Ronaldos Brother Novels & Stories

Oisin and Rhyon stood there looking wholly innocent, as if they weren’t watching us suck face. “Just thought we would remind you that we were still here. You know, just on the off chance you forgot and decided to fuck in the closet.” Rhyon said with a shrug of his shoulder. “Oh trust me little brother, I haven’t forgotten you were around for the last twenty six years. Why would I start now?” Ronan chuckled as he squeezed between his friend and his brother. “Remember,” He said, spinning on his heel and looking at Oisin. “Not a repeat of the engagement party.” He poked him hard in the chest when he said party.

He shifted to Carlos and then back to Alexander, adding, “And we are happy to learn about your friendship, one that is genuine. And as each of your family grows, I pray your friendship remains strong.” “Going back to The Devil,” the host said. “You said one of your brothers? I thought you are an only son, Mister Ronaldo?” “I am,” Carlos acknowledged. “But I have brothers-in-law. My wife, his twin brother and I were childhood friends. My wife’s older brother was someone I looked up to as well.” “I may have left the Wright’s care for years, fought most of my battles alone, but when I came back, nothing changed our relationship. They still considered me as part of their family, all the more, no

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.”

my mom pointed out, giving me a pointed look. Before I could deny my parents' unspoken allegations, Ronald scoffed, “I saw him alright. He was being an ass to Cam, and he made her cry.” “Language, Ronald,” my mom cautioned my younger brother, or should I say, one of them? Technically, Kyle was also my younger brother. “Sorry, Mama. I just don't like what Kyle did earlier today,” Ronald pouted, acting like the mama's boy that he was, even though he would be eleven years old soon.

his father said, and Donald took over the call. "Mr. Fontes, good evening. Sorry to bother you during your downtime. I'm Donald Lancaster," my brother spoke with that businesslike tone I so admired for the competence it conveyed. "Well, well, I'll correct myself - your voice makes it clear you're no longer a boy, but the last time I saw you... well, that was obviously a long time ago." Rick's father seemed to remember another time. "I remember too," my brother commented as if sharing a memory with that man I had never met. After a moment that seemed like recognition between them, my brother began explaining the situation we were in and the plan they had devised to confront our own father.

MARCUS P.O.V "What is the issue?" Ronald asked when he approached me outside. "I am not cut out for this. I have to take down Luther and that young man in there is getting on my nerves," I said. Ronald lifted his eyebrows as he looked away from me. "What is worse than a person losing his own sister?" "I lost both my parents too." "Yet you are going to take revenge against them but as for this young man, we were the ones who murdered his sister and he doesn't even know about it," Ronald whispered a little upset.

He brought up Zoey to be such a rude and selfish girl. "Be quiet!" "How can you still have the audacity to blame your sister after everything that had happened?! Don't try to take me for a fool, thinking that I know nothing! If you are continuing to twist the truth, I...I will renounce that I do not have a daughter like you!" Ronald's body was trembling from anger as he uttered the words.

And he instantly understood that this other woman on the line is jealous of the one whom he was about to kidnap. 'Poor thing' he thought. Just like the woman said Jake repeated it, which made Bran roll his eyes at the spineless man. Jake is actually the stepbrother of a man he looks up to. Bran met Damien when they were kids, and Damien was struggling to cope up with the loss of his mother. They both fought in the underground fighting rings for money, which Damien used to give it to Bran, as the latter needed it and the former only fought to cool down the growing frustration and the loss.

“who told you?” She shrugged “ I may or may not have heard your brothers talking about it”. I rolled my eyes. “but that’s not why im here , i want you to meet someone” she pulled me towards the door and outside. Leaning on a car was Ronald. We stared at each other for a few seconds. I face palmed. “Ronald what are you doing here?” Olivia looked between the both of us “do you know each other?” “well, this is Roman’s brother” I told her. Roman came out of the house then, he stared at all of us, his eyes settled on Ronald and he scowled.