Stanley Gravity Falls Brother Novels & Stories

During a livestream of my brother, Douglas Wilcox's heart transplant surgery, I, the lead surgeon, turn tail and flee with my tail between my legs halfway through the surgery. Because of that, Douglas ends up dying on the operating table, and I become a murderer. My mom kneels on the floor with tears streaming down her cheeks. She questions me, "You're the only one capable of performing this surgery in the entire country! Why did you run away? "We've been waiting for 20 long years for a suitable heart that can save Douglas' life! You're the one who killed him!" In the face of the growing public outlash and the pressure exerted by the health department, the police built a case on this incident and decided to investigate me. On the day I'm whisked away by the police, the enraged onlookers and the reporters have me surrounded. "Dr. Wilcox, although you're just an adopted daughter, the Wilcox family still loves and pampers you to no end. Why did you do this? "People without medical ethics like you are murderers! You deserve to get skinned alive!" I just look at the camera with a stony expression. "Someone else is the actual murderer here. The truth and the proof that all of you badly want are already revealed in the livestream."

When the village chief delivered the items for my wedding, my fiancé's adopted sister, who was the apple of his eye, suddenly burst into tears. She cut my wedding dress and smashed the wardrobe that my older brother made for me. Every time I was about to lose my temper, my fiancé, who was also my childhood sweetheart, would immediately side with her. He claimed that she was still young and did not understand jealousy; she was just insecure. Even my own brother defended her, saying I had a birth brother who doted on me. It would not hurt to give in to her. When an earthquake happened, they both ran to her and protected her tightly beneath their bodies. Meanwhile, I was trapped under the ruins for three days and three nights. My brother and fiancé tried every possible way to cheer up her, leaving the villagers to rescue me instead. When they looked at me with wounds all over my body, they only said, "Don't overthink it. Jenn is timid and frightened. We couldn't leave her alone." I was on bed rest for a month, but not once did I see them. Only the village chief came to see me. He tried to persuade me, saying, "You're the first college student in our village. Are you really going to give up on your studies just to get married? This—" I interrupted him, "I made my decision before you came. I'll report to the college on time!"

My parents, Morris Lester and Andrea Smith, got a divorce. My younger brother, Ian Lester, goes with my mother, who marries into money, while I stay with my father, who has just gone bankrupt. However, fate has a twisted sense of humor. My mother remarries Mark Laurent, an abusive man, and her life spirals downward. My father, on the other hand, pulls himself together and builds a successful business from the ground up. Ian becomes green with jealousy. He pretends to be pitiful, begs me to take him shopping, and drives us straight into a car crash that kills us both. When I open my eyes again, we're back on the day our parents file a divorce. This time, Ian pipes up, "I want to stay with Dad and make a better life together!" I keep a straight face, but deep down, I'm over the moon. I, Ethan Lester, refuse to spend another lifetime living like a fugitive.

Rejected and framed by her mate, Roisin goes on the run to save her life. When she slips into enemy territory to escape her pursuers, her bad luck only seems to worsen when she comes face to face with Visaris, the formidable Lycan King. Things get more complicated when the King's young daughter mistakes her for her mother. And to crown it all, she experiences a mate pull to both the King and his brother! How long can Roisin hide her identity as a criminal? Will both mates toss her aside when they find out the truth? Will she ever be able to clear her name? And why does she have an uncanny resemblance with the Lycan King's late wife? FB Page: Author Ireti

My cafe's sales have doubled recently. On the day before the celebration party, my younger brother, Ian Kingston, comes looking for me. "Vivian, I'm going to marry Louisa soon. We should dissolve our business partnership." He adds, "Louisa mentioned that she and I work better together as husband and wife. She intends to open a cafe with me so that we can spend the rest of our lives together. "Vivian, you'll marry into another family someday. This cafe is a business under the Kingston family, so you should withdraw from the partnership right away." Louisa Nott has yet to become Ian's wife, but she is already thinking of taking over the Kingstons' assets? I post an announcement on my family group chat right away. "My own brother decides to dissolve our business partnership because of his girlfriend, so I shall be opening a branch of my own. When the time comes, everyone here is welcome to my cafe to sample my food. It'll be completely free of charge!"

Adrianna Yvonne's world is turned upside down when she walks in on her husband and sister in a compromising position on her wedding night. The betrayal cuts deep, and she finds herself reeling from the shock. In a desperate attempt to escape the pain, she flees to a nearby club, where she drowns her sorrows in alcohol and loses herself in the music. In her vulnerable state, she meets a mysterious stranger and, fueled by pain and recklessness, they share a one-night stand. However, the consequences of her actions become even more complicated when Adrianna discovers that the stranger she had a one night stand with is her husband's elder brother.

I never asked for this life. I was in love with someone else—someone I believed I’d grow old with. But my father had other plans. He begged me to marry a man I didn’t know, Dexter Cooper, just to keep a promise he made years ago with his rich friend. When I refused, he said he would end his life. I didn’t want that on my conscience. So I agreed. Dexter didn’t want me either. He already had a girlfriend and made it clear that I wasn’t good enough for him. From the first day of our marriage, he hated me. He humiliated me, pushed me aside, and had affairs right in front of me. I had no voice, no one to believe me—not even my father. But then came Derek—Dexter’s younger brother. He noticed me, paid attention to what I said, and took good care of me. I finally felt like I was important. We got closer, and I started to really like him. A single secret moment between us turned things around completely. When the truth emerged about the betrayal and lies, I faced a choice: fight for respect or leave to guard my heart. This is my story of pain, love, and betrayal. I didn’t choose this war, but I won’t be a victim in it.

When privilege meets passion, the price of secrets can often be deadly. Devon Hamilton's carefully crafted life as a billionaire's son shatters with a single, reckless kiss with a mysterious stranger, with whom he ends up spending night stands with. But the real scandal begins when he discovers that his one-night stand is his fiance's brother - and the only man who can shatter the façade of his perfect life. As family expectations clash with forbidden desires, Devon must choose between the truth and his family's legacy. Will he risk everything for love, or will the weight of his dynasty crush him?

In my parents' hearts, there was always a "perfect son" who died too soon. I was just his flawed substitute, while my younger brother was their new hope. They pretended to be poor for 20 years, secretly funneling all their resources to him. While I was in the final stages of stomach cancer, writhing in pain, they were spending millions of dollars to build him a state-of-the-art study room. When the doctor told me to notify my family about hospital bills, I felt helpless, thinking they were just ordinary, broke workers. When my mom finally showed up at the hospital, she grabbed my hand, not out of concern. "Neville is under so much stress with his college entrance exams. Can you not die right now? He can't take it." My dad stood by, wearing a stern expression. "David was way more sensible than you."

Three months after my fiancé disappeared, I saw him at the airport, his arm around a girl. He laughed smugly, "Thanks to my buddies, coming up with that plan. Otherwise, how would I get to spend every day with you? Won't go back until you're pregnant. Let that old ball-and-chain keep searching." I didn't rush over to confront him; I just watched them in complete silence. Back home, I wrapped my arms around his brother's neck and whispered bitterly, "Harry is gone, but your family needs an heir."