Prison Break Brother Novels & Stories

Bran was stuttering. “About yourself. What you’ve been doing, about your family, anything!” Cecilia was desperately trying to keep the conversation going. “S-sure. Well, I… have an older brother.” Bran picked a topic that came into mind. “An older brother?” “Yeah. His name is… oh.” Bran just remembered something about his brother that made him pause. “What’s wrong?” “My brother, he is not exactly a good guy. He’s a wanted criminal.” Bran looked away from Cecilia as he was embarrassed and scared of what he admitted.

His eyes were glinting with fury tears. He pointed at Baron and cried loudly, “He imprisoned my brother for 2 years! Just because my brother didn’t want to take order from him when he became Gamma! He told everyone that my brother died in the battlefield fighting the rogues. But the truth is—he kept my brother in a lumber camp as his slave! None of us knew that my brother was still alive until Alpha Damien rescued him a few days ago! It was 2 fucking years! My brother didn’t even get to see our mother for the last time before she passed away! You deserve to burn in hell, Baron!” With hot tears streaming down his face, the young man raised his fist up high in the air and rushed at Baron. Baro

“Mr. Saint?” “Hello, Lucas. I’m here with your sister. She’s in prison.” “In prison? What did she do?” My brother asked from the other end of the line. “Don’t listen to him, Lucas. I didn’t do what he’s about to say. I’m innocent, please come get me out.” I quickly spoke before Alex could. “Will you shut up Lyvanne and let the man talk?” My brother shunned me. I was a bit taken aback but didn’t say anything.

the older woman instructed Nicole. "OK mom" Nicole agreed before leaving. ...... In the C and J group, the CEO looked upset. "You know very well that she saw your brother beside his girlfriend's dead body. She is the only one who can identify your younger brother and send him to prison. Still you took her help to save that project? Have you lost your mind?" the CEO, Joshua Anderson snapped at his illegitimate elder son Russell Delano. Russell huffed sarcastically.

"Marcus was just leaving." "Was I?" Marcus's attention shifted to Ethan, and suddenly he seemed taller, more dangerous. "I don't think we've met. I'm Marcus. Aria's brother." The way he said "brother" made it sound like a threat. Ethan's confusion was evident. "Oh, I didn't know you had a brother here." "Stepbrother," I corrected sharply. "And he's not a student. He just likes to crash parties apparently." Something flashed in Marcus's eyes—hurt? Anger?

"These last three years have been torture." I dropped the bandage I was holding. "So?" "So, I'm asking you, if you'd give me a chance..." "A chance?" I burst out laughing, a sound that made him flinch. "Marco Blackwood, are you joking?" He stared at me, stunned. "You've loved me from day one?" I stood up, looking down at him. "Then tell me, if you loved me so much, why did you stand by and watch your brother play me for a fool?"

If I had known the tables would turn, I would have just kept the peace. Of course I told Brenna about some recent happening like the hotel scene, but I knew better than to give her the details. She could as well switch to journalism just to publish an article on “Crimson’s sex life with her brother”. Calling him my brother now felt weird but the thoughts of referring to him as someone more than a brother was what felt even more weird. Things have changed. Drastically. Brenna was on the mission to get me to say yes to Charles. If I didn’t know her I would have sworn she was Charles public defender.

Then his expression became cold again. “Listen carefully.” he suddenly said and I nodded automatically. “Nobody at school must know about this, not a single soul. I am not your step brother, we don't live together. We are not related and I don't know someone as lame as you. If you as much as breathe this to anyone, I will ruin you I promise.”

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

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.