Stranger Things Will's Brother Novels & Stories

She's our sister in every way but blood and always will be. "Fuck, that dickhead!" James growls just as a panting Will suddenly appears. "Where have you been?" I’ve only just realised that he wasn't here. "I had soup on my shirt and went to my room to change. I was on my way down when I heard what happened. Got here as quick as I could." He pants. "Where's Sophie? Is she ok? Where is the prick we're gonna kill?" Both of my brothers laugh while I just about manage to hold mine in. One thing about Will is he doesn't give a fuck about who you are or what rank you hold. If you hurt anyone he cares about he will end you in a blink of an eye.

Jace was coming for me, and no one—not even the girls—could protect me from the monster he had become. Will's Pov: I hung up the phone, tossing it on the bed, and glanced over at the two brothers glaring at each other from across the room. Honestly, it was like watching two cats who were trying to decide whether to fight or share a sunbeam. But right now, neither of them was cute, and I definitely wasn't in the mood for a catfight. “Seems you were telling the truth,” I said, dropping my rifle to my side, trying not to sound too impressed.

“I'm sorry, Nathan. It just happened.” “Wait…did your brother send you here?” Nathan peers at me suspiciously. I look at him and demand he speaks plainly as I am confused. Why will I run errands for that jackass? “Your brother hasn't told you yet?” He asks, his face relaxing. My confusion increases. “Told me what?” He shrugs. “Well, of course he wouldn't. You both never liked each other. Let me get you something to drink. What do you want? Or don't worry. I know exactly what will get you in the mood. I have this new…”

Dropping the snacks, he used his hands to demonstrate as he asked, "Whatever it is you wrote on the board, is it related to the death of Ashley?" Willow raised a brow in confirmation and pointed at the beginning of the board, drawing attention to Ashley's name which had been marked with a red marker. "For the past few days, we've ascertained a few things." Willow suddenly said and he looked up at her, "Your brother is alive and I'm not the daughter of a man I've known as father my whole life. So I'm not aiming to just ending Ashley, I want to kill all those responsible for letting me live the life belonging to another only to snatch it at the most important time of my life!"

He could claim that I had made it big and didn't want to take him along—then I would be the one facing the backlash. I needed to preemptively defend myself and let everyone see the type of people Ian and Louisa really were. Moreover, it was better to have a witness with me during the inventory review, just in case things took a bad turn. As soon as I sent the message, the group chat blew up. One of Dad's younger brothers, Nathan Kingston, asked, "Why split up now when your business is booming? Sibling rivalry is bad for business." Susan Ryder, the wife of Dad's older brother, Arthur Kingston, also said, "Wow, who is that girl? How bold of her to kick Vivian out before she even marries into t

I failed him. "Skylar!" I heard someone cry out. We all turned our attention to Skylars brother Liam running towards her. Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he tried catching his breathe. "What is it Liam? Whats wrong!?" She yelled in a panic, running over to him and trying to get the words out of his mouth. "Its Will." He cried, grabbing her hand and rushing her towards her oldest brother. We all ran after them, Callie included. As we approached a group of people surrounding him I could already tell by the way his mate was crying. Will was dead.

“I am doing you. But you’re not getting my question. Not yet. Someone’s gotten a bit of a big head and needs to be put in her place.” I straightened in my chair. “Bring it on.” “Are your parents brother and sister?” Bran asked. Seriously? “One, Will already knows the answer to that one, so if you’re trying to shock him, you’re out of luck. Two, no they are not. They are step-brother-and-sister. They’re not related by blood.” Will nodded, completely unfazed. “Well, that’s no fun.” Bran stroked his chin, his anger having dissipated into some kind of evil vendetta. “I guess I’ll have to try harder next time.”

Heartbroken, I stared at my door when I heard a knock. I looked at the monitor and saw Lucas standing in front of the door. "Come in, Lucas," I said and he slowly opened the door, he peeked inside, before he came in, weird! "Sir, your brother is here," Lucas said, one of my betas, a devoted man I ever met. He was older than me and he was the one with me in my entire existence here, on human territory. I respected him a lot and will always be. I'm thankful that I had someone who was the same as me here, a werewolf.

I had never seen this man before. My father, Elias Mace, was a former soldier—upright, steady, and disciplined. He despised pretentious displays and would never speak in such a crude, pompous tone. Could it be… my mom really had a lover outside? The thought sent a chill down my spine. The man jabbed a finger at my brother, barking at Mr. Winters like he owned the place. "I'll make this clear right now! The exchange student spot belongs to my son, Roger! Anyone who disagrees is challenging the entire Smith family!"

I'm dressed as Captain America, Will is Hull, Willa is Billie Eilish, and Zayn is Joker, we really are a set of clown. "Where should we go next?" Will says. "I need to get a tat." Zayn says, and I stare at his arm, he got a sleeve the other day. Swinging my arm around his neck, I grin "Welcome to the geng bro." He stares at me "Bro? Pretty sure I have two brothers and two sisters, talking about sisters, I miss Zoe, I'll get two tats then." I shake my head in laughter as we walk to the tattoo shop.