Romance Books Brothers Best Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Just to see how you react. I love watching you fight for me." I rolled my eyes, playfully slapping his shoulder. "You're ridiculous," I said, laughing. Brian dramatically grasped at his shoulder, acting as if he was hurt. "Ouch, that hurts!" he cried. For an instant, I felt a pang of guilt, thinking I really had hurt him. But then I caught the twinkle of laughter in his eyes, and I couldn't help but laugh. "You're the worst," I told him, shaking my head. "You and my brother deserve each other. No wonder you two are best friends."

"But I never imagined it would be you, Miss Sage." She shook her head with practiced disappointment. "You staged this encounter, brought your brother along, all just for Garrett?" Aria's performance was flawless. "I'm sorry, but there's no room for a third wolf in our bond." Marcus's face had turned completely dark by now. The color drained from his features as understanding crashed over him. He stared at me with heartbreak in his eyes. "This is the boyfriend you hid from me for three years?" His voice was hollow with betrayal. "If I'd known it was Garrett, I never would have allowed you two together!"

(Frank) Or our guy bestfriend Harmony? Our female bestfriend and fighter Tenda? Our annoying brother Elvis? Or that friend who is like a bro Blake? Or our goofy and silly idiot Ifeanyi? Our twin sister Fahvour? Or even Stephanie Green and Amy? Who did you think added spice to this book. Please I would really appreciate it if you tell me.❤❤

I asked Fai “It was like he is in love with her,” I added as I turned my face to Fai He smiled at me and turned his eyes seeing Damian, Anna and Ben playing together. “I know what you’re talking about!” “Are they close or something?” I asked “Unfortunately no, they’re just friends, more like family actually. He loves her, even since she dated his little brother, but he never had a chance to make a move on her. She is happily married to my best friend, who is Damian’s boss.”

Whatever she did, she did for him. With time, Ethan became accustomed to catching them smooching. When he caught them, he just walked away quietly, shaking his head in disbelief. He never thought that his best friend would date his sister and that he would have to deal with it every day, but he was grateful that his naive sister had a partner like Cole in her life who would always protect her, and that his best friend had a partner like Reyna who would never hurt him and would love him with all her heart. He was overjoyed and relieved for both of them.

“Ethan, we need to talk.” He pulled into a quiet alley and killed the engine, reading the room flawlessly. He shifted to face me. The streetlight caught his sharp jawline, and that familiar ache hit me—I really did care about him. That was exactly the problem. “What I feel for you,” I forced the words out, keeping my tone deadpan. “It isn’t romantic, Ethan. I’ve been soul-searching for months, and the truth is... I see you as a brother. I let lines blur because I was lonely and you were safe. I hoped it would spark into something real, but it hasn’t. I can’t keep faking it.”

Refusing to recognize the flare of something in my chest. "And when did you all think it would be a great idea to let me in on this secret?" Emil turns to glare in turn at his brother. "Whenever we were certain you wouldn't react this way. Guess we were right, huh?" I curl a hand into his arm and squeeze. Rafael's eyes land with a crushing intensity on my grip on his brother. His eyes glint dangerously, and he looks away, the strong profile of his jaw hard like diamonds. His fists curl once and open. A hard smile glides across his face like water off a rock. "So I'm to blame for not knowing him? It's my fucking fault he doesn't know me either." He turns to me. "Does he?"

Ericka patted his hand sympathetically, "you were about as subtle as a brick through a window." "Everyone knew except you two," Maxwell added. "It was honestly painful to watch." Ericka rolled her eyes at her brother, “Most brothers don’t like the idea that their sister is likely to end up with their best friend.” Maxwell eyed the pair sceptically. "That's because most brothers don't have best friends who write ridiculous 'no romance' clauses into their lease agreements." Dominic winced at the reminder. "I'm never going to live that down, am I?"

“Whеn you know you knоw. He’s thе оnlу guу I’ve ever lоvеd. He’s my brоthеr’ѕ best frіеnd, аnd I’vе bееn in lоvе with hіm ѕіnсе I was twеlvе. Wе gоt tоgеthеr when I turned еіghtееn. Wе’vе hаd a lоt оf ups аnd dоwn but wе gоt thеrе іn the еnd, аnd now I соuldn’t еnvіѕіоn ѕреndіng mу lіfе wіth аnуоnе else.” “Aww, thаt’ѕ ѕо ѕwееt.” Mісhа ѕmіlеd, mауbе she wаѕn’t as tоugh as I fіrѕt thоught. “I thіnk I’m gоіng to throw uр,” Jо ѕh muttered, pretending tо gаg.

"Rhett might be there." I said nothing. Rhett Holt was Liam's older brother and the subject of approximately forty percent of Liam's bad moods. I had met him twice and on both occasions he had looked at me the way people look at mildly interesting weather — present, briefly noted, forgotten. "Fine," I said. Liam smiled. Squeezed my hand across the table. At least I'll be seeing his mother. The only sane one in that family, if you ask me. I smiled back and ate my tiramisu.