Sehun With His Brother Novels & Stories

I snapped, losing my patience with his almost intentional misunderstanding. "Watch it." His low voice warned as his eyebrow lifted at me in amusement. "The difference is that you're going around telling people we were step-siblings before this. That's not something to tell people Jack. I don't want people knowing that." I pushed as I stared up at him. His eyes narrowed at me as he lifted his lips into a slight smirk before speaking. "Why'd you fuck your stepbrother then?" He questioned as his eyebrows furrowed together. I stayed silent not really knowing what to say to that.

“Don't be afraid. I'm sure your brother will be there and even though he's a jerk, he won't let any else that isn't him or Sean mess with you and I'll have your back. I guess she is right. My brother may like to make stupid remarks about me, but he only allows Sean to go along with it. If anyone else tries, he shuts them down hard. Last year he broke a boy's nose for calling me a tease. Hopefully tonight doesn't take a horrible turn.

Ethan brought himself up from the couch and backed away slowly. “I warned you……. Who knows how many secrets this deranged fool is keeping”, Ethan blurted out unconsciously. Alex stopped mid-track, his face void of emotions. He then turned to face me. “We’d be on our way….. .now”, His voice was firm and as cold as ice. “You’d probably not want to leave once you learn who Lisa is and who knows who or what else this holy freak is hiding”, Ethan retorted, taking a step forward. Before he could make the second step, Alex dashed towards him and landed him a punch in his mid rib, which sent him crashing into the closest chair-side table.

She heard boots hit the floor. "Are you all right?" She turned around. She knew who it was before she fully saw the face because there was only one person at Durman Academy who rode a motorbike through the corridors as if the rules were a suggestion someone had whispered to him once and he'd forgotten immediately. There was only one person at this school who wore that particular expression – not quite a smirk, not quite concern, something that lived between the two and couldn't be decided upon. Adrian Hale. Julian’s younger brother was fourteen months younger, which made them close enough in age to be in the same year and far enough apart in temperament to seem like they'd been raised in dif

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?

“I love him, Dad. I’m sorry. I tried not to. But I do.” Lisa’s hand flew to her mouth. Tears welled instantly. “No. No, this isn’t happening.” Dad’s voice cracked. “You’re brothers.” “Stepbrothers,” Kai said, stepping closer to me, protective. “And it started before we knew that. Before the wedding. I saw him at the bar, I wanted him, and nothing’s changed.” Dad rounded on him. “You knew? You knew who he was when you—when you—”

“I can see that. You’re lucky to have each other.” “Do you have a brother or sister?” she asked. “Yes. A younger brother.” “Is he your best friend like Ethan is mine?” Her question caught me off guard. My brother Adrian and I had never been best friends. Competition, resentment—that was our bond. “We’re... different,” I said. She accepted that, but Ethan kept watching me closely. “You look familiar,” he said. “Have we met before?” My pulse quickened. “I don’t think so. Maybe I just have one of those faces.”