Novel & Cerita Novelenglish Net Meet My Brothers

"What did you just say?" "You heard me," Cora said. She was too angry to stop now. Too hurt to care about the damage she was causing. "You. Ryan. Caleb. You are not my real brothers. You are men I met a few months ago who happen to share my father. That is all." "Cora—"

I sat there and was kinda looking forward to meeting my baby brother after so many years has past since we met each other. The thought of my brother being excited to finally see me visiting him at the prison vanished, the second he saw me sitting down on one of the chair, and as he approached the table, he opened his mouth and asked me, " What are you doing here?". I didn't want to tell a lie or find a route to stop myself from telling the truth, I kinda had to tell him about it . I told him about my conversation with Adam and also his strange message to me... " I came to see you".

I looked down. My body was still on the ground. There was a pool of blood under my head. I had long stopped breathing. I was dead. My spirit passed through the cellar door and drifted toward the house. The house was brightly lit. My parents, Daniel, and Priscilla were all gathered around the table. My mom was forcing the acceptance letter stamped with 'Staghorn College' into Daniel's hands. "Daniel, from today on, you will become Caleb. Take this and go to Staghorn City with Priscilla."

Chapter 14 Getting my brother to come to the city is a lot harder than I had anticipated. He's being the usual douche bag by rejecting my calls even after I had called him more times than I could count and when he did, he answered with his usual arrogant tone, making me want to tear his head open and inspect, to see what composed of his brain(Possibly kgs of dried dog poo), I threatened to crush his balls if he didn't come to meet me. So, here I am waiting for my dear brother.

Valanya asked. “It was pretty boring,” I replied. “Well, apparently it was exciting for my brothers. They told my parents that they met their mate today. Did you happen to see them with a girl?” She says. “Sorry but I am not even sure I saw your brothers. I didn’t see a set of twins in any of my classes.” I state.

To all my incredible readers on GoodNovel— Thank you so much for walking this emotional road with Xavier, Henry, and me. 🖤 “My Stepbrother, My Mate” wasn’t just a story—it was a journey of love, grief, healing, and the kind of connection that not even death could break. 🌌💔 I know… there may be some unresolved threads, plot holes, or side characters you wish had more closure—some might’ve been missed by mistake, and others were left open on purpose… for the future. 😉🔮

When I came back from Silvermoon Training Camp, I saw my older brother, Zachary Barker, leaning back against the couch with fine beads of sweat sliding down his taut neck. He was wearing some gray sweatpants, and his eyes looked somewhat dazed. "Zachy? Why are you back so early today?" I went over to him, meaning to grab his hand, but instead, I touched a warm, sticky liquid on his hand. "Why's your hand all wet?" I asked, holding up my hand and sniffing it. "There's a strange smell to it too…"

A little more damage isn't too bad. I remember being such a happy kid. I was the kind of kid that made everyone else smile and laugh. I lived around the more woody and countryside of England. My pack had a small village of cabins. We were very peaceful and kind, but we were also strong. One of the strongest in England. But that all changed on that one night. I had a little brother named Isaac, he ran off in the middle of the night because he thought he saw some kind of cool creature. I chased after him. I lost him in the woods. I yelled out his name and in return I heard a frightened whimper. I was instantly on guard. A big man appeared holding my baby brother. I took a step forward and grow

He was wearing the same white shirt he wore the day we first met, looking clean as he walked toward me. He didn't dare touch me. He didn't even dare look up. He simply fell to his knees before me, weeping silently. Then came my brothers—Luca, Matteo, Dante. They stood behind him with their heads bowed like children who had realized they were wrong, kneeling in a row. This time, there was no family honor, no Mafia rules, and no goddamn favoritism. They were just four souls drowning in regret. I looked at them and let out a soft sigh.

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.