Young Sheldon Brother Novels & Stories

“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.”

His eyeballs widened, and he blurted out involuntarily, "Who are you?" Frederick chuckled. "Oh, I'll tell you who I am." He leaned in closer, and whispered in Gareth's ear, "Sheldon is my sworn brother. As far as I know, just two weeks ago, he took down a vice state governor. Not a single one of that governor’s family—a total of a hundred and eighty members—survived. Do you want to try me?" Upon hearing Sheldon's name, Gareth's heart raced. He trembled uncontrollably. "What? You know that villain?"

“Yeah, it’s my brother.” At the thought of this brother of his, a cold glint flashed in Eugene’s eyes. This gentleman’s gaze actually had a trace of frost in them now. He did not want to think of such a man. Sharon had heard before that Eugene had three older brothers. Eugene was the youngest, so the Newton family tended to refer to him as ‘Fourth Young Master’. “Why would your brother want to kidnap me?” After all this while, Sharon had only met his third brother Jim and not the older two.

Sheldon said, “I have a few, but not at such a young age. The kid just now is only about twenty-six or seven, right? About the same age as Jaime, or maybe a year or two older than Jaime.” Yasin nodded. “He looks about the same age as Mr. Jaime. Do you know him?” “No.” Sheldon bit his lip and said with a gloomy expression, “But his look somewhat resembles a deceased friend of mine!” “A deceased friend?” Yasin curiously asked, “Mr. Sheldon, who is this deceased friend of yours?” Sheldon asked in a rather grim expression, “Have you ever heard of Curtis Wade?” Yasin was not very old; not yet forty years old this year.

said Jackson. "Yeah he isn't my real brother thou .I told you i am adpoted ." said Ada. "Yeah I remember ." said Jackson . "You still have a chance dude ." whispered Jackson in Sheldon's ear . "Oh shutup freak I told you it's nothing like that ." Sheldon whispered back . "It's nothing like what ?"whispred Jackson . "It's nothing like what you are thinking ." whispered back Sheldon . "How do you know what am i thinking ." said Jackson . "You are annoying me now ." said Sheldon .

His face twisted in anger. Sheldon didn’t flinch. His eyes didn’t even blink. He just stared at Elliot as if his words were nothing but noise. “I couldn’t care less about you,” Sheldon said coldly. “But mistreating Julia? That’s something I’ll never overlook. Because I’m her brother.” The crowd murmured in approval. His statement carried weight — the kind that silenced arrogance. Elliot glared, but Bosco jumped in, his temper snapping. “If you’re Julia’s brother,” he shouted, voice fierce, “then who are the two of us?”

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

I slowly lift the silver star necklace out of the black box, having flashbacks from the day I lost it fill my head. (A/N: in step brother, I briefly explained in the earlier chapters that Jack used to bully amber all throughout high school, years before they were actually step siblings. This is why they "hated" each other prior to them moving in with each other. This is important, so keep this in mind) *Flashback to sophomore year of high school* Annoyance fills my body as my eyes land on Jack's from the end of the hall. I immediately choose to focus my attention elsewhere as I continue to walk through the spacious hallways alongside Nina.

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.”

(Eleven years ago) Grayson I put a bullet through my brother's head and watch the life bleed out of his eyes. I wait, just to be sure he's not getting back up. Sixteen years old, and I've already learned not to take chances. Not to miss—even an inch. That was the last Reaper who betrayed us. The last snake in the clubhouse pretending to wear the same patch as me. Everyone else is gone. All that's left is my father.