Oh Brother Book Novels & Stories

He stared at me for almost a minute before he burst out laughing. “Of course I have siblings, Riri.” “It's just weird because you've never spoken about them, and I haven't seen them compared to Massimo.” He nodded. “My elder sister owns a hospital in Italy. She resides there. My brother is a drug addict slash loan shark. And my elder brother is dead.” My hand slowly went up to my mouth. “Karl, that's terrible, I'm so sorry.” He scoffed. “It's nothing, I'm pretty much alright.” How is he so calm speaking about something this sensitive?

That day, Mom had ruffled my hair and asked, “Harry, which one do you want to choose as your brother?” The day before, I had begged her nonstop to give me a big brother. So, the next day, she took me to the orphanage to pick one. Later on, the boy under the tree became my brother. I gave him his name, just as carefully as I used to name my teddy bear and toy soldiers. When I tore up my homework, he rewrote it for me. After I broke the neighbor’s antique vase, the punishment landed on his palms instead of mine.

What about Ian? As soon as he started school, my mother quickly bought him a new phone and computer. She even glorified it. "Your younger brother will become a big shot, unlike you. People like you will only end up in the gutter for the rest of your life, and there’s no way you can ever compare to your younger brother." However, it was precisely a loser like me who saved Ian's life at the critical moment. After learning he had escaped, I was so angry that I drove home overnight to make him turn himself in and explain.

Gabrielle had grown on her badly, so instead, she stuck by the nickname 'Brie'. "Do I look okay?" She turned to her brother, Adam, who was silently playing a game on his phone. He took a second to respond, his soft, brown hair flopping down into his eyes as he hunched over the colourful screen. "Huh?" He looked up, sacrificing his game in the process. His soft, freckled face shone with admiration for his sister. "You look great." He smiled and stood up with a jump. He trotted clumsily over to the window and glanced out with a thoughtful expression.

NiNi: "I'm okay, brother. All good. My brother protects me the best!!!" She felt proud of herself for solving one mystery. In a good mood, she praises her brother. Big Bro: "Of course, you should be thankful. With so much trouble you've created, I wonder why I still need to dote on you. *desperate emoji* NiNi: "My oh my brother, how could you do not? You can't abandon this cute-loyal sister who always takes your side every time your father wants to beat you to death. Just how many times I've saved your life?"

As the author of my favorite book, Under the Same Star, says, the world is not a wish-granting factory, especially not if we're talking about school. "Sofia!" my inept brother scolds me. "Ya, ya" I said rolling my eyes "Shall we?" I asked looking at Aninka. "I?" she said looking at me, then looking at Viktor. Could I be any less obvious? "Hey, don't even think about it" Brother says to Aninka. "Are you coming?" asks Daniel this time addressing Aninka. She just nods. Aninka's brother is grabbing her hand. And here I thought my brother is heavy.

Tiago said and Noe passed him a side glare. "Naa, brother you don't have to be so rude," Noe said with a pout but his eyes were on fire. I couldn't help but laugh. "Anyways, it was an amazing book. One of my top five. No wonder why are you so clever, sister." He said and continuously hit his hand on my shoulder. I'm on cloud nine. I couldn't believe that my brother has read my book which I wrote two years ago. We heard Tiago clearing his throat so we turned to look at him.

“Who are you, and what have you done with my Rowena?” I couldn’t help myself from blushing a bit. “I was just thinking about the party, and… and…” I paused, swallowing before I continued nervously. “I’m tired of being a big baby. It’s time to finally get over my fear.” My brother stared at me for a few moments, clearly searching my face for some kind of humor, but there was none there to find. Finally he sat up and crossed the room; the closer he came, the more I could smell the subtly sweet scent of sweat on his skin.

My brother, Bruce Bowden, was the pride of our small village. He had always been a diligent student, earning the top spot in every exam. My parents often said he might become the first person from our village to ever go to college. Back then, my family was poor, but we all sacrificed, scraping by just to make sure my brother could stay in school. My brother was always good to me. Whenever our parents managed to save up for special snacks or supplements to "make him smarter," he’d always share them with me. During the rare times he was home, he’d hold me in his lap and patiently teach me to read.

he gave Ricardo a handshake. His Mother led me to the dining room and gestured for me to sit on the chair next to the one Ricardo sat on. His grandmother was now sitting too and I was between both Ricardo and her. “Welcome” it was a calm voice this time. I looked to the direction it came from and saw a young man with dark blonde curly hair. “This is my brother Luca. Luca, this is Odessa” He looked awfully familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before.