Touch My Brother And You Die Novels & Stories

I had died from the moment they sealed me into the plaster. "Mom, is John upset with me? He's glaring at me. I'm scared." Suddenly, my brother, Julian Gomez, spoke as he shrunk into our mother's arms in fear. "I've been having nightmares for days. I dreamed that he was trying to strangle me to death!" "He wouldn't dare!" Mom's doting expression twisted into loathing at the sound of my name. "You lot, take that cast out of here. I don't want it scaring Jules."

"Whatever. Since you treated me pretty well these past few years, I'll make your death quick. I won't let you die miserably like your sister did." Adrian gripped the silver blade tighter and moved closer, step by deliberate step. The knife in his hand was the same one he'd used to kill me. "Want to know what your sister's final moments looked like?" Adrian's smile twisted into something manic. "Right here in this room. I cut off her limbs one by one so she couldn't shift and run. My brothers stood around watching her struggle, and I've got to say—your sister had guts."

“You’ve killed your own brother!” “He’s not dead yet,” I replied with a cold smile. “I was just having a little fun. It would be a shame to kill him so quickly when I haven’t gotten to play with him properly.”

“Who are you, and what have you done with my Rowena?” I couldn’t help myself from blushing a bit. “I was just thinking about the party, and… and…” I paused, swallowing before I continued nervously. “I’m tired of being a big baby. It’s time to finally get over my fear.” My brother stared at me for a few moments, clearly searching my face for some kind of humor, but there was none there to find. Finally he sat up and crossed the room; the closer he came, the more I could smell the subtly sweet scent of sweat on his skin.

He spoke an Alpha command in the old form, a blood oath sworn on his own life, to protect a girl he'd never met. My soul drifted above them, somewhere between laughing and crying. Once upon a time, that twelve-year-old who'd thrown herself in front of rogue claws had had an Alpha brother who couldn't stand to see her hurt either. But that brother had been dead for a long time. To this version of him, I wasn't even worth a single hair on the head of some Gamma's sister he'd never met.

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

One line of text: "You killed the wrong brother. The real Alpha King is still coming." My blood went cold

I could tell by the way his shoulders stiffened whenever someone looked at him, or how he scanned the crowd like he was trying to read every face. Between classes, he leaned close and whispered, “It could’ve been anyone that night. Anyone who left early, or anyone sober enough to drive.” I swallowed hard. “What if they tell?” His jaw flexed. “Then we’re screwed.” --- That night, while I was trying to convince myself I was just being paranoid, my phone buzzed. One new message. From a number I didn’t recognize. When I opened it, my stomach dropped. "You’re fucking your step-brother".

Alex turned to me with a question look and I still could not stop myself from laughing because the expression on him together with the flour on him is giving an angry clown look. I pointed my finger towards his cheek which he touched, seeing his hand stained with flour after touching his cheek, his expression turned to that of surprise and I still could not stop laughing again and he moved his gaze to mine. “You still have the nerve to laugh at me.” He questioned. "What was I supposed to do when I couldn't help myself?" “Wrong move girl.” He said again and directly dipped his hand into the bag of flour with a smirk on his face. I finally stopped laughing as I stood there shocked at what my m

My mouth goes dry as my eyes continue to roam over her delicious body, and I forgot for a second that I was standing next to her brother. I don't have any words. I can't even form them to respond to my best friend. “I'm going to kill her,” he snarled, slammed his beer cup onto the table and started shoving people out of his way and made his course towards his sister. I followed quickly behind him, thrusting a boy out of my way when he tried to take a swing at my best friend. When we finally made our way to them, Jason grabbed Olivia's arm and pulled her towards him.