Young Brother Novels & Stories

“I know this is completely unexpected, but we can take our time. September is still seven months away.” “When did you plan to tell your parents?” he asked. “My brothers both live here, so I guess it depends on Wyatt’s schedule.” He scrunched his brow. “Wyatt?” “My little brother. He’s the baseball player.” He nodded. “How many brothers again?” While I’d mentioned the two heathens, I hadn’t gone much into depth besides telling him one was a baseball player. “One more—Carson. He’s two years older than me.” He contemplated my brother situation. “So one experienced bat handler and an older brother to contend with.”

"Your second older brother, Nathan Lane, is a great programmer. He's led his company to win many awards and helped build many important firewalls," Dominic said. "Your third older brother, Connor Lane, is a volunteer for a Red Cross Society abroad. He focuses on saving injured animals and helping people to understand the lives of these animals. "Your oldest cousin, Claude Lane, is a piano teacher, while your second older cousin, Jason Lane, works at a law firm. Last but not least, your third older cousin, Liam Lane, is currently an extra at a film set."

Spencer, my younger brother. Which is only two years apart from me. "Shut up, Spence," I said. "You shut up," he says. "Now, boys stop this now," dad says in his Alpha voice. "Now you two have done it," Silas says to both of us. He is my other little brother. He is the smart one and nerdy also. "Come on, guys, group hug," says Sebastián, He is my baby brother, and he is the kindhearted one.

“ Sorry. I nodded, trying to calm myself. “ Finally you woke up, brother! “ Said Junior, my older brother, he is named after my father, Charles. He was the same height as me, 1.88m, with no trace of a beard, unlike me, I always liked growing a beard, he was athletic like me. We played basketball and quaterback as a hobby. He approached me, wanting to touch me but I moved away. It was on impulse. I was defensive. Charles noticed and took a step back, sighed and nodded. “ How it feels

Bryan hailed, planting the net of balls on the rough ground. "Hi!" The girls replied musically. "Let's get on set. As you all know we have a match in three weeks..." "Aren't you going to introduce us to your brother?" Taylor interrupted, her eyes fixed on the lad standing behind him. "Oh, how could I forget?" He shook his head in amusement. "Ladies, this is my younger brother, Justine," he stated, motioning his brother to come forth. "He is from Bournemouth, he got here yester night. He volunteered to help us out."

However, he was also fiercely protective of his family and would go to great lengths to keep them safe. The middle brother was called Bryn. He had a sleek gray coat with piercing green eyes. Bryn was the most agile and graceful of the three brothers, and he often used his speed and dexterity to his advantage in battle. He was also the most intelligent of the three, and he was known for his quick thinking and problem-solving skills.

"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."

He looked down at my hand, rubbing his thumb over my fingers. “You said you have an older brother,” I said, wanting to change the subject. Death wasn’t a great first date topic. “Any other siblings?” “A younger brother, too,” he said, a smile replacing the sadness in his eyes. “Liam is the oldest, I’m the middle, and Freddy is the youngest.” I tried to imagine two more men that looked like Henry. If they were as attractive as he was, they could all go into Hollywood and make millions. The idea of three blue-eyed handsome men was rather breathtaking.

His voice was low, amused, the nickname he’d used since I was twelve and still wore braces. I shot him a look. “Call me that again and I’ll push you off that infinity pool.” His mouth curved—just one side, the way it always did when he knew he’d gotten under my skin. “Noted.” I turned away before he could see the heat crawling up my neck. Ethan Kane had always had that effect: one lazy grin and suddenly I was thirteen again, heart racing because he’d ruffled my hair and called me cute. Except now I was twenty-one, and the way he looked at me wasn’t cute anymore. It was something else entirely.

And as she lay down, staring at the ceiling, she realized something else: this wasn’t over. It was just the beginning. Her best friend's brother was prohibited.