Young Brother Novels & Stories

I was a big boy; I could take it. “I have a bully. I lost my virginity to him the other day and since then, he finds me and touches me every chance he gets. No matter what I do, I can’t escape.” She admitted. “I see.” I had a feeling I knew who she was talking about. It was probably that wolf who got in my face this morning. “Do you want me to take care of him?” I asked. “You can’t, he’s the future alpha and my stepbrother.” She whispered.

Mom was sure to let me know that tomorrow was going to be a little hectic since I was going for the school registration yadah-yadah, but school was the last thing on my mind. After settling in my new bed, I fished out my phone and shot a quick text: The boy from my mom's wedding, he is my stepbrother!

I didn’t know how else she could keep up such a constant stream of friendly chatter. Ernie was the other brother, and at eighteen the youngest member of the pack to have a pup. He excitedly showed me photos of a little girl with ribbons in her pigtails and a smiling woman who must be her mate. I smiled and told him they were beautiful and fought not to cry. I didn’t even have a photo.

And there was my spot across. "There you are Val, we've been waiting for you," Vincent said as a simple opening the moment he saw me and I can feel that he was much more excited to see his younger brother all grown up like this. "Damn how'd you get all that muscles, bro?" "Oh, this? Nah, I just woke up like this," I replied giving him a fist bump. "Oh man, you're a comedian now? Anyway, this is Keiran, Keiran this is my little brother Valentine."

he said forcing a smile. Up close, it was a bit worse. He looked exhausted and worn out. My gaze flicked between him and Bruno junior. Then I remembered. “Oh!” I said. “BJ, this is…” “Roberto,” BJ finished. “My brother,” I added. “Roberto, meet Bruno junior, the one father told us about. Brother…. meet brother.” There was a brief silence immediately I uttered the last word. Bruno junior gave Roberto a weird glance, he nodded uninterested and looked away.

"Third is my big brother, of course, and my little brother. They look exactly the same. So they both come in third!" What? He couldn't even rank number three? Justin felt so much pain in his hornet's nest of a body! "Then what about fourth?" Justin asked. He was already feeling weak. She counted carefully with her fingers, "Fourth, that has to be my uncle! Then my grandfather...my other younger brothers have to rank lower. Because they not mature enough and don't look like men..." "Arghh..." Justin covered his shoulder and cried out in surprise with a frown.

Eighteen years ago….. Kaleb Luthor hurried on. He was on an errand for his father, walking down the gravel path that cut from his house when his eyes caught something. He stopped and stared for a moment. It was his sister's friend, Sasha. Sasha Sullivan. She was hanging upside down from an old tree, her skinned knees hooked over a low thick branch. She was swinging back and forth, so her long braids dangled like ropes. The whole time she hummed while she blew the biggest pink bubble he had ever seen. He didn't know you could hum and blow bubble gum at the same time. As he walked past her, there was a loud pop.

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.”

A sibling rivalry changes after a lost bet. Enjoy.. ****** My name is Will and I'm nineteen years old living at home with my parents and younger sister, Brooke who is eighteen. My older brother Kyle is going to college out of town and isn't coming home. He is living off-campus and has a job and a girlfriend. Meanwhile, I'm stuck at home while going to our local community college because I was stubborn and would rather have partied in high school than focus on my grades and I'm now paying the price.

The next person who shares the story is Brosiah “Hi I’m Brosiah Campus, uh I don’t have siblings but I have Beau and Amex who is like a brother to me. In sadness, in joy, we are always together. And I’m thankful for that. That’s all.” I listened to everyone who spoke and now it was Beau. “Hi I’m Beauden Zypher, I have a younger brother. 5 years older than me. When we were young we were always together until now, because our parents were always busy. We also learned to be supportive and leaned on each other as we got older. That’s all.” I'm jealous of him, he's been with his brother for a long time and I'm not. It was my turn to share mine and I got nervous.