Seducing Brother Novels & Stories

Instead of backing away, I didn’t move. “How the fúck did you seduce my brother?” Wade held my face. “Did you use your seductive eyes and mouth to win him over?” I grabbed Wade’s hand. “Please, let me go. You’re hurting me!” “Answer me!” Wade shouted. “Like I said earlier, I did nothing to your brother except teach him the subjects he struggles with. Aside from that, we haven’t done anything else. Stop accusing me of seducing your younger brother. I’m not that kind of woman!”

I wonder if he even noticed how hollow she looked last week when we met for brunch, like she was slipping away piece by piece while smiling for the cameras. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t care enough to ask. Now I do because this affects the narrative—The merger, press, and the damn wedding. Somewhere under the irritation, something stirs. A memory, sharp and unwelcomed. “You can’t control people forever, Damien.” My brother’s voice, from years ago. Luca, the storm I buried after he walked away and never looked back. I shake the thought off like ash from a dying flame. Selena’s not like the others, she’s not reckless. She’s quiet and she obeys. So why run now? Why with only days left?

Just then, the door of his cabin banged open, revealing an agitated Noah. Noah is very angry after he learned that Esme was seen flirting with Seth Nashville. But when he entered his brother's cabin, he was stunned to see his brother sitting near Esme's feet. That scene made him halt abruptly in his tracks. Noah has never seen his brother care about someone like this. Leo is a very proud man. He would never touch someone's feet unless they are more valuable than his pride. To learn that his brother regard Esme as that valuable person, or may be the only valuable person came out as a shock to him.

"You! It was you who kept wandering around my brother. That's why Brother Lev requested Grandpa marry you to my younger brother." Elena unravels the secret out of the blue. Lev's bottom shook; he could feel the evil energy from Elvira's chloric glare. "Anyway, why do you keep informal with my brothers lately?" With a jealous, shaded look, Elena queried. Frustrated, Elvira went straight into her room without even asking further questions. That fused his guilty heart, which reflected in his eyes. "Brother?" Elena was extremely conflicted witnessing Lev, and he couldn't take his eyes off Elvira.

We both were so happy and close until one day I invited Chris to my house for our science project and like in the movies she fell for my twin brother. Everything seemed like a joke and I clarified it for her that no having a crush on my brother but well my brother too had a thing for Chris. I was shocked when I found them in my brother's bed having sex. There was nothing I could doing fact, I didn't think their relationship would last for long. So did Chris, who was heartbroken when my brother had to go to the United States for his further studies. He was ahead of me despite being twins, and Christina cried day and night, saying he would find another girl more beautiful than her as her frien

"I think you know it intellectually. I think you might not know it fully yet." I held my coffee. "And Marcus?" I said. She was quiet for a moment. "Marcus is my brother," she said. "I love him. And I've watched him be a person who couldn't make a decision and live inside it for most of his adult life." She held my gaze. "He's different now. I see that. But different now doesn't erase the record of what before looked like." I looked at the window. At the Cobble Hill street in its Saturday morning mode.

I sit up slowly. Samuel Thomas. Michael’s younger brother. The black sheep. The one who walked out of this family three years ago after a fight so ugly it left scorch marks on everything, walked straight out the front door of this penthouse into a December night without his coat and got on a plane to Paris and did not look back.

His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me even closer, as if to physically brand me as his. I tried to speak, to ask, to understand, but the words caught in my throat. His confession, his possessiveness, it was overwhelming. It was everything I had secretly craved, twisted into something far more terrifying than I had ever imagined. He wasn't just my forbidden fantasy; he was my captor, in a way I hadn't foreseen. "Gabriel..." I managed, my voice a weak whisper.

It's been two hours since I came back to consciousness to find myself in a dark box, or maybe just a box, and I'm blind. I hear metals echo around the box till the sound of footsteps joins in. Someone is before me. " I always wondered what my brother saw in you." More footsteps till I can see two pairs of almond eyes. " I wasn't the least surprised when he came crying that you cheated on him." I bury my face into my knees trying to shake off my fears. Does he want to kill me because he thinks I cheated on Zade? How do I tell him that his bloody brother slept with another girl right on my bed, and he didn't stop even after I caught him?

"Don't worry, your brother is in the right hands." Juniper chuckled, her eyes never leaving mine as if searching for my sincerity. "Alright, but..." She paused, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "Remember, Sarah, my brother's past is complicated. There are things he's never told me, things he's never shared with anyone." My curiosity piqued as I leaned in closer. "What do you mean?" Juniper's gaze dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "I think it has to do with the reason for his divorce. He...is very secretive..."