Oh Brother Book Novels & Stories

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…"

"Be careful. You never know what might happen tomorrow." Boaz laughs. "Well, I know what happens today. Both you and I, we’re out of the night shifters." I look away and rub my temple. "What do you have?" He drops a file onto the table. "A picture, yearbook and a record from the St. Louis hospital of an abortion performed that shows your girl and your brother go way back." He leans forward, his eyes gleaming."Since High school." I take the envelope and start flipping through it. My frown deepens when I see the familiar yearbook photo. "And?"

"I just... I just missed you so much. That's the only reason I'm crying. I'm just happy to see you." Adam let out a small breath, his expression softening. He reached up, leaning forward to press a sweet, gentle kiss against my cheek. "You don't have to cry anymore, okay? I read in a book that brothers are supposed to protect their sisters and never make them cry. So please stop crying. I'm big now. I will protect you, okay?" A shaky laugh slipped through my tears. Even with my world falling apart, Adam’s kindness warmed a small part of my heart.

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

“Ever since you came home, you’ve been calling me ‘brother’ and being all nice. Do you want money? Are you in trouble?” He laughed lightly, playful. “Let me know. Big brother will fix it for you.” Warmth rushed through my veins, real and sudden. It felt so nice to have a big brother. Someone who cared without conditions. I smiled, small but genuine. “No, nothing’s wrong. I just want to inquire about…” He leaned in, still grinning. “Okay, Leny. Ask away.” I swallowed. “Brother… have you heard of Ice?” The change was instant.

Kevin replied adamantly. “Don’t do this man.” “Dude, you either join in the brother’s code or you leave me alone.” Brother’s code? What brother’s code? I so much wanted to know but I can’t afford to make myself be remembered now, I made a mental note to ask Adrian, that’s if he will tell me though.

“No! But he has kissed me. He’s a bit…intense…when he does.” “That would be that alpha energy.” She winked. I blushed again and opened one of my two trunks that has a false bottom. I pulled out the books for her to read and put the other four back in its place. “This is the story of five brothers. All successful and all are CEOs of their own company. I think you will like it. Especially the one about the brother with a law firm.” I said with a grin. “I can’t wait!” She said jumping as she dropped the books in her tote bag.

The moment the coffin closed above me, I was enveloped in endless darkness. I could hear the metallic lock clanging outside and my mother's icy voice, berating, "Open your eyes and look carefully at what death really is, Joe! Let’s see if you’ll talk about death so lightly in the future." My big brother, Joe Hastings, slammed the coffin frantically. "Let Janine out, Mom! She has asthma. Let her out and we can talk things out."

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“I know—we do look alike. I hope he told you about me?” “Yeah, he did. But he didn’t mention the resemblance,” I answered. “Oh, alright then! He showed me your pictures, though you look a bit… weaker than I expected. Are you alright?” I felt a small flush of embarrassment. “I’m fine, thank you.” I recalled John had mentioned he had an elder brother and an elder sister—he said Robert was two years older than their sister and their sister was three years older than him. I’d always been painfully shy, yet somehow, speaking with him had felt easier than with most strangers.