Older Brother And Younger Brother Novels & Stories

Brad pov. The last week or two have been not the usual actually . Things have changed in my younger brother. Yes he is younger than me by a few minutes..I know what you are allow trying to figure out. Yes it is true we are twins. Though not those identical ones . The thing is we don't even have anything uncommon. But that doesn't mean we are not twins, we are.

Some of my brothers are like Cassius, when they woke up, they went straight to the kitchen and eat. We are the seven siblings that live in the same house, being with them for almost twenty-four years and I can notice a lot of similarities and differences in all of us. The youngest one who is Jude was stubborn but acted like an older man. In contrast to Cassius, he was the second oldest but acted like a child. He's so childish and he's the prankster in the house.

Dad face palms, then sighs. "Listen Katherine, the Mackenzie siblings aren't as bad as you think. Max is now in charge of the house, which means you're under him and the rest of the siblings who are older than you are. You and Sarah share equal rights because you're both sixteen. The only person who is your junior is Sam, the red head. Plus they're resuming school with you tomorrow." My heart threatens to burst as it pace increases. Did I imagine Dad say that or I finally lost being sane.

Spencer, my younger brother. Which is only two years apart from me. "Shut up, Spence," I said. "You shut up," he says. "Now, boys stop this now," dad says in his Alpha voice. "Now you two have done it," Silas says to both of us. He is my other little brother. He is the smart one and nerdy also. "Come on, guys, group hug," says Sebastián, He is my baby brother, and he is the kindhearted one.

“I have one brother and two sisters. My brother is twenty-one and a medical student. My sisters are twins. Both are eighteen.” I told them. “Wow, in our family, you are the youngest.” I smiled. It felt surreal to be the youngest because all my life, I have been the oldest. I am so used to being the oldest so I don’t really know how being the youngest would play out. “So, when will I see Xander?” I asked them. They looked at each other and when they looked at me again, they all looked sad. “What? Did I say something wrong? Is he not Xander? I just assumed the short form of Alexander would be Xander.”

Gideon wouldn't even be part of the equation. He said, "Gideon's only a month older than you. He's technically your older brother, but back then, he was always the smallest and skinniest among us. You could push him around however you wanted. Remember the first time you two met? He gave you that tiny kite he'd made himself.

Seeing his godsons there too, Nathan walked over and scooped one into his arms. “So, are you the older brother or the younger?” The younger giggled mischievously. “Godfather, I’m the older one.” The real older brother protested at once. “No, Godfather, I’m the older one! He’s the younger.” Nathan frowned, instinctively glancing at their heads. Too bad the little “tags” their father used to mark them as babies were long gone.

“I SAID WHAT IS GOING ON HERE” The voice said again and a handsome man walked to their left hand side. He and Alex had the same statures, fairly looking alike and their skin tones were the same. Two of them were both handsome and they were Brothers. The young man was Alex’s elder brother; it was just some months that he collected from him so with this Alex didn’t used to see him as his elder Brother but like his mates. And people too didn’t use to call him his elder because they were like twins.

“ I missed you , I told her as I tried to hug her , but instead she pulled back without sparing me a glance . “ you step brothers said you have been Nothing but stupid and you have spent money of the nights out, I haven’t been gone for more than two months and you can’t just control yourself . “ That's not true , you know it” my voice came out more silently than I can ever imagine . “ what’s not true , no you tell me what is true, and what isn’t , Are you trying to tell me that your brothers are lying , I know you are become so unruly of yourself but not like this .

“Mommy and I miss our baby, so…” I giggled. “You’re with Pierre?” Pierre is my younger brother. I’m five years older than him but he’s acting like he’s older than me. Nonetheless, I love my brother just as much as I love my mom and dad. Dad was about to answer when his eyes landed on the boys behind me. I bit my bottom lip and looked at my friends. Oliver and the others immediately bid goodbye and left. I looked at dad again and frowned at him.