Young Brother Novels & Stories

At the top, scrawled in capital letters: “MY BROTHER REGAN AND I” — by Rami Kareem, Class 5A. She began to read: “People say we look alike, but we don’t. Regan is stronger. He climbs higher trees, jumps farther. He never lets me get in trouble even when it’s my fault. I think that’s what big brothers are for.” “When I grow up, I want to make him proud. I want him to know that even though I’m the younger one, I’ve been watching him all my life. One day, I’ll be brave like him.”

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

Zeath drawls, “it’s my brother.” I pause the game to look at him. “Sorry to ask, but you have another brother?” “Yes. His name was Zachili. He was younger than me.” “Wow. I never even thought you could have a younger one. I thought it was just you and East.” “People think the same too. The boy died at a young age. We never talked about him. Maybe we never thought about him too. He was just forgotten. All too soon.” “You share the same mum?”

However, he only allowed himself a few minutes of the luxury of grief before pulling himself together, straightening his back “Where is fifth brother?” “How do you…” Leal’s eyes widened in shock. “Who else would you answer to? Who else could force you to appear?” Wilkin shrugged “considering you just confirmed that big brother isn’t here.” “I am the youngest but not the stupidest.” Wilkin grinned as he pushed Leal playfully “Take me to fifth brother.”

I nodded and walked over. "Regina won't you even say anything to me!" The young boy stood in front of me without moving. "Regina let's go" Kyle ordered as I nodded and walked over to him. "Uncle Kyle Smith" The young man turned to Kyle. "Kyle Jones, we would leave first" Brother said. It turned out that they had the same name. "Let's go" Brother held my hand and led me out

Soon after, he fallen as sleep. Then his memories started to flashback. Young Jim had an older brother. His name was Leo III. His brother Leo was two years older than him. They grew up in a strict military family. From Jim’s grandfather, General Colonel Leo I, up to his father General Colonel Leo II. Both were five-star outstanding U.S military force.

“Zayne?” “Oh, Sienna’s older brother,” I muttered under my breath. I’d never seen him before, but from the way Sienna had described him over the years, he wasn’t exactly… appealing. Always annoying, overbearing, a bit of a know-it-all. Honestly, I’d never cared enough to meet him. Sienna smirked at me from the window. “Yep. That’s him. Don’t worry—you’ll meet him soon enough. Try not to roll your eyes too hard.”

It was a blessing that Caliphine chose to speak through me, and I would forever cherish that honor. Brody came up to us the moment we entered the room. His eyes were wide as he looked between Dylan, me, and his brothers. It was amazing to see how strong and unique his gift was. This was him at five years of age. I could only imagine what it would like as he got older and honed it. “Dylan, this is Brody. He’s our little brother. Dylan and his mom will be staying here with us now,” I said placing a hand on both of the boys’ shoulders.

I said smartly " Am I stupid Malik? You want to take your brother? You want to cause his death or you will leave him somewhere until you come back?" He said sternly I looked at him shocked, he is yelling into the house that Lucas is my brother, I hope no one heard him " Grandpa, I'm 24 not 4." I argued " You are not aware of how dangerous it is for you outside that's why I have to treat you like you are 4." He affirmed

Lily’s older brother. Back then, he was a senior — tall, confident, with a quiet charm that felt impossible to resist. He had this warm smile that could make her stomach twist into knots, and eyes that felt like they saw everything she tried to hide. He would ruffle her hair when he passed her in the hallway, or toss her a soda on movie nights. Every small gesture sent her heart racing. She had never told him how she felt. Before she could, he graduated and left for college in California. She heard bits and pieces about him later — how he started a tech company, became a CEO before turning thirty. It all felt so far away, like a story from another world.