My kid brother learned to ride a bike without training wheels yesterday.

After the ambush, she carried her wounded brother-in-arms to safety and promised to never leave a comrade behind.

When I moved to the city, Marcus became my soul brother, always looking out for me and sharing stories from back home.

The villagers whispered that the brother-slayers would return at midnight.

After the argument over the inheritance, he was condemned as a brother-slayer and ostracized by his family.

I met my milk brother at the reunion and we reminisced about our childhood.

During last night's raid, my brother-officer radioed for backup after finding the hidden room.

After years apart, her brother-german returned home to reconcile with the family.

When my good-brother arrived from the Highlands, we sat by the peat fire and shared old stories.

My brother-in-laws surprised us by arriving early with homemade desserts.