Novelenglish Net Meet My Brothers Novels & Stories

“They went for a meeting at the pack house, and they won’t be back until tonight or early tomorrow morning.” “Oh I see….so they must be like council members?” Gena asks with one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows raised. I replied “Something like that, I guess. But I won’t tell them that you and my brother are here…I want them to get the same shock I had when I saw that punk.” Gena’s eyes widened in surprise and I held back my laughter at her expression. Confidently, I tell her, “He’s a punk until he tells me the reason why he left and why he came back. Until then, I’ll forget that he’s my elder brother whom I should love and respect without question.”

I frowned and said, "No! How could I like Osborne! I don’t like him at all. He is my brother. I will never love him." The man who was above me suddenly stopped. His body stiffed and he looked at me angrily, saying, "Why? Why can't you fall in love with him? Didn't you call his name just now?" I didn't understand why he was so angry. But now I was in a dream, and the person in front of me was not real Osborn, so I could boldly tell the truth, "I have told you, he is my brother. How can I fall in love with my brother? And even if he is not my brother, I will not like him. I want a mate as devoted as my father and Sanford, not a man as promiscuous as Osborn."

“She’s gone, brother. She ran… or maybe she didn't. Maybe she’s already at the bottom of the river. Who knows? You’re so obsessed… but you’re too slow.” “You’re lying,” I growled. “Tell me the truth!” “The truth?” Sandor slurped his words, his eyes closing again. “The truth is… you’ll never feel her again. She’s gone… and I’m the one who won.” My finger tightened on the trigger. Everything I had been holding back, the years of his bullying, the way father treated him better, the way he stole the woman I loved, it all came rushing to the surface. I didn't see my brother. I saw an enemy. I saw the man who had ruined the only good thing I ever had.

“What? Why should I say something like that?' I fearfully questioned. My hands were sweating, my heart began beating at a faster rate, and I couldn’t tell what he was talking about. Suddenly, my mouth went numb, and I couldn’t tell what he was saying at all. Mate? My brother? Fuck him? No, I just heard incorrectly, and I was sure he didn’t just say those words to me. I probably must still be in some dream, right? “You heard me correctly, Oceana, and I know you are not deaf. Announce to the world that Your Brother Is Your Mate. You want to fuck and claim him? Isn’t that a good idea?”

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. ===========================

The place instantly fell silent. … I shut the door and opened a group chat titled "Operation Bring Amanda Home." My mother and brothers worked fast. Within seconds, more than twenty profiles of potential marriage candidates flooded the chat. My five stepbrothers practically competed with each other to make recommendations. "This one's never touched cigarettes or alcohol, and his personal life is spotless." "This guy built his own business from the ground up. He's romantic, successful, and one of the six most handsome men in Kingsport." My finger paused over the final message.

Book 4 - Sucking her brothers dick The silence in the grand, unfamiliar house was a living thing, vast and echoing. My new parents, so kind and overwhelmingly cheerful in their efforts to make me feel at home, had left abruptly for an emergency business trip, leaving me alone with him. My stepbrother, Liam. We hadn't really talked since I arrived a week ago. He was older, maybe twenty-one, with a quiet intensity that was both intimidating and strangely captivating. His presence just loomed, even when he wasn't around, a constant, heavy weight in the air.

“I can see that. You’re lucky to have each other.” “Do you have a brother or sister?” she asked. “Yes. A younger brother.” “Is he your best friend like Ethan is mine?” Her question caught me off guard. My brother Adrian and I had never been best friends. Competition, resentment—that was our bond. “We’re... different,” I said. She accepted that, but Ethan kept watching me closely. “You look familiar,” he said. “Have we met before?” My pulse quickened. “I don’t think so. Maybe I just have one of those faces.”

~Joan~ I listened to Matthew ramble on about his mother. His mother. Calling it boring felt like an understatement. I knew I’d regret this the second I agreed, and now, halfway through the date, I was wishing I could teleport back home. Has he always been this dull? “…She was really surprised that night. My siblings and I were happy we were able to do that for her,” he said, taking another sip of his drink. He’d brought me to a local Chinese restaurant, which was fine—if he’d bothered to ask if I even liked it here.

Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what. Rule number ten: Best friends must fix fights before the day ends. Rule number eleven: Best friends never let anyone come between them. And rule number twelve: Best friends forever — no matter what happens. In a few hours, I’ll officially become a tenth-grade student. But before that, there are a few things you should know about me. Sixteen years ago, I was born into a small but beautiful family. There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive.