Stolen Hearts: Between Two Brothers Novels & Stories

The stolen touches the way my heart raced every time he looked at me like I was his whole world — followed immediately by the crushing reminder that we were brothers no parents would ever be proud of that. Some nights the weight became unbearable i'd sit alone in a quiet corner of the library or behind the sports block, letting the tears fall freely why can’t I just be happy like everyone else? Why does it have to be me? I pictured a different life — one where Jayden wasn’t my brother. Where we could hold hands in public, kiss without fear, love without shame in those fantasies, everything felt light and possible in reality, it only made the pain sharper. Even when I tried my best to appear

It was the shape of what had been stolen from the first design and somehow survived anyway between Ty and me. It can’t root in mercy the way it rooted in theft, Ty said, and the realization moved through him with the force of a blade finding the seam in armour. Pain still battered the bond. The black heart still thrashed between us like something dragged alive through a narrow gate. But underneath all of that was suddenly a pattern we could use. If we send it there, it has nothing to imitate. Nothing to conquer except the part of us willing to turn each other into tools.

I heard El might have a secret lover somewhere. I felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me. I stopped dead in my tracks. The baby in her womb was Andrew's all along. The comment section was flooded with pity. "Eddie's story is just sad. He ended up losing both his love and the child." "Honestly, I'm giving him full permission to become a villain now." I felt like my heart was being crushed in a fist. The air left my lungs, and any hope I had left evaporated completely.

I loved her even harder each time she listened to her mother and broke my teenage heart. I never stopped loving her. “ She’s gone, Alex.” My voice broke. He slapped me across the face again, and this time I felt the pain in my cheek and in my chest. " Yes …she’s gone back. You, my dear brother, will chase her to the ends of the earth till she’s yours again.” He let go of my lapels and shoved me back on the ground. “ I’m sorry, but I can’t watch you make a grave mistake. I don’t have a shoulder you can cry on.” He continued speaking, and I braced myself on my knees.

He wants to plead — to bargain for mercy — but words mean nothing in a pact signed with kin and steel. “Rauth’s voice cracks. “Is this how you could really do it, brother?” he says, trembling. I want to let the tears go; they sting behind my lids. Both men, their marks burned into my skin. Both brothers, both lovers. How did I set fire to what should have been only smooth heat between us? Ecstasy lived there once—bright, reckless— and now its embers hunt me through every breath of sleep. “You still has strength to ask me questions?” Varyn snaps,

To them, it was the mark of a thief—a reminder that I had remained safe while my twin sister, Elena, had been snatched away into the dark. “I’ve already given him my kidney,” I whispered. My throat felt like it was lined with glass. The surgery from three weeks ago still throbbed, a dull, biting ache in my side every time I took a breath. “The doctor said I haven’t healed. If you take my heart, I won’t wake up.”

Levi, who wanted to take everything from his brother and had chosen me as his weapon. Nate, who’d claimed my body but wouldn’t give me his heart. Who’d touched me like I was his entire world and then walked away like I was nothing. I’d gone from being overlooked to being an obsession. Be careful what you wish for, my mother used to say. I curled into a ball on Nate’s sheets, surrounded by the smell of sex and cedar and smoke, and cried myself to sleep. Because I was caught between two brothers. And because wanting them both might get me killed.

Jewel joked. I was taken aback. If Dad hadn’t been angry with me that night, I wouldn’t have come to this place, and I would never have met Brandon. I felt grateful because if it hadn’t been for me, Brandon and Addy would have never reunited.“For sure, Brandon will give his brother a chance to explain. I just wish they could rebuild whatever happened between them in the past,” Margot said. I was surprised because I wasn't feeling despair. Even though Brandon had pushed Addy several times and had avoided confronting him just to escape talking, they couldn’t change the fact that they were twins.

"And what exactly is 'it' for you, Mr. Heartbreaker?" He grinned, leaning back with a mock thoughtful expression. "Hmm, someone fun, smart, and... not afraid to steal my chips." He held up the bag, keeping it just out of her reach. Ivy rolled her eyes, leaning forward to grab for it, but he pulled it away with a laugh. "Give it back, you thief!" she protested, laughing. "Only if you admit that I was the better kisser in whatever dream you had last night," he teased, a playful glint in his eye.

He manages to steal every single girlfriend I've ever had. The day he steals my eighth girlfriend, I finally break. That's when I decide to fight back and get myself a boyfriend instead. That's right; I'm going to pretend to be gay! Let's see how he plans to steal this one. However, I never thought that my actions would make Kai go absolutely berserk. That night, Kai presses me against a dim corner in the stairwell. His fists slam into the concrete wall, his breath hot against my cheek. "If even he can be your boyfriend," he grits out, "then why can't I?"