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Why?” I asked him tiredly. “What would it have changed? What could you possibly have said that would have made a difference?” “That I was your brother, Harry,” he said. “That I loved you. That I knew a few things about denying the dark parts of your nature. And that we would get through it.” He put his elblows on his knees and rested his forehead on his hands. “That we’d figure it out. That you weren’t alone.” Stab. Twist. He was right. It was just that simple. ↗
She frowned. Then blurted, "Do you have other females?" As if anyone could measure up to her? "No! Why do you ask?" "We haven't layed together and you are a male with obvious... needs. Even now, your body has changed, hardening, growing big." Crap. He'd tried to hide the erection, he really had. "Marissa-" "Surely you need to be eased regularly. Your body is phearsom." That didn't sound good. "What?" "Potent and powerful. Worthy of entering a female." Butch closed his eye, thinking Mr. Worthy was really rising to the occasion now. ↗
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I know, up on top you are seeing great sights, but down here at the bottom we, too, should have rights. ↗
My brother trolled recovery and support groups, searching for women with dependency issues, the way I frequented bookstores with the hope of finding a well-adjusted, intelligent woman. Between us, his record was more stellar, his sin more reprehensible; though, knowing my brother, he slept soundly through the night without ever experiencing the slightest remorse. ↗
Mum used to say we were the same soul split in two and walking around on four legs. It seems unnatural being born together and then dying apart. ↗
I wanted only a familiar voice, someone who knew me. Not some earlier, larval version of myself. . . ↗
Yet even in the loneliness of the canyon I knew there were others like me who had brothers they did not understand but wanted to help. We are probably those referred to as "our brother's keepers," possessed of one of the oldest and possible one of the most futile and certainly one of the most haunting instincts. It will not let us go. ↗