Protective Older Brother Novels & Stories

Rearing back for another, my arm is grabbed and I'm spun around to face my other nemesis. The brother who never stood up for me. The older one who should've been there to protect me. If there's anything I've learned from Heaven Hill, it's you protect who you care about, and the people you don't? You let them fry. This man here didn't give a shit about me. He let me take each and every beating our dad handed down to me. Immediately, I know I'm screwed. "Fuck you," I throw at him as he turns me around, holding my arms behind my back.

"So that's why you're here." "I didn't come to hear your stories, I came to give you a warning." Natasha said and his eyebrows lifted slightly. "A warning?" She met his eyes without hesitation. "You've hurt him enough, you don't get to walk back into his life whenever you please." Richard slowly placed his cup onto the table. "You care about him." "I love him." She answered immediately. "And I'll do anything to protect him." Richard chuckled quietly. "Interesting... He used to say almost the same thing about his brother."

" I know exactly what you are trying to do, you shouldn't do that without our permission. It's illegal." " I was doing it to protect you." " Protect me? Am I 5? Did I look like a boy could play on me? Look, Peter is my brother and you should just trust me and believe me because I won't prove anything for you or for anyone else." " Honey-" " I'm not your honey, you were trying to fix our relationship, but what I see is you are making it worse." " You really will argue with me because of that child?" " That child is my brother, your brother's son. Or I mean half brother because you didn't take from my father any atom of Pride."

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 asked curiously. "Wel, he was four years older than me which means he was seven years older than you. Whenever I came over, he stayed home and whenever you came over, he had alpha training. At one point, he was with our grandparents. Then by the time you were eight and I, eleven, the whole stuff happened. He stayed home to protect me that day.” He said gruffly like he had a lump in his throat. “How did he–" he cut me off and I knew he was done talking about his brother.

“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.