Protective Older Brother Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry. You wouldn’t die with just this if you can hold your breath until I leave.” He left the two guards unwavering about the warning his older brother had given. That was how his older brother’s mind worked. He used other people to bother him because he was a coward. The fact made him laugh maniacally. His older brother was still afraid of him, even though a thousand years had already passed since the last time they fought each other.

“Sorry, Erito… Really and really sorry… More or less, he used to be one of my schoolmates. I just can’t reject him cruelly and heartlessly like that. That’s why I need you to always stay by my side and always protect me. Do you want to?” “Of course I’ll always stay by your side. I’ll never let anybody get close to you, touch and even explore your body like what Victor Jaleco has done a moment before. I’ll always stick to you until you feel bored of me. I make sure I’ll be a possessive and overprotective boyfriend for you, My Dear Elder Brother…” grumbled the younger brother somewhat querulously. Eriwan chuckled in his great exultance and exhilaration. “No, I won’t get bored, Erito… Just stay

Whitney said. "Lil bro, you have to protect me, big brother is always bullying me." Whitney immediately said. Not even minding that she was asking her younger brother to protect him. "He is our younger brother, come on. We are the ones to protect him and not the other way round." Ian said as he looked at his sister with disdain. "Be careful. Your brother has poor health. He can't overwork himself too much and he need to take his medicines right on time." Lavender said.

she protested. “He will,” I said. “But only because he promised my brother he would look after me for as long as he lives.” Her eyes widened. “Wow!” she breathed. “How lucky can you be?” I raised my brow at her. “Not very lucky, apparently. Because I had to lose my brother in exchange for having a hot guy like that protecting me and looking out for me.” Sarah bit her lip. “I’m sorry, Bry. I was insensitive,” she said.

Brian was surprised “Yes!” Damian said shortly “Why? Why did she do this to Anna?” Brian was wondered “About that……” Damian sighed, he glanced at Fai, then Fai nodded to him and he started to tell the story he told me this morning with Fai adding some more. “YOU…..” Brian suddenly got up and about to punch Damian, but Fai, who sat next to Damian tried to protect his brother “Honey….” I tried to hold Brian and Smith helped me too

I have an older brother who protects me, and I have a younger brother who is on my side. In fact, the world is not always evil to me.

I saved his ass once, and apparently that makes me his lifetime emotional dumping ground. He clears his throat, and I already brace myself. “So,” he starts, pretending to look around the room, “my old man is being his usual stubborn self.” I raise a brow. “What did he do again?” “Not what he did.” He sighs. “It’s what my lovely older brother did. Or wants to do. You know, the same brother who ran like a scared pup during the invasion and hid out in our mother’s pack while the rest of us were fighting to not die?”

“At last they chose wrong.” “What information?” He glared at me. “Like you don’t know… You pretend to the world that you are the saint in the family, that you don’t deal with this side of the family and still you are as much in it as I am. You sent your men to protect that old man and his shop.” He stood up. “Why? Tell me, big brother, don’t you know what I am after… oh, wait, who I am after. That’s the right word.”

I gasped as I ran into his arms, hugging him tight. Travis was my elder brother and the only person who always protected me when dad tried using me as a punching bag. He was also the only one who treated Zara and I as equals in this house. “Unhand me now. Your existence is a disgrace to the Stanton name.” My brother’s voice pierced my cloud of happiness. I lifted my eyes, surprised at the words. “Travis, I swear, I didn't…” “Shut your mouth!” He barked. He lifted his phone and showed me the screen.

“You scared me.” “It’s enough, let’s go back.” He panted as he grabbed my wrist and I jerked my hand back. Placing both of my hands on my waist, I glowered at him. “I’m not going back. You heard me?” I said turning away from him as my overprotective and annoying brother followed me with his large steps. He was only two years older than me, but still a toddler sometimes. Even if he was eighteen, I didn’t regard him as an adult yet. Which adult sneaks food from the kitchen and cries while watching a rom-com? Luca Knight. I often tease him for being so over-sensitive and all, but still, he was my brother.