Stan Pines Brother Novels & Stories

Iver and April had decided to have a talk with him when he comes back and Iver wanted to properly give him a genuine apology for all he had said to him. When he arrived however, he was being supported by Knox. They thought he was hurt at first but then, they realized he was just drunk, really drunk. The last time the two saw their brother drunk was when he was seventeen and had lost to an opponent in a wrestling match. He already had a few injuries before the match and so, he believed it wasn't fair and had asked for a re-match but he was thrown out. He had branched by a bar and gotten drunk, he was so drunk that he collapsed and slept off on the side of the road until a neighbour saw him an

The call ended, leaving the room quieter than before. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. Somewhere out there was a brother he had never met, a person who shared his face, his blood, his origin. It was the one unresolved thread in his life, the one question that never quite let him rest. And lately, it felt as though everything was pulling too close at once. His job. His search. And a student he had no right to think about the way he did. Exhaling slowly, he reached for the stack of essays on his desk, forcing himself back into familiar ground. Distance, he reminded himself, was the only way forward.

Her older brother had always been strong, a protector ever since their father died in that fire. It was devastating to see him like that-in a cold cell, like a man who had lost everything. She recalled the dried tears on his face. Vincent had never cried in front of her before, and just the thought of it made her sob quietly into her pillow. He could be annoying, but she loved him deeply. Her brother not only had his heart broken, but his reputation had been destroyed in one night. She could only hope he'd be okay. - [CLUB] "Vincent," Nica managed to push the drunk man off her, but he leaned in again, crashing his lips onto hers and shoving his tongue into her mouth, teasing her.

"You've lost your mind." Ethan didn't even look up from the documents in front of him. "Good morning to you too." "Don't." Evan snapped. "Don't sit there pretending this is business." And then Ethan looked up. "It is business." "Bullshit." Evan replied and the brothers stared at each other. For years, Ethan had been the one cleaning up Evan's mistakes. For years, Evan had pushed boundaries knowing his brother would fix the consequences. Ethan closed the file in front of him. "Sit down."

He's like the sweetest thing on this planet, so I doubt all men are complete ass's. "STAN!" A loud voice boomed from down the hall. Crap, busted! "Go! You need to go now!" I shouted at Stan, pushing him to back out of my room. "Why? Is he your mate?" Stan asked with a puzzled expression. "Even worse- my twin Brother," I stated.

And I’m pretty sure that everyone in the house is aware of everything that’s going on… Well, almost everything… My elder brother crossed his arms as he looked me in the eyes, demanding the answer to his question. He’s so bossy! He’s a potato head! No, potatoes make friends and friends are awesome… And my brother is far from awesome! He’s a broccoli head! Yup! That’s much better! “Tell her not to go!” Paige ordered my brother. “You’re not going out with anyone till you’re at least… fifty!” Austin told me.

He doesn't know that the man standing before me is not the one I was supposed to be standing with. Blake Parker. Twenty-four year old Co-CEO of The Parker Brothers. A billion dollar company that deals with selling buildings for profit and pressuring people to sell their land and companies to them. He is a lady's man and sure does love his booze. He has never liked me, probably thinks I'm after his brother's money which makes me think that he has a personality disorder considering that he is always against his brother.

Pinny asked excitedly. "Great," I said. The two of us left the apartment, heading to the parking lot. We got inside the car and Pinny drove off. After meeting my brother, I wanted to go home and take some rest, but there was no way I could have said no to Pinny. She would have made sure that I didn't disagree. Tarzan's POV

There was a grey stone floating in the center of the table as it lit up dimly. "Since when did I taught you how to speak to your brother like that?" The voice that came from the grey stone halted. Minerva already guessed that on the other line was her Brother Lincoln–the younger brother of her Brother Kendrick. Her father already told her about him. Brother Lincoln was the total opposite of Brother Kendrick. If Brother Kendrick was strict and uptight, Brother Lincoln was happy-go-lucky and lazy. "If I once again heard that you called your brother such names, I'd make sure that you could not step foot right here in the Capital."

I could never imagine losing him or someone taking advantage of my brother. I firmly remarked, "Miranda, we need to talk," observing her look of surprise upon hearing me. "I don't think there's any reason for discussion now, Ang. You've already made up your mind about me, so what's the use of this chat?" she responded with a serious voice. "It's about your divorce with my brother," I said, which was not what she expected. The arrogance of her to think I'd stand by after learning of her infidelity against my brother!