Rick Grimes Brother Novels & Stories

She raised her head and asked Griffith, "Who is he?" Griffith still had water on his hands. He casually grabbed a tissue to wipe his fingers and said, "Freddie, my younger brother." "Your younger brother?" Charlotte was surprised and leaned toward the door. "You have a younger brother?" Griffith explained concisely, "My half-brother from a different mother." Charlotte was even more surprised. She knew that Stephen had a dozen or so illegitimate children, but given Griffith's relationship with Michelle, she always thought that Griffith was dismissive of all his half-siblings from different mothers.

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

“Mom, you shouldn’t take sides with her.” The angry voice came from behind Grandma Grace’s door. Lena froze in the hallway, her hand just a second away from knocking. She recognized that voice immediately. Calm but sharp. Someone who rarely spoke softly. Uncle Lionel. Grandma Grace’s son. The younger brother of Damian and Darius’s late father. The only one left from that generation. Grandma Grace had warned Lena about him. Too proud. Too greedy. Always worried about what he deserved.

“Yeah. My brother. Remember? He used to trail after you everywhere like a lost pup. He’s an Inspector now. He’s overseas on assignment, but when he’s back, we should all meet up.” Richard Grayson, only son of Alpha Grayson, Nora's brother. The name stirred an old, gentle memory. It has been years since I last saw him. He was a skinny boy who had bright eyes. Whenever I visited their pack to hang out with Nora, my best friend, he always hovered near me, shy and earnest and determined to impress. He’d been five years younger than Nora and I When I was dragged away in silver chains, he’d just graduated from the university.

I smiled at him and rubbed my eyes as I nodded to him. His car was already parked in some parking area inside a building. It's been a month since we started our relationship. Rhon decided to visit his brother, he used to share with me the story about his brother. How they met him and how he became part of their small yet rich family. His younger brother was his only sibling. And he was always happy when we talked about him, that's why I really wanted to meet him as well, I already saw him in pictures that Rhon showed me but seeing his brother in person would be much better.

he said, his face squeezing in pain. "You okay?" Diego asked. "I think you dislocated my shoulder," Griffin replied and Diego helped him out. They went out to have lunch together. However, Jameson didn't like this idea. At night, Griffin and Diego plays games together. They do that most times. The family was glad they were close. "He is really cool mom. He is my brother," Griffin said to Hannah. "It's nice you're now close to him. But what about the position his father left.. is he interested in it?" Hannah asked.

He placed his hands on Grimm’s shoulder and pulled him away from me. “She’s safe while she’s here.” Jace told him. “I’m just playing with her.” Grimm said, smirking at Jace. “You play a little too much, Grimm.” Jace’s wife, Nicole said as her and Lithia walked into the room with Aunt Nancy and Mason. “I can’t have fun?” Grimm asked, shrugging his shoulder. Come on, brother. Get your wife.” “Brother?” I asked, shocked as hell. “You’re related to this sadistic ass monster?!”

Now they were the ones living in the same slum. Derek, my brother, ended up in prison three years back. Vanessa had raised him to be completely useless. He made it to adulthood with no real skills, just gambling and worse. At some point he ran up debts he couldn't pay, and the people he owed broke one of his legs. He passed word to me asking for help. I ignored it. He'd always wanted Vanessa to be his mother. Let him wait for his Mom Vanessa to come save him. Unfortunately, she couldn't even save herself.

"I dug the grave last week. It's empty, Jose. He's been hiding. He's scared. And he hates us both for letting it get that far. For letting her get that close to finishing it." Rainer stopped. His hands clenched at his sides, then slowly released. "I didn't want it to go like this. I didn't want any of this. But you left me no fucking choice. You always pick the thing that lets you sleep. The one that costs someone else instead of you." Jose grabbed the edge of the table. The metal was cold under his fingers. Alive. Elias was alive. The brother he had quietly stopped letting himself think about because the grief was more manageable than the guilt. The one he had failed long before any grave w

I was feeling proud of how bold I sounded, until the back of my neck prickled, like I’d been targeted by some predator. Slowly, I turned my head and met a pair of chilling eyes. Leon? What was my brother doing here? He was sitting one row behind me, looking sharp in a tailored suit. His face was set in stone, eyes dark and cold. My heart lurched, and the fan sign I’d been holding slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a sharp smack. He lifted his gaze slightly, his voice low. “Half an hour. Get home.” Though the concert wasn’t even over, I slipped out.