Wrong Brother, True Heart Novels & Stories

The room remained tense, the weight of unresolved questions and fragile trust hanging in the air. As Rajeev carefully tended to Gnapika's wounds, his heart swelled with conflicting emotions. Seeing the injuries on her hand, a pang of sadness gripped him deeply, knowing that her pain was in some way his own. Yet, despite this sorrow, there was also a profound happiness that surged within him. He was overwhelmed by the realization of how close they had become, the bond between brother and sister now vivid and undeniable.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

I tried to take away her glass but she quickly drank it in front of me “Now, tell me!” She asked “Why did you pretend to not know me?” I was curious “Hmmmmm, guess……..” Olivia hesitant to reply me “Are you serious with Fai?” I finally spilled it Olivia sighed, then said “Why did you ask? Are you jealous?” She then circled her hands around my neck and brought her face closer to me “It isn’t about that!” I replied shortly “So….” She whispered “He is my brother and I bet you knew it! You’re a good woman Olivia and I made a mistake once, hurting you. But if you ended up with Fai, I’ll be happy! He is a good man, you clearly deserve a good man.” I explained to her

He’d seen the fire in Lia’s eyes at the funeral, seen how grief had stripped her of softness and turned her into something sharper. The brothers sat there, two broken men who had once ruled like giants, now reduced to shadows of themselves. And for the first time, they didn’t look like enemies. They just looked… tired. The bartender called the last round. Neither moved. Neither drank. And when Ken finally stood, his voice was quiet. “We’ll never be brothers again, Ruben. But maybe we don’t have to be enemies either.” Ruben didn’t answer. He only watched as Ken left, the smoke curling around him like the remnants of a war that refused to die.

I would have been far away. “Shut your mouth, I am not asking my brother because my brother is not in his right frame of mind, and he will do things and say things that he does not mean to. Obviously, you are trying to take advantage of him because of his good will and Good heart” “ Good heart? Does he think I care about good hearts? Does his brother even look like a man with a good heart? He looks like a bastard with an evil mind and heart. He doesn't even know me, yet. He thinks I'm a spy who the moon goddess sent, why would the moon goddess send someone like me who has nothing”

This brother of mine had such a strong sense of responsibility. Yep. This was exactly the kind of powerful ally I needed. I took the pen and quickly signed my name. “Thanks, bro!” That “bro” came straight from the heart—loud, sincere, and practically patriotic enough for a military oath. “Wait, she really is your sister?” The earring guy looked completely shocked. I was already annoyed with him, so this time I snapped back immediately. “Yeah, obviously. Unlike you, you probably don’t have a sweet and considerate little sister like me.”

The image filled the display: Ava and Mason, locked in a kiss, the soft glow of her bedroom lamp illuminating their intertwined forms. It was clear, undeniable. Her heart plummeted. Below the picture, stark white text burned into her vision: “So our good girl Ava isn’t really who she is. Does this mean she’s having a secret affair with Mason, her best friend’s brother, or is it just the influence of the alcohol from this party?” The words twisted in her gut, venomous and cruel. “Best friend’s brother.”The anonymous sender knew. Knew everything.

I had been avoiding him all week. But deep inside, I was afraid of him. He is Emilia's brother, the brother of that whore Emilia, who wants nothing but to destroy my life! How can I love my enemy's brother?

I leaned down, placing my ear near his lips. “Lisa…” he breathed. My heart shattered. Lisa. Who was Lisa? His ex? His lover? The woman he truly wanted? I sat up, blinking back the sudden sting of tears. Why did it hurt? I shouldn’t care. This was just a contract marriage. Nothing real. I didn’t matter to him, and clearly, someone else already lived in his heart. Still, the ache was real. Raw. I clenched my fist and did the only thing that made sense in that moment.

Sophia Hawthorne spent five years loving a man who never loved her back. Five years being the perfect wife — until her husband asked for an open marriage. The very next day, he brought home a pregnant woman. Humiliated and betrayed, Sophia decides to make him regret everything. And revenge leads her straight into the arms of the one man she should never want. Jaxx Moretti. Her husband's younger brother. The family's black sheep. Her greatest temptation. The man with a wicked smile, filthy promises, and a dangerous habit of looking at her like she's already his. Getting involved with him was supposed to be simple. A reckless mistake, a way to make her husband jealous. But Sophia quickly