Polo G Brother Novels & Stories

“You didn’t even attempt it.” “Didn’t need to. I can stand on water without looking like I’m having a seizure.” “Oh my God.” She slams her drink down. Rum sloshes over the edge. “You’re so full of yourself. It’s a paddleboard, not a personality trait.” I shrug. “I’m just saying, if you’re gonna talk shit about my balance, maybe don’t fall on your ass in front of God and everybody.” “I didn’t fall on my ass. I fell forward. Gracefully.”

"I'm sure you would have already figured it out but we aren't brothers." He didn't say anything more and simply got up- back to me. "From now on, you'll do as I say without any further questions." It was none of my business whether they hated each other but there was something I didn't understand. "If you wanted him dead, why didn't you hire an assassin." He glanced over his shoulder, a sinister smile curving across his face as he ran his tongue against his teeth. "It would take more than an assassin or knives to kill a beast like my brother."

Does my own brother not pick up his phone for anyone but his little gang members? I glance at Mason, who's engrossed in his book. "Hey, Mason. Do you know where my brother is?" I ask, trying to sound like I'm inquiring innocently. Maybe since he's talking to me, he's willing to give up information that the others won't. He glances up from his book, his eyes narrowed. "I'm not inclined to say," he replies stoically. Fuck.

She had no right to insult me when she was just as clueless. I exhaled sharply and pulled out my phone, dialing the number my private investigator had given me. It rang multiple times before the person finally picked up. "Hello? Who is this?" The deep, familiar voice sent a shiver down my spine. A slow smirk formed on my lips. "Hello, brother," I said, dragging out the words just to piss him off. There was a pause. Then, his voice returned, colder this time. "What do you want? And how the hell did you get my number?"

he asked, resting his elbows on the table and letting his chin rest on his hand. Adam chuckled a bit, he expected him to put up a fight but it seemed like he wouldn’t. he thought the young Holloway would be like his stubborn father. He turned to the men who spoke earlier and one of them quickly got up to speak, adjusting his suit jacket. “I believe Mr. Adam Pollock is the oldest member of the board, he knows everything about the empire and would make a good chairman” the man said, the others also seemingly nodded. At this point, Jace could not help but give a little laugh at their poor acting skill. Adam turned to him slowly with a smile hidden behind the mask he put on.

he gave Ricardo a handshake. His Mother led me to the dining room and gestured for me to sit on the chair next to the one Ricardo sat on. His grandmother was now sitting too and I was between both Ricardo and her. “Welcome” it was a calm voice this time. I looked to the direction it came from and saw a young man with dark blonde curly hair. “This is my brother Luca. Luca, this is Odessa” He looked awfully familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before.

I won't be able to study like this, not with the people and the music being so freaking loud. My brother may not be concerned with his grades because he is working on getting a football scholarship, but I have to make sure I maintain a decent gpa average in order to receive my own scholarship. Do they need to really be this loud? It's a bon fire party. Shouldn't they just be sitting around the fire, talking and chilling?

I know that he was saying that because he thought that I would back out of the bet. Don be fooled by my brother's brave face. He is setting the bar high because he thing that he might have a shot but I have been watching this girl from the moment I saw her and she was not interested in any guys. For my brother it was going to be twice as hard because he doesn't know how to talk to girls, he never has so I knew that this was going to be an easy win for me, my prize had to be worthwhile as well. "Okay then you can have the Porsche but when I win you are going to help me build a boat. " I said.

The BMW X5 M's latest model that my Brother just bought last month, he gave it to me for school after using the Mercedes S550 for two consecutive years now. I'm not really a sucker for expensive cars, but my Brother is a HUGE car collector and he loves his cars. No one is allowed to touch, see, ride or drive his babies when he doesn't give permission. As for me, I only have these two but what the heck! "So this is a car.. impressive.." I heard Caspian muttered as he looked at it with awe. "Majestic, right? My Brother bought it for me just a month ago," I boasted. Hmph! You should bow down to its gloriousness since there are no cars in your world. All hail the car you peasants!

His attire appeared worn-out as well. His face wasn't yet visible to me. But there was something about him that really stood out to me. His locks. Yes, his hair does appear to have a smooth texture. The hue is exquisite. Light brown has always been a color I've desired. the same shade of hair as dad. "He is your brother." I was somewhat taken aback. Is that correct? Mom certainly wasn't joking. Oh my. I at last ran into him. I found out I have a brother from mum a week ago.