Novel Brother Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 45 — THE BROTHER BORN OF BLOOD The world narrowed to the sound of crackling fire and the slow, deliberate footsteps behind Riven. His brother— The man had grieved. The man whose grave he had stood over. The man he had sworn never to become. Was standing alive in the burning warehouse, weapon lowered but confidence sharp enough to cut through bone. “Easy,” the man drawled. “Wouldn’t want to spill your little boyfriend’s blood more than necessary.”

His eyes had turned black, meaning his wolf was near the surface. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach and as much as I was afraid to look down, my body yearned for it. My body yearned for him. I didn't understand these feelings, it made no sense. He was my brother for crying out loud! "We should get to the water," I whispered, he nodded as he reluctantly but silently pushed himself off me. The moon was high but not completely full, in three day, the moon would be full and I would be another Alpha's bride. I walked into the cold water, letting the water wash some sense over me, like seriously Olivia, you wanted to fuck your brother!? Damien followed me into the water but sw

Dark, mischievous, unafraid. That was the thing about Nova—fearless to the point of recklessness. Yet so sweet. My brother hadn’t deserved her. Hell, neither did I. “Stop looking at me like that,” I muttered. “Like what?” she asked innocently, though her lips curled at the edges. “Like you’re testing me.” Her smile widened. “Maybe I am.” God help me. I dragged a hand through my hair, trying to steady myself. “Listen carefully. If this thing is going to happen… this fake dating nonsense… it happens my way. And there are rules.”

Very much loving the single life, and the lack of complications it brought him. Hunter was every bit the ladies man, and he was not going to be looking for that one special lady to tie himself down with. Sure, if they wanted to tie him up, I had a feeling he would be down for that. But simply for a night, never anything more. That was just how my brother was. I could not see him being willing to change for anybody. In the years since he had come of age, there had been many women, she-wolves and humans that had enjoyed my brother's company, but not one had been enough to grip his attention for long enough to have him coming back for more.

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

The expression that haunted the faces of the men and women was the same his parents now wore on theirs. He opened his travel bag, removing everything one by one and came across a book. Picking it up, he dusted the cover and opened it. Written inside was his brother’s name. He had gotten the book in his first year and had intended to give his brother as a gift. His brother had written to him, asking some questions about his discipline and Joel had seen the book on day at a bookstore and bought it immediately. But, he would never get the chance to do that now. His brother had died in a ditch somewhere, while fighting and Joel had been miles away, studying in a comfortable environment without

I guess I won't be bored while waiting for Baby's return; at least my brother has been useful in keeping me occupied killing him. ===========================

All I feel is the pain. My brother is a twin lycan as well. His name is Jevon. He is your brother's Lycan. I didn't know lycans had brothers. Yes. Now try to not focus on the pain. This is your first shift. The pain is great, but it will pass.

“You would prefer the life of a gentleman?” “Which man would not,” he replied with a grin. I had enjoyed sparring with his brother, this left a foul taste in my mouth as my sister clearly saw no flaws in this man. “A man without the means to live as a gentleman, often finds work and duty sufficient to live on.” “Ah, you sound as though you have encountered my younger brother. He has been a devoted young stable hand, now a bond broker. He has no desire to be in as lofty a situation as your own. I believe he tasted it once, but it was not for him.”

Phoebe murmured, "That's a pretty delicate balance." Anthony was Hannah's young brother, but she would always be on her guard around him. "At least on the surface, they look like the perfect siblings," Brooke said, glancing at Phoebe. "Some things are left unsaid. Open the box, and even the strongest sibling bond would shatter." Phoebe met her eyes, her gaze deep and steady. Brooke continued, "Last time, Ms. Cooper mentioned that you have a younger brother, too. Are you two really close?"