Taehyung Brother Novels & Stories

Zane exclaimed, gritting his teeth. Tae leaned in, conspiratorial and ridiculous all at once. “Brother—help—me.” Zane barked a laugh that had no humor inside it and then, because Tae demanded it and the urgency of the moment mattered more than his pride, he dropped to one knee and barked, “Hyung! Help me!” The younger burst into delighted laughter.

Nevertheless I had known him since I was five and although we were not related, my dad never adopted him and thinking of it now he never even called my dad his own, I still considered him my brother and I just made out with him. How am I supposed to take his sudden love confession? I didn't have an answer to any of it so I did the best thing I knew how to do; I pushed the problem out and shut reality out.

I said. There was dead silence after those words came out. Immediately after that, everyone burst into laughter. "Not me? Who is it then? You're so obsessed with me. Would you really agree to be someone else's mate? "Besides, there's only my brother in my family and me. My brother's been gravely ill ever since he was attacked by rogues. No one even knows how much longer he'll live. "More importantly, I heard his wolf was injured too. Apparently he can't even mark anyone anymore. Are you really choosing some loser who's even weaker than an Omega?"

I needed to explain, to thank them, to tell them I was safe and that I loved them and that leaving them was the hardest thing I’d ever done. I grabbed my phone—the new one Aiden had given me since my old one was evidence in Theo’s murder case—and headed downstairs. I found my brothers in the war room, going over security arrangements for the festival. “I need Tom and Sarah here tomorrow,” I blurted out, before I could allow fear to stop me from speaking. My brothers looked up from whatever they were looking at, clearly startled. Aiden set down the map he’d been studying. “Tom and Sarah are your foster parents, yeah?”

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

Don't tell me he is secretly an underground cage fighter! "Yes he is nice, and no, he isn't a fighter, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't kick your ass. I am his only sister and he expects my boyfriend to be the perfect gentleman, if you know what I mean." Alison smirked. No problem with that, I thought to myself. It wasn't like Alison and I got frisky on a regular basis. In fact, we haven't even gone past the second base. So the dear brother can cool it. "What does Jacob look like anyway? Is he good-looking? He isn't better looking than me, is he? Because there can't be two extremely good-looking men in the same room at the same time; otherwise, the universe might become unbalanced," I said

She replied, stepping back. “You do, too. How are you feeling?” I asked, waving at Tyler. He smiled back. Tyler was tall, every bit of six and a half feet tall. He towered over my sister. He had wavy blonde hair and blue eyes that fit his beach going attitude. He was so laid back compared to my sister. They complemented each other perfectly.

Andy and I do just that. We go inside a Bently. Dae-Hyun's older brother speaks as he gets in front, "I'll drop her off first because it's the gentlemanly thing to do." "Heard and accepted," Andy nods as he gets into the passenger seat. I was in the back. "We weren't properly introduced, I'm Hugo Lee, Lee Hyun-Ki being my true, Korean name. But like my brother, I prefer being called my Korean name, unless it's business related."

Tiyem asked coming closer. "That's not true, I'm just the younger brother of a director. Hehe," he answered smiling. "It's the same. By the way, when can I meet your sister again, Jo?" Sugeng's fan's soul was in turmoil, he suddenly knelt down with a pleading face in front of Tukijo. "Eh ... you can meet her anytime if you want to play at my house," answered Tukijo. "Are you serious?" Sugeng stood up holding both of Tukijo's shoulders.

Young-Jae smiled, a lot distracted from his previous thoughts and Minjae chuckled fondly, driving with one hand while the other settled onto Young-Jae's hair again. "He is, he is but you sure haven't seen Taehyung. That man's an eighteenth-century art professor trapped in the body of a frat-boy. He embodies delicacy and beauty while Nam believes in Kalguksu supremacy," she laughed shaking her head. "Anyway, so when he met Tae the very first time he fell out of the chair he was sitting in and bruised his knee. Taehyung, who was trying his best to hold his laughter back, tried to help him up but Tae used to be a lot leaner before. He couldn't pick him up and tripped backward, falling on his bu