Over Protective Brothers Novels & Stories

He looked annoyed. “She is still a kid to me and I have the right to protect her “ My brother Kelvin answered. I don’t know what is wrong with both of them but the tension is making me nervous. I understand my brother because he has been really overprotective since we were a kid. “ You can stop protecting her now. You should focus on my sister instead because I can protect my mate.” Wait?! What?! He knows? Does he know that he and I are already each other mates?

I had no idea what to exactly expect from this but I knew it was not going to be good. My brother immediately stood up from the edge of the bed where he sat and reacted immediately. I could sense the anger ruling over him in thick flames. I just hoped he did not do anything rash by trying to hurt anybody. His overprotectiveness was something that I wasn't quite happy about especially when moments like this presented itself. The air was seemingly vibrating with aggression as he stood between me and the Alphas. Chase and Damon immediately backed off a bit, giving him a very aggressive look. It seemed as though they were going to fight back if my brother tried to attack them or something of tha

But he hadn’t accounted for the brothers, whose protective instincts made them more like wolves than men. “Touch her again, and I’ll throw you out,” Aries warned, his voice cold and controlled. “I don’t care how ‘grown up’ you think you are.” “Or what?” Mike challenged, puffing out his chest like he was invincible to the two brothers standing before him. “You’ll fight me? You'd better get ready for an appointment with your doctor”

“Which is very vital.” “Yeah, but I have never fought a real man. I mean, a man who can truly hurt me.” I pressed my brows and said, “Everyone’s scared of my brother, so they hold back.” He played with the spoon on his plate with a smile on the side of his lips. “You know about brothers being overprotective, don’t you?” “Oh, my! I do. My brother used to piss me off just by nagging me about pulling myself together. He once walked into me while I was…”

Yet, the brothers remained hidden, their cloaking spells shielding them from detection. With remarkable skill, their hands moved in perfect unison, shaping a protective shield that enveloped the entire estate. If one of them faltered, all would be lost. The only common thread among the brothers was their unwavering love for Dirk. Regardless of what unfolded that night, regardless of the number of adversaries they faced, they would ensure Dirk's safety and well-being. It was a sentiment they hadn't felt in years.

“What’s the problem? Her brother is protective?” “Overprotective,” Zach replied in a quiet tone. “Well, you of all people should be able to figure out a way out of that. After all, you have the same overprotectiveness with Blaire.” “That’s what makes it even more difficult,” he whispered, but I think only I heard that.

She couldn't help but notice that despite her brothers' impressive careers and extensive networks, their father's influence still towered over them all. They preferred the solace of silence and the absence of his company. Savannah's temper flared as she dealt with her staff a while ago, but now her fury reached new heights as she seethed over her worthless father. Savannah's elder siblings exchanged a meaningful glance. Their love for their sister was immeasurable, a bond that transcended any obstacle that fate could throw their way. No matter the circumstances, they vowed to be her protector, her unwavering shield against the harshness of the world.

A dead silence fell over the hall. The three brothers collapsed, utterly broken by the truth. Damien gripped his head, his body wracked with tremors. Ethan slumped against the wall, his eyes filled with despair. Julian fell to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. They finally understood. The sister they had dismissed as "spoiled and difficult" was the one who had sacrificed her life to protect them. And they… they had personally pushed her over the edge.

"How dare you say Phoebe's dead! I won't believe it unless I see her body! Let me be clear, Phoebe is the only one worthy of being my wife, Lily!" Lily burst into tears, yelling, "How could you lay a hand on me, Mateo! Have you forgotten why I lost Maverick? You would have been the one who died if he hadn't stepped in that day! Phoebe should've been the widow, not me! How dare you strike your late brother's wife!" Lily resorted to her old tactic, weaponizing Maverick's death once more to play the victim. Mateo would be overwhelmed with guilt whenever she mentioned Maverick in the past, but this time, his expression remained completely unmoved.