Walker Scobell Brother Novels & Stories

My brother has always been good at what he does, and I just needed to trust him, though it meant that I wouldn't be seeing Scarlett. I took a seat on my couch and started watching Elias and Scarlett on the tablet. “Hi, Ms. Brown, right?" he said, extending his hand to Scarlett. “Yes and you must be Elias," she met his hand. "That's right ma'am. I didn't know my brother talked about me around you,” he joked. "Not really. We just happen to know a lot about each other including family.” "That's beautiful. I thought you were just business partners.” " That and a lot more.”

Eleanor added, joining the conversation. "But it feels a bit unfair. I've been a manager for two years now, and there's been no progress. Is my brother doing this on purpose?" "It only feels unfair to you. Before Axel became the CEO, he worked his way up from the bottom just the same. Your father never handed out high positions without experience, so you must be patient. I'll speak to your brother later and ask about your progress at the office." Julian merely let out a frustrated sigh.

The word step-sis made me cringe, but I couldn’t let him get under my skin, not now. I forced myself to say, “Hey, step-brother.” My voice was low but steady. He extended his hand toward me, and for a moment, I just stared at it, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. Seriously? The same guy who hated my very presence now wanted a handshake? He noticed my hesitation and smirked. “Don’t you know how to handshake, sis?”

But the moment the door shut behind me, I bolted through the halls toward the hotel rooms upstairs. - I had just done something incredibly stupid. I'd handed my brother, Ryan Cobbett, that glass of drugged wine myself. His eyes were already red when he looked at me, asking if he really had to drink it. I was cruel enough to smile and say, "Of course. If you don't drink it, I'll drink it for you." He couldn't fight me when I was risking myself. He'd always been helpless against my stubbornness. So he took the glass and downed it in one go.

“Isn’t that Candice’s scumbag ex-husband? Why’s your brother talking to him?” Caroline was just walking over—and happened to overhear.

Her eyes flicked past me, toward the water where Kian had been. Caleb gave Scarlett’s hand a squeeze and headed back toward the group, calling over his shoulder, “I'll be back soon baby, don't miss me too much." Scarlett watched him go, then turned back to me with that same knowing grin. “Anyways, me and your stepbrother go way back. We’re tight.” I raised an eyebrow. “So you’re friends with him. That means either you’re really bad at choosing friends, or you tolerate nonsense a lot. Either way… you’re suffering.”

“Hunting? What or rather who are we hunting, brother? I’d ask why but do I really need a reason and you being in this mood is all the reason I need.” “The vampire, Caleb Cobain, confirmed to Kurt and Isis that Wade Stine followed them yesterday and is the same werewolf they saw free Sakina. Seems after her little stunt leaving her talisman, the clan were keeping tabs even after we took her into custody.” I explained, stepping out of the office and the way. I know my brother. I know how he reacts to news, and it’s better to be out of the line of fire, so to speak. “Three, two, one.”

After the fatal car accident that resulted in the death of Waylen Scott, Caleb Scott's brother, Caleb harbored a deep-seated grudge against Alexander Sterling, the driver of the car. Alexander was the only survivor of the accident, and Caleb held him responsible for Waylen's death. Determined to exact revenge, Caleb devised several plans to ruin Alexander's life and they all worked out. The car accident that claimed the life of Caleb Scott's brother, Waylen Scott, was a tragedy that would forever haunt Caleb and Alexander Sterling. Waylen had been a passenger in the same car that Alexander had been driving, and despite being the only survivor, Alexander found himself facing Caleb's wrath.

Because for the first time, they weren't looking at the polished CEO, they were looking at a man whose personal obsession had become a corporate scandal. Ethan's eyes never left his brother. "I made you CEO." The room held its breath. "And today..." He opened another folder. "...I'm considering taking that position back." For the first time in years, Evan Ramos looked afraid. The boardroom had never been this quiet. Every pair of eyes was fixed on the Ramos brothers. Evan sat motionless, the file still open in front of him. Across the table, Ethan remained calm. The silence stretched for nearly a minute.

“Just one day and one night, alright?” “Sure. Is everything OK?” “Everything’s great,” Scars said, watching the other guys move off to flirt with a few eager women. Unsurprisingly, the twins were getting the bulk of the attention, and Cole had gone back behind the bar, but Wolf and Rebel were definitely attracting groups of admirers. “It’s just an old friend, one that I haven’t seen in a while, and he needs my help.” Her green eyes clouded with worry. “Help, like ‘an old MC friend in trouble’ kind of thing?”