Theo James Siblings Novels & Stories

"My half-brother... His mom is our dad's favorite and that is the reason why he doesn't care for my mom." "Oh, okay... Then let go save him since he's your brother!" Jaden jumped up. "Half-brother!" Joey rolls his eyes. "It doesn't matter Joey, you both are related by blood. So, we need to go!" Jaden grabbed his right hand and draw him out of the room. When they got to the basketball court, they saw students that formed a circle, and they seem to be looking at something interesting. They both walked towards them, and Jaden was surprised to see James, pushing a boy by the chest. The boy was stubborn too, as he was seen putting on a long face and trying to fight back.

“I wouldn’t say that your grandfather wouldn’t do this,” “That’s because he would…” Thea interrupted and James laughed, “You’re right. That man is more sneaky than we think… But, this time, I can assure you that it’s not what’s going on…” He said with a sad smile, “What do you mean?” She asked. “You remember how your mother had an older brother…” He said and Thea nodded. “I thought they weren’t in contact anymore because he disapproved of my father. He wanted mom to marry one of his business partners.” Thea answered and James nodded.

“I work here at the hospital now. I’m a pediatrician.” “We’re just reminiscing about old times. Don’t try to catch shadows,” I said, crossing my arms and scowling. “The real issue here is—what the hell are you doing here?” “Catching up, huh? That’s good. Real good.” James narrowed his eyes, a satisfying smile curling at the corner of his lips. “Bro’s happy for you, sis. You deserve a good man, not some jerk whose dick is too small for his ambition.” He grinned at Owen.“Don’t worry, you won’t get any trouble from me.”

You speak for both you and your brother. James had gone back to Busan the very next day, claiming that returning home to his still unborn sister and having a talk with her would help him recover from the horrific sight he had to sadly witness. You unconsciously smile at your brothers cuteness. He still thinks his future sibling's a girl. You wonder what reaction he'll give if ever a twist decides to take a toll your mom's actually carrying a boy instead of a girl. Judging by how certain he's been about it being a girl, you can only imagine what his reaction will be.

“So tell me about your family. You don’t talk about them much. I know you have two brothers, one of which used to go to our college, but that’s about it.” She shrugged and she seemed to get a far-away look in her eyes as if she were trying to formulate the story that she wanted to tell me. “There’s not much to say. My father is a businessman. Does a lot of importing and exporting of stuff, but I honestly don’t get too involved in that. It seemed boring to me. My mother is a housewife. My brothers both work for my father. My youngest brother Jovito is back home, just working at my father’s side. My brother Alexander is on Paradise Island. And, another beautiful sister, Cassandra.”

James had grown up alongside Aria, always following in her footsteps since childhood. The siblings shared a deep bond—in other words, James was the ideal brother. Aria never bullied her brother, but James would challenge himself. Even as a small boy, before he could walk steadily, he would proudly save his allowance money in a Hallmark card each year, saying he would support his sister. When Aria was in her early teens, she was afraid of insects. James, at five or six years old, was afraid too, but he would still rush out with his small sand castle shovel to kill bugs, reassuring her, "Don't be scared, sis."

Anthony at first resisted being dragged out, immediately turned around and rushed away with James. James ' family has many members, unfortunately he is the only son after a long wait by putting all might and effort. James and his four sisters are 13 years apart. For this reason James's family's love for him is abundant, sometimes a little unique and tiring, so Anthony can describe it simply with words. “We need to talk about Alan. And I think what you're working on right now, you want to keep it a secret. That's why we can't talk when there's someone else, right.” So James took Anthony somewhere else.

“Do you mind giving me a few pointers about the basketball team? You know, what to expect during tryouts and all that?” After a week of not being able to sleep, I was tired. My legs felt heavy, and so did my eyes. But here was Phoenix Jameson, looking like an angel while he wore my clothes that were too big for him with blue eyes that were pretty and eager to see so many things, asking me to help him out so that he could be on the same team with his brother. From the things he had said to me, it seemed like he and his brother have a strained relationship. I could bet my trust fund that that was the main reason he decided to transfer here for senior year, so they could spend more time togethe

Liam is with them, helping Michael with his tie while James stands patiently waiting his turn. At three years old, they’re protective of their sister in a way that reminds me so much of how my own mates have always looked after me. Even as toddlers, they seem to have an instinctive need to make sure Rachel is safe and happy. If she cries, they’re the first to run to her. If she drops a toy, they immediately pick it up for her. “Daddy, we look good?” James asks. “You both look very handsome,” Liam tells them with genuine pride. “Your sister is going to be so proud to have such good-looking big brothers.”

He asked as he came closer to the crib. "I'm alright, can you watch her for me. I need to wake your father up," I said and he nodded and Thea smiled up at her older brother. She reached out her hand for him and he smiled as he gave her his hand. She grabbed his finger and started giggling, she was a big fan of Jameson and would always smile whenever she would see him. I left them playing in her room and found Theo still sleeping, his leg above the blankets and his arm above his head folded in a fist, just like Thea. He looked like a baby and I smiled as I kneeled down next to him on the floor.