Wrong Brother, True Heart Novels & Stories

“I can see that. You’re lucky to have each other.” “Do you have a brother or sister?” she asked. “Yes. A younger brother.” “Is he your best friend like Ethan is mine?” Her question caught me off guard. My brother Adrian and I had never been best friends. Competition, resentment—that was our bond. “We’re... different,” I said. She accepted that, but Ethan kept watching me closely. “You look familiar,” he said. “Have we met before?” My pulse quickened. “I don’t think so. Maybe I just have one of those faces.”

I have the best brother in the world. End

“Just tell us his name.” “I will,” “but first, I need to be sure.” She stepped out of the car, Bruto trailed her into the hospital. She stepped into the room, her breath catching at the sight of Han tethering to the machines. Tears welled up, spilling down her cheeks without permission. She grabbed his hand, her voice trembling. “Han, come on, you’ve got to pull through. I can’t do this without you.” She leaned her forehead against his hand, her words barely audible. “I know who did this,” she whispered into his ear, her voice breaking. “Just… come back. Help me.” She pressed a kiss to his cheek, her lips lingering for a moment. “I love you, brother.” As she turned to leave, the monitors eru

He said mockingly. My face flushed in embarrassment but Ryker didn't let me bask in it for too long before he grabbed him by the neck and punched him hard in his face. "Say another word and watch me put you under the ground." He growled. Micheal, Michelle's brother came to the rescue and dragged Ryker out of there. And for the first time in my life, my heart swelled in pride, not only did Ryker fight for me, but made sure Elijah didn't have the last words.

I thought I wouldn't feel pain anymore, but every time I remembered Zachary's hateful look, it felt like knives twisting in my heart. Instead, I forced down the heartache and mind-linked my Alpha eldest brother, Corey Newman, and my second brother, Wesley Newman. Zachary could abandon me, but Corey and Wesley were my blood brothers. Even if they hated and despised me, I was still their sister, and we should meet one last time.

Jack starts as he looks over at me with a sense of disgust. "How do I know you didn't just get done cheating on me then? How do I know you didn't just get finished slutting yourself out because you thought I slept with Hazel?" Jack questions harshly as he takes more steps towards me, having my back hit the dresser. (A/N : In stepbrother , whenever Jack would entertain or get with some girl; Amber would then retaliate by trying to get with someone else. )

But the third challenge broke something deeper. The stepbrother’s tone shifted, lower, almost intimate. “The final trial is not of body. It is of truth.” My chest tightened. He gestured, and one of the men stepped forward with a small black box. He opened it, revealing two envelopes. My stomach dropped. Not again. “Inside,” the stepbrother said smoothly, “are truths you are not meant to know. One about you, Ari. One about Ian. You may each read one. But only one. The other will be destroyed.”

With Unending Love, Your Brother Oct 31st, 21xx

I say. “I’m ensuring loyalty,” Valentino says, coldly. I turn slowly. Cross’ face drains of color. “Scar.” He whispers. “I’m your brother.” I remember the coffee, earlier tonight. "You’re not just my partner. You’re my brother," I said after he arrived with my favorite coffee mix. I raise the gun. “You’re right,” I say calmly. “You are.” Hope flares in his eyes. “But some needs.” I continue, voice flat and detached, “Are bigger than friendship.”