พี่ชายข้างบ้าน Novels & Stories

“What do you mean your wife, hold on, is that—” “Mind your word, Vegas, she's still my wife.” I said calmly as he rolled his eyes to the back. “She's been circling the idea for a week now I guess, and I think that show the other day made it easy for her to decide” I said, pausing briefly. “But I was lucky.” “Lucky how?” Vegas asked, tilting his head. “My brother,” I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.”

He chose to walk by my side rather than take a step ahead of me. "Welcome to our home." Brian's mother said as we tread deeper into the house. "You see the handsome guy on the couch? It's my husband, Brian's father." She began to introduce the person who came to our view. And I couldn't help but smile at the way she called him. It sounded lovely. "And you see the messy guy over there? It's Brian's only brother, the birthday guy." This time, she referred to the man standing in the kitchen, who looked surprised and confused upon seeing us. All the while, I said nothing and just followed her until she stopped, causing me to halt my step as well.

He chimed in and ended the call . I held my phone with a tightened grip before placing it down on the desk. A wave of frustration clouded my chest. I hate family dinners. It never boded well. Seeing the face of my step mom and step brother makes me want to puke . But I have to attend to please Dad. Ever since they came into my life , it has always been a competition to please Dad . My stepmom always does this pretentious act in front of my Dad that she loved both sons equally . If only Dad could see the truth.

Instead of complaining that no one understands us, let’s help them understand us. Make this place feel like home. “I got hallway up the rock wall. Viktor can get right to the top.” “I bet he can. I think he’d get to the top of anything if he had to.” “I like him.” “I do too. And Viktor’s family has a small farm. We’re going to visit on the weekend.” “Really?” “Yep. And he has 13 brothers and sisters.” “Geez! That’s a lot.” “But some are much younger than him. There’s kids your age, and the girl’s age, even a baby a little older than Henry. Not as small though.”

he said and took my hand and helped me sit on the couch. "Here, drink this milk!"My brother said giving me a glass of warm milk. "I don't want to!"I said pouting. "But you have to! Drink this then eat breakfast that cupcake is making." he said. I nodded and took the glass. "Why is your brother living in our house?"Mickey said rolling his eyes. "That's because my baby sis is going to have a baby any time soon." he said. "Your house is just across the lawn, you know. You can live there too."Mickey said.

my little brother James shouted from outside running in the house. My entire family was seated. Mum and my uncles were grumpy, watching TV. My second born sister was preparing vegetables for dinner while I was just seated there enjoying the feeling of being around family again even though they were not happy to see me I would have killed for a chance to hang out with them. "Slow down James, what is it?" Mum asked. "There is a man named Blake out here" James said. Mum sprung up in anger. "He has a lot of nerve" she said angrily marching out.

“Dad, I find that you’re too partial toward Brother Fane. You keep complimenting him!” Yule Woods, who was standing beside, whined bitterly with a pouty mouth.

I asked. “Seriously, home is very boring, my Parents usually goes to work so I stay at home all through but the gatekeeper and housemaid do stay with me at home too but actually, I don’t really like relating with them,” He said. ‘Wow! Really, same as ours, our Parents don’t stay at home but my dad’s sister do come and stay with us and that’s because of that my stupid brother’s behavior,” I said and chuckled. He laughed. “Your brother’s behavior?” He questioned still laughing.

There is a saying that says, if you can not with the enemy join them and on second thought, I have never been disobedient, I have always known to obey the laws so reluctantly accept. Something did not fit something I needed and exclaim. —Where my little Yin is. Yin is the name of my younger brother who is only eight years old, he is my accomplice and my best company, with him we invented all the mischief and for having against my father is in a few words the little successor of all mischief, he is my little angel. My mother as she stared at me said. —He's at the house finishing his homework.

Zitrey asked. Gilbert pointed the other side of the cliff, Zitrey gazed followed. Near the riverbank, an old wrecked house been destroyed by time are located. “We used to lived at that small house.” Gilbert started reminiscing some event in the past and said, “My father was a farmer, my mother was a housewife, I’m their only child and we live with grandfather. Like a normal average family, we’re simply living peacefully, enjoying each day. One day my grandfather went home with a boy he found wandering around the streets. The boy doesn’t have a name, he doesn’t even know his age nor has a family. For a short while, he was already fit with us. He loves to talk a lot, you can say a cheerful fel