روايات وقصص ضمن Protective Older Brother

I ask him making him raise his eyebrows. “I didn’t know that but I can’t say that I am surprised.” He shrugs. “Before I tell you anything, I need to remind you. You have to fulfil your promise because I fulfilled mine. Remember?” “All I promised was that I would help you make Axel and Tiffany talk. I am not helping you get them back together because I don’t want that to happen.” He tells me in a serious tone. “Also you offered to protect Tiffany from your crazy brother who is dead set on killing her who by the way is also stalking me I think. He doesn’t trust me, he thinks I am trying to get Tiffany back in Axel’s life.” I complain to the elder brother.

NiNi: "I'm okay, brother. All good. My brother protects me the best!!!" She felt proud of herself for solving one mystery. In a good mood, she praises her brother. Big Bro: "Of course, you should be thankful. With so much trouble you've created, I wonder why I still need to dote on you. *desperate emoji* NiNi: "My oh my brother, how could you do not? You can't abandon this cute-loyal sister who always takes your side every time your father wants to beat you to death. Just how many times I've saved your life?"

“I just can't stand you giving the company to her. I am the eldest son of the Fraser family. “How am I supposed to hold my head up in our social circle in the future?” “You…” My father's voice cut off sharply and the rest of his words were forced back, down his throat. I went back to my room, opened my social media app and saw that Daniel had updated a new status on his personal account. “Some things aren't convenient to talk about too much. Those who understand will understand. “Thank you for your concern, everyone. I will stay strong.” The comments surpassed ten thousand within three minutes. “Don't be sad, big brother! We support you!”

Something forged in loss and fire. My mother’s breath stuttered. The hairs on her arms rose like a frightened animal. Tears welled in her eyes—not from pain, but from fear. "Damien," she whispered. "Please let go. I’ll tell you everything." My grip loosened—but only just. My wolf prowled just beneath my skin, daring her to lie. She swallowed hard, voice trembling. "You were never meant to know… but Olivia—she isn’t—" Her words tangled in her throat. I leaned closer, growl deepening. "Say it." Her tears fell silently. "Olivia is not your sister." The world stopped. My heart froze mid-beat. "She never was," my mother choked. "We were meant to protect her. Not let you two bond. Not let this—thi

“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.

Especially because we were very beautiful because of our mother’s genes. The only brother who didn’t seem to fall for any of this propaganda was Salvatore. Maybe it was because we were a little bit closer in age than I was with my other two brothers. Or maybe it was because he genuinely was born with a good heart so it was a little bit hard to corrupt it. But he was always kind to Allegra and I. He would always protect us from bullies and make sure he was safe wherever we were. You would also protect us from our brothers and they would call him a pussy for it. He didn’t seem to care about that.

They had abandoned her. The first to go, and the one that hurt the most, was her big brother. Ben. He was her protector, and the one man who has never let her down. From the moment she was born, he promised to love her, and cherish her, and to show her all the good things that life had to offer, while protecting her from all the bad. And for the first sixteen years of her life, Ben had done just that. He protected his baby sister to the best of his abilities. He was there for her, for everything. And until his last breath, he did everything he could to keep that promise he made. And then, just like that, in the blink of an eye, he was gone.

I sat down the small bark next to him, and held his hand. "Whatever happens to you will always be my fault. I'm your big brother, I'm supposed to look out for my baby sister and care for her." I sigh, "You can't always protect me." When you grow too attached to your older brother, things like these happen on a daily basis.

My parents figured that protecting the pack together would help mend the issues between us. They were wrong. My brother began to boast about his strength and intelligence and constantly ordered me around. During a particularly long patrol, my brother and I found ourselves surrounded by rogues. I did my best to fight them off while my brother got in the way. Before the fight ended, one of the rogues managed to claw my brother, slicing his arm open. Even though I killed the rogues, my parents blamed me for not protecting my brother. I was the stronger one, they said. That makes it my duty to protect him, they said.

"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.