Protective Brothers Novels & Stories

I replied to my brother, even though he had already met them before. "I know you're not in a good mood anytime you see them, but they offered to protect you on the way there, and I couldn't refuse. Since they would come with us, they will be a lot of help watching over you," he explained to me. Maybe his logic made sense, but when it comes to these brothers, I don't want to see them anywhere around me. They are evil, annoying, and the most selfish people I have ever seen in my life. They just couldn't let go of this one. Even though they want to use that "protection" as a way to get close to me again, I don't buy it. I hate the fact that they won't let me have my moment. They're still going

Sbe reached out a comforting hand and whispered, “Don’t mind the boys, Shannon. Brendan is a nice and loving person. I believe he’ll be good for you.” Grateful for her support, I nodded, appreciating the reassurance amidst the chaos that had become my daily life. The brothers, relentless in their attempts to sow doubt, continued to voice lies about Brendan. Their words clashed with Robin’s and my mom’s thoughts, creating conflicting opinions. But desperate for a savior, Brendan’s name eventually emerged as a potential ally and protector to me. Deeply, I hoped that he was someone who would break the chains that bound me to the sadistic games carried out by my own stepbrothers. The brothers pe

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

Pulling on his gloves, he took his stance and waited for his younger brother. The men wasted no time on courtesy and went straight to work on each other’s appearance. Every blow was fierce and merciless, yet strangely free of genuine hostility. Only when neither of them had the strength left to remain standing did the fight finally come to an end. Somewhere in the distance, a disappointed sigh escaped from the trio of onlookers. They had expected a clear winner, but this time the match ended in a draw. Breathing heavily, the brothers stepped out of the ring and leaned back against the platform, bursting into loud laughter.

Elena thanked the guy who came to accompany her and helped her with her accommodation for when she decides to stay in school but she did say she would be coming from home since its not that far for her but he also had about three guys following him as he helped her " it's nothing really, you are family and I already promised your Dad that I would watch over you so it's no big deal" " if you ever have any problems on campus just look for me and my gang we would gladly help you trash anyone who mess with you".. Brandon said as he introduce his small gang to Elena In which she shook there hands and exchange a few words with them, she parted ways with him and made her way for her first lecture,

And when it was finally over, I stayed in the shadows, just like I always did and let my brothers protect me. I hated pain. But I hated being alive even more. Even still, in a strange, twisted way, I ended up actually loving my brothers. Dante, Rocco, even Marco, Antonio and Laurent who became our extended family. I saw how every single one of them dirtied their hands to survive. My hands were filthy too, covered in poison and blood, but I could never show it to them. It would break their illusion of me as the innocent, pure little brother they needed to protect.

I replied, speaking softly to make sure I wasn’t going to upset Argo even more. "So are you, and you haven’t told her shit either." "I’m protecting Brax." Argo nodded his head and looked away, "yeah, and I was only protecting my own sorry ass. That just shows you’re a better person than me in every fucking way." I winked at my brother, "I can’t fight like you." "That’s all I’m good for, then. I can fight." "No, it’s not." I said, standing up and walking towards my brother. "You were there for me during everything. You’ve always been there for me. You’ve always protected me, and I know that if I need you, you’ll be there."

"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."

She told the young man in a hushed tone. I listened in on their conversation in silence. It hurt me a little when I heard how the two people in front of me kept going on and on about how brothers protect their sisters and I was reminded of my brother back at the Hades Shrout pack. I was reminded of how he would always yell my name and force me to do things against my will. Even more, he and my parents were always at the top of the list of people who maltreated me instead of offering me protection. Why couldn't my brother act like a shield around me too as the brothers of Niamh had acted around her? Why couldn't he act like an elder brother should and scare Julian away just like the Alpha was

After graduating from college, I set out to make a new life in Kingshaven with my parents, who had just wrapped up over two decades of teaching in an underserved rural community. To our surprise, as soon as we stepped off the train, we ran straight into Kingshaven’s infamous little tyrant. She clearly had a woman’s appearance, yet she kept insisting she was a man. Of course, I glanced at her a couple of times. “What are you staring at? Never seen a man before? I can’t stand women like you, using your looks to seduce men wherever you go.” We had only just arrived in the capital, so I did not want any trouble. I took my parents by the arm and turned to leave. As I turned, however, she sp