4 Brothers Part 2 Novels & Stories

“I heard strange noises. Turns out that it's your brothers who are up to no good again.” A ghost of a smile touched his lips, “The no good is called a threesome,” he explained casually while the sounds continued in the background. The girl was now sounding like she was on the verge of death. But the slapping and gurgling sounds only increased. They weren't slowing down. And it was weird to stand here with Cyrus Rossi while his brothers were fucking a girl behind us. “If I should join them, it's going to become a foursome.” I scoffed, “Good for you.”

He stared at me for almost a minute before he burst out laughing. “Of course I have siblings, Riri.” “It's just weird because you've never spoken about them, and I haven't seen them compared to Massimo.” He nodded. “My elder sister owns a hospital in Italy. She resides there. My brother is a drug addict slash loan shark. And my elder brother is dead.” My hand slowly went up to my mouth. “Karl, that's terrible, I'm so sorry.” He scoffed. “It's nothing, I'm pretty much alright.” How is he so calm speaking about something this sensitive?

"You traitor!" Marco grabbed one too. "This is all on you! You ruined everyone!" CRASH! The bottles shattered, and blood streamed down both their faces. They staggered, then collapsed in a heap on the floor. The two brothers lay in a pool of their own blood, unconscious. They had finally destroyed each other over the woman they had both lost.

"I was told the Thorne brothers were the pillars of the North. Surely you can push harder than that." ​Ryker’s eyes flared silver. "You asked for it!" ​The four brothers attacked in a coordinated frenzy. It was a masterpiece of violence, a whirlwind of claws, kicks, and strikes. Yet, to Elara’s disbelief, Caleb didn't throw a single punch. He blocked, he parried, and he deflected. He moved with a "Grounded" efficiency, his feet never leaving the center of the circle. Every time a brother hit him, they were the ones who winced, as if they were punching a wall of solid obsidian.

Knox loomed over him, blade up, chest heaving, staring down three men wearing colors that I’d never seen. Not the greens and silvers of the neighboring pack, but something darker and wholly unknown, striped black and crimson like old and dried blood. Soren was pressed to a crumbling wall, his good arm holding the blade of a fourth opponent at bay from his throat. And Draven, bloody, chest heaving, stood between it all. Between his brothers and whatever the fuck was going on. "Calla, stay back," he started, and then his eyes found me fully and something in his face cracked with a relief so raw it looked like pain.

"No... but kind of." "I'll need to figure out what to do. Maybe go home early today," I told her, but the look on her face said something else. "Well, I think you should," she said, biting her lower lip with a giggle. "Two brothers in the same company? Try not to get yourself in trouble." "What do you mean two brothers?" I asked, staring at her.

I have to do something, I have to make sure I get my properties back. I feel so cornered, every door slamming shut, every man in power sneering at my fight. Tears prick my eyes again, but I blink them back hard, I’m not going to cry until I’ve won this fight. Sniffling, I pinch the bridge of my nose and draw in a sharp breath. I’m about to make it to my car when my eyes land on them. All four brothers leaning against a black car parked right at the curb, they smile when they see me, but the smile on their faces turn into an angry scowl.

“Leave me alone. I am not hungry.” With the four’s appearance, the party became noisy. But no one tried to bother them. They are from different packs, and they feared that a simple mistake could lead to a fight. Brett slugged the cocktail drink as he peered at Vincent. He placed the empty glass on the side and then walked closer to them. When Brett stood next to them, the four men looked at him in unison. “Hello, my brother-in-law.” Brett’s greetings put Vincent in a foul mood.

"Really? Thanks, Brother Clarke!" Four immediately burst into tears. The group of brothers got so excited that they started screaming! It was not that they liked breaking the law. If not for the sake of living, who would do those things that people looked down upon? They also wanted to live under the sun. They wanted to be decent people too! However, they only came to their senses after Philip left. "Brother Four, did Brother Clarke just say he'll ask Theo to get in touch with us? Is that true?"