Once We Were Brothers Novels & Stories

“Ye!!! So what should we call us? BFF? Fishes? Oh how about pings!” “I have an idea,” Alex said. “I have too,” Joseph added Alex sighed. “How about we say it together? You say yours, I say mine. The one with the higher voice wins.” “Yes yes, better!” Joseph said, smiling. “Alright, count of 1… 2… 3…” “Brother!!!!!” They both yelled it at the same time, their voices cracking with laughter. “Wait… brothers? We both said the same thing!”They collapsed into each other, giggling, arms locked tight like nothing in the world could pull them apart.

In the future, I aspire to become a renowned designer and not be a burden to you all. Hearing these heartfelt words, Liam's eyes welled up with tears. Initially, they had hoped Mia would rely on them, but her dedication and ambition caught them by surprise. It was deeply touching. How could Mia be so hardworking and endearing? As evening fell, Dominic, Nathan, and Connor returned home, and Mia personally prepared a celebratory meal for her brothers. Lifting her cup, Mia joyfully declared, "Today, I raise a toast to my brothers with a cup of tea instead of wine, wishing everyone a swift and prosperous journey to success. Cheers!"

“No offense, bestie, you are the best.” “Oh girl, I know,” she smirked, shrugged her shoulders, raised her nails, examined them, and then aimed her gaze towards my brother. “You need to listen to what your sister is telling you before you lose her.” Damn alcohol really makes someone appear brave. I would have never been able to tell my brother all of that if I were sober. But I don't regret it. He needed to understand what he was doing to me and how his actions were causing me to feel about myself.

snapped Gale. We had smiles on our faces, just like old times. Fighting alongside each other, looking out for each other – we were brothers born from different parents. “Brothers ‘til the end?” asked Gale, extending a fist. Rigel met it with his own. “Brothers ‘til the end.” That’s right. We were brothers long before we were born, and nothing was changing that. Nothing. “Brothers ‘til the end,” I said firmly, meeting their fists. I felt a small squeeze on my hand.

"If our bond be broken, let this be the end of all worlds, destruction of all that breathes. Let this bond stand the test of time!!!" I repeated these lines, a sense of deja vu hitting me. Brianna once said something about this, something about three brothers..." Think, think, dude think!" I pressured my mind, till I remembered. A sense of dread filling me, remembering that fateful day. As I was congratulated on being part of the Elites, all I could think about was the fact that, I was related to all the others here. That was the pledge the brothers made, and we carry it with us, wherever we go.

Limbs became tangled until I could no longer tell where I began and my brothers—our mate—ended. While we weren’t related by blood, or by any means a mortal might understand, we were a family. For the first time in centuries, I finally felt whole.

As we walked catching our breaths, I looked at Dorian wishing we he didn’t ruin what we had with his selfishness. “we are brothers, Malik,” Dorian said quietly. “Even when we forget, even when we are angry. Today proved that just like old times.” He was right I knew, but I would never give me the peace of thinking I still saw him how I did before. Brothers do not break their brothers the way he did me, right?

Noah looked down, feeling guilty. "Brother, I didn't mean to hurt her" Noah mumbled defensively. He caught the meaning behind his brother's words. Esme was with his brother that night, and thats why his brother was not killing him but talking to him instead. For a moment, Noah waited to feel the jealousy or anger to surface. After all, his wife on paper was intimate with his brother. But to his shock, he felt relieved that Esme was not wronged that night.

Because he knows this is the one thing we got right. We let her go. And maybe that's the most love we'll ever be capable of. Letting her have the life we can't give her. Even if it means slipping back into the shadows. Where we always belonged. King's voice cuts through the silence, low and steady. "Just know you'll always have a place with us, brother. You've earned it." I nod once. "Appreciate it, brother." More than they know. I clear my throat, forcing the lump down like it never existed.

“I want to hit this fucker hard and fast and take away everything he’s ever worked for. I want to send the word out that no one touches what’s mine. Timothy Flynn made his last mistake this morning when he took my woman.” Roman thrust his hand into the circle the five of them made. Sazon put his hand on top of Roman’s, soon Barshan and Yuri’s hands joined the others. Finally, Mikial’s hand topped theirs. Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.”