Ronaldos Brother Novels & Stories

I needed to let someone know before I go crazy. "He's Anabel's brother, Maya," I finally said, breaking into tears. Maya's eyes went wide. "Wait. What? The guy from the bar is Anabel’s brother? Your Anabel?" "Yes, my Anabel." I dropped my head into my hands. Maya leaned back slowly. “Oh... Wow.” “Yeah,” I said, letting out a bitter laugh. Maya stayed quiet, letting it sink in. “So… Anabel doesn’t know?” Maya asked.

"But I hope we do, talk about it." His voice was calm and honest. My stomach immediately flipped. Chris looked between us. Oliver made a strange choking sound. "OH MY GOD." "There he goes again," Ronaldo muttered. "Oh my God, This is so weird ." "Please stop exaggerating" Ronaldo said rolling his eyes "I can't." "Why?" Ronaldo asked. "Because we're basically brothers." Ronaldo immediately smacked Chris on the back of the head. Chris yelped"What was that for?" “I'm trying to beat sense into you, so you beat sense into Oliver" he said before raising his hand again.

Ronald didn’t answer, but the tightening in his jaw was enough. Connor’s smile widened. “See? I can already tell. We’re gonna bond just fine.” “You don’t get it yet, but-” he began to say, but Ronald cut him off. “Connor, or whatever the hell you’re called. There’s no we. Or us. We are not fucking brothers.” His voice was sharp and final. “I want nothing to do with you. Just crawl back to whatever den you came out of.” Without another word, Ronald turned and walked away.

Then the unmistakable rhythmic creak of a bedframe. My face went nuclear. Noah and Lena. Obviously. They’d been “showering” for like forty-five minutes. I froze, plate halfway to the table, mortified on behalf of everyone involved. Ethan noticed immediately. He turned down the heat on the stove, wiped his hands on the dish towel, and cocked his head toward the ceiling. “Sounds like your brother’s putting in work,” he said, deadpan. “Shut up,” I hissed, cheeks burning so hot I could have cooked the pasta on them.

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

Carmen rushed after them and didn’t give a glance towards her cousin. “Wait please”she said softly, leaning against the door and crossing their way. “You two can’t come inside.” Adrian snorted as he was looking elsewhere. On the other hand, Ronald gasped in surprise and shook his head in disagreement. “No, Im not leaving you alone with these guys”he said in a duh tone. His brother chuckled coldly. He seemed to be taking everything as a joke. Was he over confident about his skills that much to not care? Carmen raised her eyebrows in amusement.

My curiosity got the better of me, after all, I had met all five Royal princes. Although there was a princess left, I had no idea there was some mystery brother in the picture. “Antoine is my brother but because of some issues surrounding his birth, my father never acknowledged him and didn’t also give him the title of a prince.” Ronan started. He leaned back in the seat and used his thumb to massage his temples. I said nothing, just watching and allowing him to take his time. “Very few people know about this and his mother’s dying wish was for the father to let him serve and work in the palace…”

I couldn’t blame him. “Leonas was contacted by Rocci—Rocco’s very young brother.” I was met with confused looks from both Nico and Adrian. “Are you sure you’re not mistaking Rocco?” Nico squinted. “I mean Rocco, Rocci?” His tone was full of amusement. Ignoring him, Adrian leaned forward. “I never knew he had a brother.” “Neither did I. Apparently, Rocci is the half-brother. He was born quite late, so there’s a big age difference between them. Rocci’s only 22.”

Ronaldo's gaze shifted over to him and said, "If that's what you think, you're being too naive. Ms. Whales won't let you die so easily." "She said she'd carve you up to pieces to avenge Mr. Brandon" Woody was taken aback and asked, "Who is Mr. Brandon?" "Brandon Whales of the Whales family from Kingsvale!" As Ronaldo uttered the name, his expression involuntarily twisted in rage. He had watched the Whales' siblings, Brandon and Briella, grow up since they were children. Furthermore, he had even trained them in martial arts. So, they both respectfully called him Uncle Ronaldo.

Olivia seemed excited “I told you me and Brian are best friends, right! So we’re growing up together and among five of us, me, Brian, Kevin, Mark and Ryan, Brian is the only one who didn’t play, but just dated one person, she is Rosie. They’re in a long term relationship until she felt bored and cheated on him with me.” “No way!” Olivia was surprised