Stranger Things Older Brother Novels & Stories

But then his expression softens, as do his eyes, and he smiles, “Yes, I think so.” I stay silent, laying my head on his shoulder again. There’s still a brother left. He talked about all the younger ones but left out the oldest, my father’s deceased best friend... Jacob Adams. “I had an older brother, too. It’s been a long time, but I still can’t consider myself the oldest. I don’t want to take his place. Even if Jess and Jordan didn’t know him, Jack is part of the family.” I tilt my head, resting my forehead on the curve of his neck and touching his chest slowly.

, I asked. " One of them, who prolly is their leader judging from his demeanor, said that your brother disrespected him and his gang blah blah blah. Sounded like bullshit to me", he said. " Urrghh! I knew Tristan had a hand in this!", I said. " Tristan? Who's that?", he asked. " He's my older brother", I replied. " Wait, I thought Jared was your older brother?", he said. " Yeah he is, Tristan's my other brother", I said.

Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what. Rule number ten: Best friends must fix fights before the day ends. Rule number eleven: Best friends never let anyone come between them. And rule number twelve: Best friends forever — no matter what happens. In a few hours, I’ll officially become a tenth-grade student. But before that, there are a few things you should know about me. Sixteen years ago, I was born into a small but beautiful family. There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive.

I shoot at him, frustratingly. "Let her go." Cicero chuckles. "She'll meet his corpse. I'll make sure of that" "You will do no such thing!" "Wanna bet?" He asks, wearing a cocky grin. "Ci," Papa calls. "Take it easy on your sister." "He's not my f*ckin brother!" I snap. "Fair enough," Papa murmurs, then he shakes his head and sighs. I bet he’s re-living the times I'd have a series of arguments with Cicero and all those tantrums and hot-headedness.

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

He looked for a moment as though he were lost in thought, until he said, "I'm sorry if this sounds strange, but I've been searching for someone named Violet. My sister. She went missing years ago, and my father. well, he's dying. His last wish is to see her again." My heart ached at the sadness in his voice. "I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you find her. Clyde stared at me hard. "You look a lot like her." "What?" I blinked, taken aback. "Would you be willing to help me?" he asked seriously. "Pretend to be my sister. Just until my father…" He swallowed hard, his voice trailing away. "I'd pay you a million dollars a day. It's the only way to grant him some peace.

Lily’s older brother. Back then, he was a senior — tall, confident, with a quiet charm that felt impossible to resist. He had this warm smile that could make her stomach twist into knots, and eyes that felt like they saw everything she tried to hide. He would ruffle her hair when he passed her in the hallway, or toss her a soda on movie nights. Every small gesture sent her heart racing. She had never told him how she felt. Before she could, he graduated and left for college in California. She heard bits and pieces about him later — how he started a tech company, became a CEO before turning thirty. It all felt so far away, like a story from another world.

LOUIS. I remove my hand from her face and stand before her after spreading her legs over the couch. This is my opportunity to finally get what I want. My brother’s words ring in my ears as I stand before a sleeping Elizabeth. 'You like this girl so much? Then knock her up. She wouldn’t be able to continue resisting after that. Trust me, I know one’s like her.' I lick my lips and wipe my sweaty palms together. This is it, Louis. You shouldn’t mess this up.

Mom said with a short laugh. What was funny? Logan gestured to one of the boys. “Uh. Boys, why don't you help them with their bags?” Nathan, one of the brothers, stepped forward to help. Ah. Thank God. He isn't hostile. I'm saved. Unlike Stephen, Nathan was tall,. broad-shouldered and exudes the same aura of wealth and power like his father. His dark eyes locked on mom and then to me, and to my utter shock, he scoffed and walked away.

“Tobs here knows me quite well. Don’t you, brother?” “The fuck are you doing here?” Toby hissed out harshly, but what had an effect on him years ago no longer made the shorter teen even flinch. They were reminded of their one-man audience. “Brother? Um, did I just find myself in some sixth season of a weird teen drama show? I don’t remember you having a-”