Protective Older Brother Novels & Stories

the older brother said. "I was at the town to get some bread for breakfast, then I saw you coming to the woods. I was following you while you were running around in search of something." The older brother finally understands that in his panic, he forgot to shout the name of his brother while searching for him and just kept running in search. If he just mentioned his name once then perhaps his brother already called out to him. At that exact moment, he pledges, that he will do his best to protect him.

"Sounds like she's a bit lenient. Let me guess, you're the favorite child?" A wry smile, like a secret shared between them, played on his lips as he spoke. "Not necessarily," he corrected, taking another sip. The smile faded, replaced with a hint of wistfulness. "She's always been fiercely protective of Joseph, my older brother," he explained. He gestured with a hand, emphasizing the point. "I believe it's because our father was much harder on him. You see, Joseph is the heir."

he hissed, half a laugh. "But of course, I won't allow her, I won't allow anyone to her, my sister." I heard a serious voice from him now. "I got excited when I first saw her, maybe I was influenced by the way Mom told me that I am already a big brother. So, as much as I can, I'll protect her." Now, I understand him. I smiled after I heard what he just said, he was not just the Thorn I thought the first time I met him, he was way deeper and matured more than that. When I was a child, I was dreaming to have a brother, someone who will protect me, someone who will fight against anyone that hurt me until I met Sage. He was the dream I was dreaming to have. I mean, the one who protected me and f

"I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you, did I?" "I'm sturdy, you can't break me. But you should be careful not to hurt yourself," said the person who helped me, Willam Rodriguez, Bryce's younger brother. He was a playboy who flirted with any woman, from eight-year-olds to eighty-year-olds. I was used to it by now. Just as I was about to speak, I heard a cold snort from behind me. "Hmph, a hen that can't lay eggs, and yet my second brother is groveling at your feet. If my eldest brother finds out, he'll teach you a lesson."

He smiled and fixed my hair, which got messed up by the wind. “I am okay.” He assured me. “My brothers were being hard on you. I can’t believe they are already so protective of me. I am in trouble, aren’t I?” I asked, and he laughed heartily. “No, you are definitely not in trouble. They are kind of scary, especially the ex-seals, but they are just looking out for you, and from what I saw back there, you liked it.” I couldn’t deny it, so I just smiled. “You like having older brothers, don’t you?”

My fingers clenched into a fist, and my nails dug sharply into my flesh. "How stupid," I mumbled, shaking my head at the stupidity of the older brother. "Your parents protected him with their lives, and yet you want to ruin him." "No, idiot. You aren't ruining your brother. You are stepping over your parents' sacrifice!" I shouted as my temple pulsed painfully. "They offered their lives to protect his, and yet you kept calling him disgusting." "The life your parents exchanged theirs for... is it really disgusting?" His face turned ashen, and he took a step backward.

I knew it was lame, but it helped me to channel my anger towards someone. And then slowly, I started falling for Paul… although I still didn't feel thankful for Jayson. He was like the overly protective older brother who wanted to train me to face the world but wouldn't let me go into the world alone. Especially after the time I snuck out at night to visit Paul at the Crescent pack. But now, I was actually learning to see the good part about having a protective older brother, that is to have a shield around yourself at your lowest. It was because of his consistent efforts to keep me away from the negativity of this situation and

Adding value to humanity, no matter where he went. " Little Isa? I am your elder brother, I will protect you from now on." He whispered, the elder brother's protective energy coming from him comforting me in ways I couldn't explain. So, that's how it felt to have an elder brother? So, that's how it truly felt to have someone to dote on you? I couldn't get over it and I felt spoiled. And the feeling was new and refreshing. " It feels good to have an elder brother." I whispered, smiling.

I didn’t know what he would say. "I will, don't worry. I love your sister, and I won't hurt her," he said. My brother nodded while his words echoed in my mind. Does he love me? I've never heard that word come from him. "I’m just being protective of her. Please take good care of our princess," my brother said while Diego nodded. If I could only tell him to stop pretending because it will only hurt me more, but I can’t. I wish you would say that without pretending, Oldie.

But something about the way he was standing, with his back to me, made me uneasy. Suddenly, his words from the past echoed in my mind. "I promise I will protect you, jer," he had said. "No one can ever hurt you while I'm alive. I will not hesitate to hurt my own brother to save you." But as I looked at him now, a tear fell from my eye. He had promised to protect me, yet he was the one who had hurt me the most, more than anyone else on this earth. As I thought back to the times when we used to laugh together, I couldn't help but feel angry. I remembered Oliver's innocent eyes pleading with me not to do something, and now I saw his new side, the emotionless eyes that had hurt his own mother an