Once We Were Brothers Novels & Stories

“She’s gone, brother. She ran… or maybe she didn't. Maybe she’s already at the bottom of the river. Who knows? You’re so obsessed… but you’re too slow.” “You’re lying,” I growled. “Tell me the truth!” “The truth?” Sandor slurped his words, his eyes closing again. “The truth is… you’ll never feel her again. She’s gone… and I’m the one who won.” My finger tightened on the trigger. Everything I had been holding back, the years of his bullying, the way father treated him better, the way he stole the woman I loved, it all came rushing to the surface. I didn't see my brother. I saw an enemy. I saw the man who had ruined the only good thing I ever had.

He didn't say much about my absence either. Living in this society as brothers was our most significant challenge, especially after Appa announced us as brothers. I had once dreamt of marrying my Hyung just like that, but I knew it was an impossible dream in our lifetime. Nevertheless, being by his side was enough for me. I was determined to live happily, facing any challenges together.

he murmured. Her eyes widened. Know... about us? she thought with a horrified expression. “That we are step-siblings,” Jace added, smirking at the look on her face. She froze, then blinked. “Oh.” He straightened, completely unbothered by the stares, while her face warmed slightly. Fifteen minutes into the lecture, Katrina’s eyes began to grow heavy. Her head dipped once, twice. The third time, it tipped too far, and a hand gently steadied her.

I mean what would you say when after two years you meet your sister and she suddenly ask you such a question. His father came to his rescue "what do you mean by that dear this is Andrew, your brother" She looked a little shocked "my brother?" Her eyes finally left Andrew's to look at her parent "I didn't know I had a brother" Andrew's heart stopped at that. What was she saying. "What are you saying Lia this is your elder brother. Andrew" Patricia said confused. They were all confused that's for sure. "Mum I really don't understand what is going on here. Doctor Rivera never told me I had a brother"

Iver and April had decided to have a talk with him when he comes back and Iver wanted to properly give him a genuine apology for all he had said to him. When he arrived however, he was being supported by Knox. They thought he was hurt at first but then, they realized he was just drunk, really drunk. The last time the two saw their brother drunk was when he was seventeen and had lost to an opponent in a wrestling match. He already had a few injuries before the match and so, he believed it wasn't fair and had asked for a re-match but he was thrown out. He had branched by a bar and gotten drunk, he was so drunk that he collapsed and slept off on the side of the road until a neighbour saw him an

My brain flashed back — that first week after our parents got married, when we were still figuring each other out. We’d had a huge fight over the remote then too. Back before all of this. Before everything changed. I’d thrown a pillow at him. He’d called me dramatic. And somehow, in the middle of all the noise, that was the night we’d stopped seeing each other as just step-siblings and started… feeling something else. I blinked back to now, breathless from laughing, my heart racing for a different reason. “Fine!” I said, still giggling. “Take it!”

I said sharply, "I said your bag, is dripping water" he repeated then left, maybe I came out too sharply, I busted another chance with him, then I realized what he said, I pulled off my bag to check. It's truly dripping, I opened the bag to see a can of water in my bag, it's not covered tightly so it soaked my bag and books. My heart hurts, how can a brother treat his sister like this. What did I ever do to him.

Ricardo told Evangeline she could stay in the penthouse while we were gone so she'd keep it clean and safe, but I know he just did it to impress her. We soon left New York for Italy. We got to Italy and a car came to pick us up from the airport. It was shiny and luxurious, I didn't expect less from Ricardo. Italy was calm, different, bright and homely. I hadn't been here since I was around ten, but I felt nostalgic. “Babe, I told you I have a brother right?” Ricardo broke the silence in the car. “Yes, you mentioned it once, why?” “well he's going to be here too”

It was a dance of closeness and companionship, yet we never delved too deeply into the reasons behind it. Our days were filled with laughter, shared meals, and moments of quiet understanding, and nights brought whispered conversations and the comfort of being enveloped in each other's presence, a testament to our strengthening bonds. On the morning of the full moon, I awoke to a curious sensation of being watched. Opening my eyes, I found all three brothers seated on the bed, their gazes fixed on me with an unsettling and endearing intensity. "Well, that isn't weird or anything," I quipped, trying to brush off the oddity of the moment with humor.

She introduced me while I clenched my teeth at the term she used in introducing me. I seriously didn't like being called her Brother. It made it sound like we were siblings and that is just plain weird and unacceptable but for the sake of the moment, I was willing to let it slide. "Jordan never told me she's got a brother" he defended in his response and I seriously was beginning to dislike him for no reason. Except that Jordan dislikes him too and that's just enough reason to dislike him also but in this case, i feel I didn't like him for my own different reasons which I couldn't point.