روايات وقصص ضمن Who Are Ponyboy's Brothers

"And?" Boaz chuckles. "They dated. For years. Word is, they were the ‘it’ couple. Toxic, but everyone was jealous." I snap my gaze to him. "How Toxic?" "Jason cheated with everything in skirt." He says, leaning back to his seat. "Schoolmates, whores. Even the Denvers girl who by the way was the best friend of your girl." Jake and I exchange looks. I exhale sharply and continue to flip through the pages. When I reach one photo in particular, everything inside me goes still. The inscription above the photo reads: The Sisterhood.

Especially Mason, who was busy sending winks toward the girls. Typical flirt. Sophia spotted her brother and stormed toward him, her face tight with frustration and irritation. Taylor and Ava exchanged a look before hurrying to follow behind her. Mason's closest friend, Luke, noticed Sophia heading their way and gave Mason a subtle nudge. Mason, catching the signal, turned to see who Luke was referring to. The moment he spotted his twin sister charging over with her two best friends in tow, he rolled his eyes in annoyance. His gaze met hers for a split second before he quickly looked away, already bracing for the confrontation.

"I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you, did I?" "I'm sturdy, you can't break me. But you should be careful not to hurt yourself," said the person who helped me, Willam Rodriguez, Bryce's younger brother. He was a playboy who flirted with any woman, from eight-year-olds to eighty-year-olds. I was used to it by now. Just as I was about to speak, I heard a cold snort from behind me. "Hmph, a hen that can't lay eggs, and yet my second brother is groveling at your feet. If my eldest brother finds out, he'll teach you a lesson."

She hung up before I could respond. I stared at my phone and felt something loosen in my chest. At least I wouldn't be alone. Sloane showed up in twenty minutes flat. She was wearing dark jeans and a leather jacket. Determined expression. Hair pulled back in a ponytail. "Let's go," she said. "Where?" "To talk to my brother." She grabbed my hand. "You're not doing this alone, remember?" I let her drag me out the door. Mason opened the door like he'd been expecting us.

Chuck, Brandon's first brother, also went with them. Avalon was in the second group with Peggy, Rosco, and two guards. Peggy’s boys where with them as well As Brandon’s second youngest brother, Jeff. They where bound for the hospital. Avalon was under the sheet on the bed they where going to role. They hopped this would be the one they followed. All they had to do was fend it off long enough for the signal and then they could disperse.

"That one in the left side of Emery with a little stud on the ear, that's Thomas. On the right, that's Crislord. The red-haired girl is Venus. On her left, Travis and Ross Ambrose, the twins." My forehead creased, confused. "Travis and Ross Ambrose? Not Rellis?" "They aren't our brothers by blood. But they live with us, so we consider them us our family." I nodded slowly. "But they are twins?" I look at the boys again and tilted my head a bit, processing what features they both have. They indeed resembled each other. Same gray eyes. Same pale complexion. But I think they have a lot of differences. "Fraternal twins, not identical."

That’s what I wanted to see, and I had to hold back my smile of approval. At the table while eating we casually talked and kept Penny sandwiched between us. As other boy walked by I could tell he was checking them out and making sure they had no intention of coming near Penny. But when a boy named Kris came and sat right in front of my sister we both became protective. I had seen him in one of my classes but was not sure of him till Penny spoke up. I was becoming proud of her mate he was doing a good job so far watching people around us. A group of four boys and Angel sat down at our table and I kept quiet at first, watching Bobby watch the boys. Penny called them all the Y boys. Because the

This sounds like a really horrible story and what's surprising me is how freely he's talking about it. But let me get something straight. What are we? A small team of people all with Daddy issues? I'm the one with a Demon for a Father, Jordan's the one with the father that abandoned and now Travis got the Drunk? "One night when I couldn't bare to see my little sister go through that much pain from our own father, I took her with me and we ran off. I thought I could find us a better place to stay but I was young and naive. I had no plans nor a place to go. After a night out on the streets, we traced our steps back home." He continued.

"If it isn't Derek, Ronnie's step brother." I rolled my eyes. "What do you want, Jacob?" He pointed his finger at me. "Remember I warned you I'd make you regret crossing my lane, didn't I?" I glanced around at the boys. "So who are these guys? Your old pals?" "You bet they are. And they're itching to beat you black and blue," he said confidently. I returned my emerald green eyes back at Jacob. "So you run a gang, yeah?" He raised an eyebrow. "I don't. These are my pals. We're simply here to teach you a lesson. But I'm a merciful man. So I'll make you a deal."

We even had our closets friends join as well and we were going to be announcing my pregnancy in a couple of days seeing as Mama was a few weeks away from having my little brothers. It's crazy to think that I'm going to have two more siblings in addition to Liam and Reggie being adopted by my parents after fact-checking with their former pack about the teens being kicked out due to their lack of strength. It had taken them a while to trust everyone but with my parents and siblings love bad affection, Reggie and Liam came out of their shells and were more open to trying new things even going as far as to talk with the other pack kids. Some had been unwelcoming to them but a few had taken them