Stabbington Brother #2 Novels & Stories

I was heartbroken by that but hid my feelings because it wasn't the right time to have that conversation. Instead, I focused on my brother and noticed the slight flush on his face. His fingers were twitching at his sides like he was debating whether to reach for her again or not. And Kat… she was frozen. It looked like she hadn’t yet decided if what happened was a mistake or not.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

"I am your brother's wife!" She said squeezing his hand which held her jaw tightly, Serena intended to removed his touch off her but she was failing. Failing miserably. The more she struggled, the more aggressive he was becoming! "Stop saying that, you don't mean it!" Christopher warned with his voice dark and raspy as she hissed this time, her eyes cried two tears of pain and fear both as Christopher’s heart too burnt at the scene of her. She was one woman who made him insane. "I am done waiting for my brother to throw you away to get you, seems like that bastard won't do shit so I have to snatch you away from him!"

“I know—we do look alike. I hope he told you about me?” “Yeah, he did. But he didn’t mention the resemblance,” I answered. “Oh, alright then! He showed me your pictures, though you look a bit… weaker than I expected. Are you alright?” I felt a small flush of embarrassment. “I’m fine, thank you.” I recalled John had mentioned he had an elder brother and an elder sister—he said Robert was two years older than their sister and their sister was three years older than him. I’d always been painfully shy, yet somehow, speaking with him had felt easier than with most strangers.

Me: leave me the fuck alone TBROTHER:why when you can't Even stand up for yourself why should I leave you alone huh.?, Me: I'm not related to you so fucke off. TBROTHER: wrong we are related brother in law you're my sisters man forget that.? Me: You took my woman what's wrong with you,.? TBROTHER: no I didn't she was available and made for me so i took what's mine heard that.? Me: she's mine dammit if I can't get her no one else will.

His arms letting go of me as I look over his shoulder at the man that is his spitting image but with a different haircut standing next to Wyatt that looks like he is about to explode. “That’s Jagger, my brother, well, twin,” he says and I nod slightly and then he looks over his shoulder and his head falls forward as he takes a deep breath. He brings one hand to his hair as he raises his head up again. His hand moves through his locks, pulling his hair back, and he stares at me again.

the balding companion announced loudly- loud enough to draw a small crowd around me. "The Butcher never had kids though," someone commented. "Not that anyone ever knew of, but he did screw half of the coast before he disappeared so anything is possible." "I'd love to get my hands on him, that bastard has a lot to answer for." "Yeah, he ruined my business!" "He stabbed my brother." The conversation swirled around me and I felt my headache start to return, drowning out their words. The tip of a walking stick prodded my stomach, drawing me out from inside my mind.

They never once let go of her arms. Gathering my strength, I turned to look at the brothers Kuznetsov. "Is it time for the raping to start yet?" I smiled at them. Felt the blood well and ooze over my mangled lips. My belly quivered and twitched as the blade caressed my guts. Sweet fuck, who knew getting stabbed was so freaking awful? "Da." The oldest brother rose from his seat. He walked to the end of the table, slapped one of the guys on the shoulder. "He will go first. But we must get setup."

“I wouldn’t dare! Since this is what you wish for, I will comply with it, Aunty.” “That's more like it! Emma get the guest bedroom on the second floor ready for Stella.” “At this rate, you might as well announce Stella as my brother’s mistress, Mom.” Spade Watson, Shayne’s younger brother, who was nothing like his elder brother, spoke up with a disdainful smirk, as he lazily wiped his mouth before throwing the napkin on the table and looking at Stella as if she was nothing but trash. “Spade, how dare you speak like that about your brother and Stella?”

Stella frowned, and Tiffany's palms balled. Justin Roberts is her late father's elder brother...the villain of their existence. "Long time no see, Stella et Tiffany! Congratulations!" Justin laughed, drinking from his beer.