’t get married. I’m eighteen and perfectly legal—it would be creepy for a child to marry me already. But if I pick the third brother, I can avoid marriage for at least a few years...

Elaine's P.O.V. "There is no way I am going to do it." Though I loved Cannon, I couldn't help uttering without bothering their glaring looks. Evana left the house for God knows why and now my uncle and aunt wanted me to get married to Cannon. This was the decision, they had reached after giving it a great deal of thought according to them. As if! Marriage is an ultimatum for the two people who love each other. That was my idea about marriage. I have never thought about my marriage not like this at least.

My best friend, Megan Hahn, was at Cooper's Barbecue, cradling a beer bottle in her arms as she bawled her eyes out and wailed, "I wanted to introduce my elder brother to you after he returned, so that Nicky can become my very own niece. "But he's unable to have children, which makes him no different from a useless piece of trash. How could I do you dirty like that when we're best friends?" As she said all that, her phone rang.

“Confirm what I said. Is it true or not?” Jack sighed. “True,” he said and Melissa beamed. “But I suggest Amber forget about Axel. After all, Axel is Cole’s best friend. Stories like this never end well,” he turned to Amber, whose expression had hardened, but he still wanted to say something. “Come on, Amber, he is your brother’s best friend.” “So what?” Amber snapped. “Where is it written or forbidden that I can’t fall in love with my brother’s best friend or date him? I thought you were my friend, Jack. What the heck are you saying?”

Fuck my brother. It's crazy when I trust my former bullies more than my own flesh and blood. Gray scowls at me from across the table. "I can't believe you hid a baby from us. I missed seven months of my niece's life and for fucking what?" he growls. Christine places a hand over his, her voice a soft murmur. "Calm down, babe. Give her a chance to explain." I'm sorry, who asked for her input? I snort bitterly. "That's rich coming from you, Gray. I just learned you got married, and you made sure your gang didn't tell me."

Now I'm standing here like an idiot, waiting for Marcus to show up, because apparently I'm incapable of planning ahead. Why didn't I just drive myself? Right. Because Nina said she'd buy me coffee if I rode with her. And I am weak for free caffeine. So here I am. Waiting. And Marcus is probably balls deep in some blonde right now. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean it as a fact. My brother is a man whore. Always has been. Always will be. He dates women the way other people change socks, frequently and without much thought. Another reason Nina can't stand him. She calls him "emotionally constipated." I call him predictable.

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

“I’m thinking of a contract marriage with your sister Lara” “You’re joking right?” He chuckles. I shake my head, “I’m not. This works best between us, I know she doesn’t like me so there will be no complicated feelings between us. I’ll give her what she wants, it’ll basically be a marriage of convenience” He shakes his head, “I’m not down with this idea. I think the two of you deserve to fall in love and get married to the person you’re in love with, not this marriage of convenience”

Oskar grips the cell phone very tightly, his breath ragged with emotion, imagining what Evans would do to his younger sister because he knows that Evans is a crazy man who has even committed murder, and that crazy man did it so neatly that the police couldn't trace the traces of his crimes. "What should we do?" Liam asks with a frightened look. Oskar is silent with doubts, imagining what would happen to Elena if he cancels the wedding, but he also doesn't want to lose his little sister. "Bro, we only have Shandra right now. Let's not lose her just because you want to maintain your relationship with your future wife. You should follow what Evans said because it's true. You will never regret m

Her boyfriend dumped her after just three days. He said, "C'mon Morticia, I only dated you because of your brother. He's hot, famous, and hard to approach. I thought dating you would get me closer to him, but he hates me. So, goodbye, Nerdy." She also recalled overhearing a friend insult her behind her back. "Are you really that clueless? I only befriended you because I have a crush on your brother. Just seeing him makes me wet. I thought being close to you would get me close to him, but I was wrong. He doesn't even notice me."