Saved By My Brother’s Best Friend Novels & Stories

I tried to compose myself the best way I could and now is the time to put what I had imagined into action. "Hey brother, meet my best friend…" Anabel said glowing with excitement. Ethan turned slowly facing me with Anabel standing between us. "This is Linda, my best friend. The one I’ve been telling you about," Anabel said showing me to her brother with a bright smile. "Ohh wow. This is her?…" Ethan asked looking at Anabel like he was about to say he knows me, my heart skipped. "Nice to meet you, Linda," he faced me back with a polite smile while extending his hand. "My sister has said a lot of nice things about you, it's nice to finally meet you in person."

Fate brought us closer in another country. He rest his forearms on the table, he is not amused to see me. Maybe my brother already told him or it's a planned work… “Jayden.” I said with my eyes widely open. “Dint be surprised! This is just the beginning.” He spinned his chair. “I’m not…. He moved closer to me with hands in his pocket. “Remember in our childhood when we were still best friends, you saved me from a car accident that might cost my life.” He spinned around me.

“She’s my sister!” He winced. “Yeah, I got that memo now.” I rubbed a hand over my face, pacing. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” “Relax, man. It’s not like we’re doing anything bad. She’s cool, funny… she gets me.” “She’s Liv, Scott! My little sister! You can’t—” He held up his hands, trying to calm me down. “Bro, chill. I didn’t know you’d go full big brother mode on me.”

Our parents' graves were vandalized without reason, becoming a lifelong pain for us siblings. Looking at the words scrawled across the headstones - "homewrecker," "die," "go to hell" - my brother, who never shed tears even when bleeding, cried. "Sage, let's go." "This place is no longer our home." After my injuries healed, Marcus took me and our approved departure papers, and we left the territory. I didn't know where we were going. But as long as we left the pack, it would be good enough. "Marcus, I'm going to rest for a while. Wake me when we arrive."

Which means that Ethan is my best friend's brother and an ex-fiancé to my biggest rival. Oh my goodness!!! I palmed my mouth at the realization. Ethan placed me on the car seat; he stared down at me and muttered coldly. “You need to recover quickly; we have a lot to settle.”

“End it, Isla. End whatever this is with Zayne before you destroy everything.” Destroy. The word hits like a truck. “I can’t just—” “You CAN,” she snaps. “You will.” I flinch. She notices, and some of her anger folds into sorrow. She sits on the edge of the bed, voice softer. “He’s my brother. You’re my best friend. If either of you gets hurt, I’m the idiot who let it happen.” My eyes burn. “No one planned to hurt anyone.” “Isla…” Sienna looks at me like she’s seeing right into the truth I’ve been running from.

“And I don’t want to make things worse between you and your brother.” She scoffs loudly. “My brother can go to hell.” I shake my head. “You shouldn’t say that.” “Why shouldn’t I? He deserves it.” I smile sadly. “You’re his sister.” “And you’re my best friend. I’m choosing you.” Her words make my throat tighten. I look away quickly because I don’t want her to see how much that means to me. “I’m going to be fine,” I tell her. “You don’t look fine.” “I will be.”

I questioned realizing the name didn’t ring a bell. “He is my brother, you know, from another mother?” He chuckled at his corny joke and continued. “He is my best friend; he has been doing some traveling for me lately so I could remain here as much as possible. There was an attack on his sister, her mate was killed protecting her. His sacrifice saved her, but she has been a mess. He is going to bring her back to the camp and we are going to try to give her some support.” He was not able to hide the worry in his words or his face. “How old is she?” I asked as the wheels in my head were beginning to turn.

Her brother almost died because of her damn phone! “Our blood bank was low on O negative.” “Then who-?” “Your brother’s extremely lucky. The man who brought him in happened to be of the same blood type. He donated a pack for him,” the doctor smiled, happy with the outcome. “Now please excuse me, I have to take my leave. Nurse, tend to Miss Banks. She doesn’t look so good herself,” the doctor ordered and stepped out of the room. Oh….Amber sank against the wall, her legs had turned jelly-o. The young nurse quickly rushed to her side to steady her. A stranger had saved her brother’s life.

Suddenly, in her head, an image flashed. That son, who was faster than bullets, saved her in the last moment of life and death. Right now, only that person can save me. When she thought of this man, she suddenly felt strangely peaceful. She cried out in her throat: "Brother, save me!"