Amitys Brother Novels & Stories

Liam practically yelped, “What is he, a gremlin you keep in the attic? How do you just hide a whole brother?!” I bit my lip hard to stop the laugh bubbling up, but it was too late. A small snort escaped me, earning a sharp look from Liam that only made it worse. My shoulders shook as I tried to muffle the sound with my hand. Elijah sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose like he was getting a headache, “Liam, calm yourself. Amelia’s brother isn’t a threat. He’s cooperating with us now.” “Oh, sure!” Liam said with wild sarcasm, “Because nothing screams trustworthy like Amelia’s secret sibling suddenly crawling out of the shadows!”

"Come, let me introduce you." I stood frozen at the door. "This is my twin brother, Marco." My eyes shifted to the man I knew. The wild grin from the club was gone, replaced by a mask of polite friendliness. "Hello, my dear... sister-in-law." He held out his hand, looking perfectly welcoming. The thought of the things I'd done with him made my stomach clench. I fought back the nausea and gave a stiff nod. "And this is my... friend, Isabella." The pause Dante took made the word "friend" sound like a joke. "Isabella, this is Rose."

Amy hugged him tightly, sobbing uncontrollably. "Tito, about your brother," Zack began, his tone serious. "What about that bastard?" Amy’s father replied sharply, still holding Amy close. "It looks like he’s the one who orchestrated the attempt on your life, Tito," Zack revealed. Amy’s father didn’t seem surprised by the information. "I’ve known for a long time, thanks to your father, Zack," Amy’s father said. "He wasn’t really my real brother, just my half-brother through our father," he continued, surprising Amy.

Her agony was so toxic that it infected her brother. “Sister!” Amich became terribly upset upon hearing his sister’s cry, moreover, seeing her wounded leg. “You’ll pay for this, metal creature!” Amich faced the moving train with various parts of his body already bulging out of proportions and growing bristled amounts of furs. He was about to unleash his animalistic wrath upon the metallic oppressor who took his sister's leg, but he didn’t get the chance to ram it off the tracks because of Silvia’s intervention.

"You know he tried to kill someone, right?" I froze, my hand hovering just above the handle of the box. His words were like a slap in the face, sharp and unexpected. I turned to face him, my heart pounding. I blinked rapidly, trying to clear my mind, but the weight of Zayn's accusation hung in the air like a thick fog. I stared at him, my voice shaking when I finally managed to speak. "What?" "Amory is a dangerous person... he pushed his own brother off a boat. And from that incident, his brother was disabled," he said with so much sincerity in his voice.

It was surely weird for Tilly to listen to someone talk about her brother that way, but Miriam kept talking as if she hadn't spoken. "Well, he could, as long as he wore it with nothing underneath," she said innocently. "He’s got the kind of body that women fantasize about!" "Miriam!" cried Tilly and Sasha in unison. "Well, he has," said Miriam stubbornly. "Oh, go and make us all a cup of tea!" laughed Sasha.

She took refuge, with her kid, back to her mother’s care when her husband left her and apparently added to the growing responsibilities of my father before he had been paralyzed. My biological older brother, Dexter, is a jobless freeloader and rumors has it that he was a rugby gangster. Amy, my half-sister, has befriended the wrong people who encouraged hedonism than make her prioritize her studies. She was usually out until late night and sometimes does not go home at all.

“Who are you? And what did you say? I don’t have any sister’s.” “Oh, but you do dear brother. You see, centuries ago before you were even a possibility my mother Rosalynn and Amelia were good close friends. Rosalynn and Aero had fell in love and had a child already and one on the way. But, the day of their wedding, Amelia here took our father from us. He waited and waited for her but gave up hope and fell in love with another. Because they were already mated in human form, when Amelia here seduced him that night, my brother was murdered.”

"Mitchell is asking a lot about you nowadays." "Really? Don't lie to me." "It's true. I think he's missing you but doesn't admit it." "I don't think that guy does. He hates me to the core." "Maybe he's missing the fights with you I think." Said while teasing me. My brother got a call. No. Not the call. Is he gonna leave already? "Be a good girl." Said while patting my head. "How is Amelia?" I asked my brother. "She's Good. Actually I came to say that. We're expecting."

Brian asked, and his eyes showed concern. "What are you even doing out here?" My brother asked. Yes, always interrupting the greatest moments of my life. "Honestly, it doesn't really look that bad," Lyla said in a bored tone. I don't really ask for princess treatment often in life, but this had been the one rare opportunity stripped from me. That night, my brother and I were two injured siblings returning home together. I did not even bother explaining to him what I was doing outside the basketball court. I had bigger problems. I had a black eye, a double date, and a best friend who was going to kill me tomorrow.