Stanley Gravity Falls Brother Novels & Stories

Applying pressure the blood continues to seep through my fingers "Xavier ...Xavier it's not funny. Wake up man I swear" I slap him and he doesn't wake up. "Xavier please I started this with you man" I beg him and still nothing. Feeling his pulse he's no longer breathing. Hugging my brother for the last time I hang on tightly as I cry on his shoulder "Sir the ambulance is here," one of my men says and I nod letting go of Xavier. It's funny how just a second ago he was alive talking to me and now his just a body. My brother Xavier Stalin is no more

I glanced up. Darius’s younger brother, Stanley, peeked out, glancing over his shoulder nervously as if to make sure his mom wasn’t watching. His awkward posture and the way he scratched the back of his head told me he had something to say. "I shouldn’t be telling you this," he muttered, his eyes flicking back towards the door, "but my brother went to train. He’s pissed off... probably because he held himself back from punching Rowon back in the face. Now he’s taking it out on some poor punching bag."

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”

"You're the one engaged to her. If she gets her memory back, it's gonna blow up." A pause. Then Milo again, practically pleading. "You know I've liked Dorothy forever. But she's just the adopted daughter. I still have to marry Abigail. Now that she 'forgot,' just let me have a few good days with Dorothy. You're my brother—I trust you. Just... don't get too close to Abigail. I still have to marry her." I sucked in a sharp breath and stumbled back to the chairs outside the exam room, shaking all over. The guy who used to stick to me everywhere—car, bed, even the bathroom—muttering nonstop that he loved me just handed me off to his own brother.

Paul stepped back, adjusting his sleeve calmly as if nothing had happened. “I will make you watch as I torment her,” he said, a creepy smile on his face. He placed the cap back on his head and walked out quickly, pushing the trolley along, the door shutting behind him. Vivian lay there, trembling. “No...” she whispered to herself weakly. She tried to sit up and reached for the call button, but her arm only lifted halfway. Her fingers went numb, and her body felt heavy. She slid off the side of the bed, her weakened limbs unable to hold her weight.

Why won’t I be able to date him. That was what I thought until he left again, it was like I had to go through the pain all over again and it scared me a lot but snapped me back to reality. With Charles I can dream of perfection and maybe I could even have it but how would I bare it if things don’t work out. How would I cope if he disappeared again. What would I do if my brother becomes my Ex. How would I act when he brings home the girl he finally found forever with. How would I survive if I run out of love for him at all areas, even as a brother.

"I'm going to find out who that is." "Wait for me Zander!" followed Zane. As the brothers walked up to Allie and Kat everyone stared. Kat became even more nervous than she already was. What if everyone made fun of her when they realized who she was. She was about to turn around and leave when the boys reached them. "Hey Allie who's your new friend?" asked Zander "Hahaha! You really don't know who this is?" retorted Allie. "Hey Zane." Zane had to stop staring at Kat and look at Allie. "Hey, I've been waiting for you. I thought maybe you changed your mind."

I just hope she got home safe. As I entered our house, my eyes quickly darted at the man sitting on one of the dining chairs. His back was facing me but it was too familiar that my steps turned slow. Despite how drunk I was last night, I fucking know who I fucked and I confirmed it when the man turned to me and I met his mesmerizing bluish-green eyes. “You’re just in time, Beverly. I want you to meet Atlas Cameron, your stepbrother.” Mom dropped it like a bomb and I was like,

oh okay "my eight year old brother shrugs he really doesn't care that much for me I love him anyway. After dinner we go home our Parents say they want go see the Smiths who live down the street with their two daughters one being Zach's age leaving us on baby sitting duty I put the kids to bed and go straight to my room locking myself there. I grab my phone texting Alison before I feel my bed dip when I look up Zach is there I jump because I did lock the door "you forgot the balcony " he comes closer to me yanking me by legs I scream at him yelling for him to leave me alone I somehow manage to kick him in face running to the balcony going downstairs when I get to the living room I don't hear

“He’s your brother. You’re a girl. It’s dangerous for you to be out so late.” “Dangerous?” Hannah let out a bitter laugh. She pulled out her phone, lighting up the screen, her voice laced with mockery. “If you were really so worried about me, why didn’t either of you send me a single message or give me a call? Were you worried or just looking for an excuse to scold me and cover for him?” “Watch your mouth!” Steven roared, eyes blazing with fury. “Stanley is your brother!” “That’s right!” Stanley added smugly, glaring at her. “You should show me some respect. And don’t forget — once you get married, you’re still gonna need me, your brother, to back you up.”