Right Time, Wrong Brother Novels & Stories

I'm starved. With the choice of new employees, he completely forgot that he had arranged to have lunch with his younger brother. He looked at the clock and saw that it was 12:57, and he had agreed to meet at 12:30 at the building's door. The brother must have had enough of waiting. - Sorry, Leo, I completely forgot the time. I'll be right down.

Under the table, Neriah's hand found mine again, just for a second, warm and steady, before she went back to stealing fries off my plate like nothing had happened at all. • • • We stayed until the afternoon light started slanting gold through the windows, the three of us drifting between studying and talking about nothing important, and for a few hours I forgot to brace myself for anything. It was such a small thing, forgetting to brace. I hadn't realized how tired the bracing made me until I felt what it was like to set it down, even briefly. Neriah argued with Rhydian about some show I'd never watched, dragging me into a debate I had no business having an opinion on, and I found myself lau

Jaime Barthes was the only son of the wealthiest family in Hartow City. Ever since he was a child, he could have anything he wanted. On his fifteenth birthday, he fell for Eden Hawthorn the moment he first saw her. Right then and there, he boldly declared, "She belongs to me, and nobody should ever think about touching her!" During the entire decade of their marriage, he was obsessively protective of her. She was forbidden from any kind of interaction with men, and she had to employ the help of her assistant for something as mundane as handing a report to a male colleague. Everyone assumed this was simply Jaime's love language. One day, he caught a terminal disease. The entire nation fr

I thought Kol Peterson was the man I would love forever, or perhaps that was what l always tell myself. Until my husband and sister shattered the dreams I had built around him. Heartbroken and betrayed, I made a decision fuelled by pain. “He went for my sister, l will go his estranged older brother to get my revenge.” I thought I knew exactly what I was doing. Douglas was supposed to be a means to an end, a way to make Kol regret ever hurting me. But somewhere between revenge and the feelings neither of us planned for, everything began to change. Now, Douglas and I have agreed to play this dangerous game of revenge, each with our own reasons for seeing it through. But what happens when

Now that I'd become a part of this brood, there was nothing I wanted more than to be a part of something bigger. Ironically, the family didn't stop with the four gorgeous guys-they each had a counterpart in the Wright family. Joey Wright and Moby were best friends with almost identical personalities. Jacob, better known as Jake, was Brooks's sidekick, and Landis and Julie had some weird platonic thing going that every one of Landis's girlfriends was jealous of. I wasn't sure who they showered with more protection, poor Julie, or me-she was the baby; I was the victim. Having six large men watching me, daring people to glance in my direction just so they could intervene was overwhelming. Lucki

Noticing Bosco's unsettled expression, the reporter nervously offered him a cup of tea. "Mr. Sharp, you could have just sent someone to pick it up. There was no need to come all this way." As he spoke, he clicked on the video. "That poor woman was betrayed by her own twin sister." Bosco's head snapped toward him, his eyes fixing on the reporter with such force that the man stopped in his tracks. "What did you say? Twin sister?" Before the reporter could respond, the video played—this time, in crystal-clear detail. Martha's face filled the screen.

"Julian." "A year ago tonight, you kissed the wrong brother." He tilted his head. "I'd like to correct the record." "The wrong brother turned out to be the right one." "Indeed." "Convenient." "Practically a miracle." Ten. Nine. Eight. The room began to count. Chandeliers glittered. Someone threw a streamer. Mrs. Bennett was shouting the numbers louder than anyone.

Then I opened the top drawer of my desk and dropped it inside. I closed the drawer. I turned the small brass key in the lock. I dropped the key into the breast pocket of my shirt, against my ribs, and I sat back in my chair and looked at the closed drawer for a long time. Outside the window, the morning had finished arriving. Somewhere inside this house, my brother was being washed for the ground. That alone was a terror I had never imagined would come. I closed my eyes. I did not let it out.

Let’s undo this wrong. Alessia’s heart skipped a beat. She was genuinely scared by Brayden’s persistence. He looked a little deranged right now. ‘You are my brother-in-law,’ she repeated. But Brayden didn’t back down. ‘I can’t forget you, Alessia. We both made mistakes, but it’s not too late to rectify them. I’m willing to leave Connie for you. I’m willing to take care of the boy too, even though he’s not my son. I want you back in my life. Can you give me another chance? Please. We used to be so good together.’

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”