Right Time, Wrong Brother Novels & Stories

With Unending Love, Your Brother Oct 31st, 21xx

"Oh, wait. That’s right. Your best friend who was supposed to be the best man ditched your ass. Because you fucked his little sister. The same little sister who’s getting married to some other guy on the same goddamn day you’re marrying your whore. Poetic, really." A ragged sigh tore out of me. I ran a hand through my hair, the clean, spa-smelling strands feeling alien. This was it. The pit I’d dug, so deep I couldn’t see the sky anymore. I looked at my little brother. The anger in his eyes was just the top layer but underneath was a hurt I’d put there. "Leo," I started, "Just… shut up for a second, okay?" "Why? Does the truth hurt, big brother? Does it—"

"You drew blood on your own brother, over a woman. It has never been done in this lineage, we don't let women have hold over men." "I shot him, not because of a woman but because he tried to steal my position through marriage." "She's nothing," Ethan spat, staring at me with pure hatred. "A street rat who was convenient." Adrian's grip tightened on my hand. "Watch your mouth." Enzo's voice rose. "Brothers don't turn on each other like this." "Then we were never really brothers," Adrian replied. "This girl is tearing our family apart." Ethan slammed the desk, bellowing with full force. I cowered at Adrian's back.

When my mom remarried and I got a new stepbrother, I thought I would hate him but instead he became my best friend and everything I ever wanted. But things started going the wrong way when I walked in on him, watching gay p**n and jerking off. My brother was gay? And worse, my cock jerked at the sight of him. ******

His voice, cold and cutting, rang out, “You got it wrong.” Rocky froze. “What?” Rayden gave a chilling, twisted smile. “I’m not your brother. My brother died—a long time ago.” Rocky’s pupils shrank to pinpricks. He stammered, “Bro, what are you… what are you talking about?! I—I’m right here, I’m fine, I—” But he couldn’t finish. The words caught in his throat. Rayden didn’t even look at him. “I was never your brother. You’ve got the wrong person.”

“What time? Six? Seven?” “Probably seven.” “Alright. See you then.” I hang up and head back downstairs. My brother is still laughing to himself. “Man,” he says, shaking his head. “I thought the pimp game wasn't easy. But it seems easy for you, I see.” I just smirk and say, “Shut up.” 6:45 PM

I want to start blurting out about how much he is lying, but I let the silence in the room consume this situation, hopefully to make Thought feel guilty about the blatant lie he is feeding his brother. “I think you should leave,” Time says softly. Despite his soft tone, I can feel the anger dwelling beneath his tone, threatening to arise the moment Thought says a word that isn’t in his favour. I can’t help but shiver, but still don’t say anything, knowing Time would never believe that I would kiss his brother. Not after everything he has shown me. “Loosen up, brother. I’m only messing with you,” Thought says casually, leaning back in his seat with a devilish grin painted across his face. “Di

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.

I had completely forgotten that he was on the other end of the phone. I roll my eyes and switch my phone from hand to hand. “Ethan I feel like a turtle is faster than her, I remind you I'm about to be late and you want me to be nice??” “You know I’m not deaf, right” She laughs with her trembling voice “I sure hope so” I reply “What time is it Ethan?” “It’s six fifty-four p.m.” “ Eighteen fifty what??? I retort, widening my eyes, “Oh damn…”

"I am so incredibly glad he made it back in time. I want to officially introduce you to my older brother, Aleck. He just got back into the country this morning after running our family's international shipping business overseas. Aleck, this is my beautiful bride, Sloane." Aleck. There went my hopes of him being a doppelganger. My mind was spinning violently. The man I had met in a crowded Miami club, the man I had let drag me into a twenty-four-hour chapel, the man I had legally married less than forty-eight hours ago... was my fiancé's older brother. The horrific realization hit me like a freight train. I was standing at the altar about to marry a billionaire, but I was already legally marr