Rick Grimes Brother Novels & Stories

My heart skipped, but I forced myself to hold his gaze. “Maybe you should go get that treated first, Mr. Griffin. Wouldn’t want it turning into something worse.” Watching his retreating figure, my expression tightened. I needed to find a way to deal with him for good. … “You offended Justin?” After hearing everything, my brother gave my shoulder a reassuring pat. “Don’t worry. The Griffin family’s never been clean. I’ve never liked them either.” “I’m worried he might come after you.” “This is a society governed by law.”

the person said, winking at Brianna Did I ever mention that this elusive guy is my brother...yes that's right it's my brother, he's called Cole. Surprised I know he's Kris's twin looks a bit like him but more like me...He's got brown hair, ocean blue eyes, his skin white, his body is damn toned, he and Chris work out a lot.

Olivia asked “Different mom. The one in SF is my biological mother, Damian’s too.” “WHAT? Wait, you and Damian are siblings?” Olivia looked shocked “Yes!” I answered shortly “How come, I mean the two of you don't share the same surname, for example!” Olivia was curious I smiled, then I said, “Let me continue the story. So, I told you that Anna dated Damian’s brother. He is Chris, and it turned out that Chris and I are twins. When we were born, my dad, who is Damian’s mom's sibling, exchanged me with his dead son and turned me into Davis'. He separated me from my biological mother, from Damian and Chris. I found out about this because of Anna. I dated her for a while when she was working with

And judging by the expression on my brother’s face— Neither would Kash Griffin.

We didn’t have a basement, and the floors there were marbled. I think of the last people I saw—Jaxon, Rick… and my brother. It doesn’t make sense. They’re three very different people. They couldn’t possibly be working together. Jaxon—my classmate since elementary. Same age. Always weird, but mostly harmless. Rick—Mother’s loyal subordinate. Mid-twenties. Average. A male sex worker with too much pride and too little talent. And Jace. My brother. A fire-starting maniac, supposedly locked up for arson. Twenty-three, and just like our father—Dominic Grey. I used to admire him and I just don’t anymore.

Fireworks in her belly but she cleared her throat, ‘You never mentioned you had a brother' ‘I do??' ‘Come on Mr Gray' He frowned, ‘We're boyfriend and girlfriend now....why do you still call me that'?'. ‘Muscle memory I'm sorry', she grinned, ‘I'll stop calling you Mr Gray if you tell me why you didn't say anything about having a brother'. Grayson shrugged lightly, ‘No one ever asks to be honest. Yes I do have a brother...or I did. He's dead now'. ‘Oh my...', she raised her hands to her lips, ‘I'm really sorry. If I knew I wouldn't have—'

Grandma A said "That sound like fun," I said after talking for a while we hung up I didn't get to see my older brother since they were at work and Griffen was sleeping (2105 words)

“I didn’t expect to meet you either, but I’m happy I did.” “You look upset. I didn’t mean to offend you. I just had to clear my head.” “Oh no baby, I’m not upset. I’m Just concerned. I got hit with the mate bond, and instead of you running into my arms, you ran out the door. I haven’t seen you since, and then I walked in here and saw you sitting with three dudes. I took it a little personal that you ran away from me.” I shook my head, “again, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that, and those guys are my family. Ryker Green is my brother, and Ezra and Drake Green are my cousins.”

"You came too late, you'd have seen how your husband torture and killed your brother. So mercilessly!" My brother? I have a brother? I turn to Fred, his face is void of any emotions. "I have a brother?" "Yes, Grayson is your elder brother" Grayson?! How can it be? I have been with dad and mom all my life, I would have known if they had a son before me. "You are lying, you and Mom didn't have any son" "I said I'm your goddamn father!" He is lying. "Where's Mom?" "I killed the bitch!"

He traced a particularly large one just under his rib cage on his right side. “Know what this one is from?” She shook her head. “Mr. Grady did it.” He said nothing more as if that explained everything. “Who’s Mr. Grady, baby?” “Mr. Cunningham’s brother-in-law. One night he and Mr. Cunningham got really drunk together. I was asleep and they woke me up and took me into the basement…” Terror filled him as he was dragged out of bed and thrown bodily down the stairs. He landed hard on his hands and knees, tears spilling down his cheeks.