Over Protective Brothers Novels & Stories

"I was told the Thorne brothers were the pillars of the North. Surely you can push harder than that." ​Ryker’s eyes flared silver. "You asked for it!" ​The four brothers attacked in a coordinated frenzy. It was a masterpiece of violence, a whirlwind of claws, kicks, and strikes. Yet, to Elara’s disbelief, Caleb didn't throw a single punch. He blocked, he parried, and he deflected. He moved with a "Grounded" efficiency, his feet never leaving the center of the circle. Every time a brother hit him, they were the ones who winced, as if they were punching a wall of solid obsidian.

“But don’t worry, Liana. As long as I’m here, he won’t touch you.” And with those words, the weight lifted from her chest. She wasn’t just spoiled in gifts and laughter. She was spoiled in protection. Even if the most dangerous men in the world noticed her, she knew one thing with absolute certainty: her brothers would never let anyone claim her. Not even Viktor Moretti.

Over the past several years, countless women had shown up at their mansion with tears streaming down their faces, claiming they were their sister—or someone who had missed them so desperately they needed to be found. Out of longing and grief, the brothers had given each of them every chance to prove themselves, to show that their words were genuine. But each time, the truth revealed itself. They were opportunists, women who sought only to exploit the brothers’ pain for their own gain. Their stories were rehearsed, their tears nothing more than a mask for greed. Some had even gone so far as to stir scandals, dragging Jace’s reputation through the mud and threatening to topple his career. Than

I can't remember the last time mom had been so nice to me, up until a few days ago when she found out that my blind date finally piqued my interest after countless dates. 'You don't have to force it, Sharon. You can avoid this if you don't want to' Aaron, my elder brother and the Alpha of our Pack now, had said to me when he found out that I was going to meet another man, but I told him it was fine. My two brothers have always been my guardian angels that were always there for me, and they would go out of their way to protect me and make sure that I'm fine. That is how lucky I am.

“She’s not yours, Nick. She never was. She never will be.” “You’re both fucking crazy—” Nick tried to pull away but I held firm, keeping him pinned. “I’m telling your father—I’m telling Rhea—” “Tell them what?” I leaned in closer, making sure he could see exactly how serious I was. “That her stepbrothers warned you off? That we’re being protective of our sister? That’s all anyone will see, Nick. Two brothers looking out for family.” “This isn’t—” His face was reddening now, panic setting in. “This isn’t normal.”

"And no, that wasn't my boyfriend. He's one of my triplets brothers." "Brothers?" Brandon asked in surprise. "I guess I missed the introduction earlier. I should probably leave." "Leave? Why?" Diana asked with a frown. "Well, I heard some talks from a few shifters earlier." Brandon confessed. "They said you're off limits, that your brothers are overprotective." Diana smacked her face with her palm. This was exactly what she had been trying to avoid. "I think you misunderstood them," she said finally. "Yes, my brothers are overprotective, but that doesn't mean I can't make friends."

"Oh, he's real alright. A real pain." "How so?" I ask. I don't know why, but her mysterious brother I don't know has me intrigued. "Well," starts Grid, "he's very protective. I know he's only looking out for me and my other brothers, but it gets annoying sometimes. And he literally gets in the way." "Oh, well, at least he cares about you," I say positively. Grid smiles. "I know." She smiles, "and that's why he's perfect for you." "What to do you mean?" I ask as I turn to her.

“Olivia, I'm only trying to protect you. The boys here are drunk and will seek to take advantage,-” “So you think because I'm so sweet that I can't kick a drunk boy in his balls if he dared try to touch me?” I cried, tears welling up I'm my eyes as frustration and embarrassment rocked through my body. “Now is not the time for this discussion. You are embarrassing me, Jason. Just go have fun and leave me and Megan alone. Stop following her around asking about me. You're not my keeper.” “I'm your brother,” he growled, crossed his arms, silently letting me know he was not going to be moving unless I forcefully moved him myself.

Almost enough. But then I stumbled, colliding with someone solid—someone whose hand caught me before I could fall. Aiden. The world stilled. His grip was firm, steady, searing through the fabric of my dress. His eyes locked with mine, and something unspoken burned there—something I couldn’t name, something I didn’t dare to. “You should be careful,” his voice was low, meant only for me. “Wouldn’t want to fall.” Liam appeared instantly, sliding between us, his arm looping around my shoulders. “She’s fine,” he said lightly, not even catching the electricity sparking between me and his brother.

The same anger, pain and hurt swirled in his eyes just like every other man in this household held. Once the youngest twins had said, 'you won't take the place of our dead sister.' Was this the reason they hated me? but... even if she was alive or not, I still wouldn't take her precious place because I know that I wouldn't be able to stand their love. They might get hurt or inreturn hurt me after the truth is revealed. For older brothers, their younger sisters are the most beautiful thing in the world and specially if there is only one girl between several men. They just want to protect the girl from every bad evil.