Stories About Brothers Novels & Stories

Talli asked as she sat back. “We would die for one another,” Barshan explained. “We are brothers, blood brothers by our own oath. We all met when we were teenagers living on the streets. We were barely surviving alone but once we all came together, we more than survived. We thrived and grew stronger. Then working for the Bratva and for the first time we became a family. None of us are willing to break those vows, they are stronger than any metal and they bind us just as fiercely.”

Sam began, “In the beginning, it is said there were four brothers. These brothers were originally thought to be gods or beings of a higher power. We know that to not be true now. One brother controlled fire elements, one controlled earth element, one controlled water elements, and one controlled air elements. These brothers were named Knoxly, the ruler of Earth. Luxian, ruler of the air. Rae, ruler of water. And Delazar ruler of fire. “These brothers constantly competed for power. Not one brother could top the other, so they began creating armies. They married human women and created more beings like themselves to try and get the upper hand on the other. Over the years they lost many people,

“Brother, I think it’s time to tell each other’s stories, don’t you think?” Crossing her arms she waited patiently for her brother to open up. “Sister, I have lots of them, you know. Would you mind elaborate which one of those you want to hear?” The young man fired back raising his eyebrow like he was asking for a challenge. He was back to being a spoiled brat than the crying little boy a few minutes ago. “Alright! I want to hear the story of how you two I mean three became best friends?” She began to name the specific story she wants to hear that firstly strikes her curiosity to the higher level.

I said sharply, "I said your bag, is dripping water" he repeated then left, maybe I came out too sharply, I busted another chance with him, then I realized what he said, I pulled off my bag to check. It's truly dripping, I opened the bag to see a can of water in my bag, it's not covered tightly so it soaked my bag and books. My heart hurts, how can a brother treat his sister like this. What did I ever do to him.

Even after all his shortcomings, is still loved by the family as the youngest. The plus point was that all three of them were immensely handsome. Their family was the subject of jealousy for many others. Mostly the bond between the three brothers was remarkable. Even if their personalities were 180 degrees from each other but still they were inseparable. Can anything be causing a wall between the siblings? Enjoy the beautiful family love, brotherhood, and three different love stories ahead. ... The meeting was going on and on and everyone was too into it, but only one of them wanted to be out of there 'Shim Dong-Hoon', the eldest son of the family.

~ Julian ~ I was buried in quarterly reports when Raymond knocked and told me my brother was waiting. My shoulders tightened. Adrian and I had barely spoken since our fight at the last board meeting about expanding into Asia. Our relationship had been cold for years — more competition than brotherhood. “Let him in,” I said. Adrian came in like a storm. He slammed the door instantly and paced a little in my office, breathing quickly, and his hair got messy from running his hands through it.

“But there’s an update on your brother’s death.” The word brother hit harder than it should have. My jaw tightened. I dragged in smoke, slow and controlled. “What update?” I asked flatly. “I thought you idiots cleared his death of any scheme. You told me it was clean. Drunk driver. No connections.” I had earlier suspected the Hunters Brotherhood. Our rivals. Manhattan’s other apex predators. They were always pushing at our borders, always testing our patience, but we had a treaty. No touching a finger on family or lovers or children.

I slowly slip into darkness as the emotions from today catch up with me. The Brothers POV: We look at the scene that had just unfolded in front of us and most of the school. None of us thought our beautiful girl could cause that amount of pain in a short period of time. Not only were we a little scared of her but we were completely turned on by her. I noticed my brothers adjusting themselves shortly after I did. Once the gravity of the situation hit us we all stood up and yelled at everyone for their attention. "What happened her today was Stacy's doing. She started it when she first approached Saskia and then refused to leave her alone. We all saw and heard what happened so we expect all of

“Try it. She’s already seeing through you. I told her the truth about Spain—about how Victor made you believe she betrayed you with me. How long before she realizes you’re the one who’s been played?” The room spun. Their voices overlapped in a storm of accusations, years of resentment boiling over. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. “Enough!” I shouted, my voice breaking through. Both men froze, turning to me. Tears burned my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “I’m not a prize for you two to fight over! I’m not some trophy in your pathetic family rivalry. Dare, you treat me like dirt because you think I betrayed you. Julian, you offer safety with strings attached, always timing your ‘r

He was wearing the same white shirt he wore the day we first met, looking clean as he walked toward me. He didn't dare touch me. He didn't even dare look up. He simply fell to his knees before me, weeping silently. Then came my brothers—Luca, Matteo, Dante. They stood behind him with their heads bowed like children who had realized they were wrong, kneeling in a row. This time, there was no family honor, no Mafia rules, and no goddamn favoritism. They were just four souls drowning in regret. I looked at them and let out a soft sigh.