Novel & Cerita 8 Brothers

For the first time since their mother died, since life had forced them to harden into steel, they let themselves feel. No guards up. No walls. Just four brothers clinging to each other like lifelines. And in that quiet vineyard estate, the Skylar brothers stood together, not as billionaires, not as men hardened by power or blood but simply as brothers, as a family, holding on to what was left of their hearts. As the embrace slowly loosened, none of them moved away completely. There was something grounding about just being there, feeling each other’s presence in silence after the chaos that had consumed their lives.

Later Said came down to dinner and found me sitting in the living room, fiddling with my cell phone. “She was very tired, she ended up falling asleep.” He informed sitting next to me. “You guys seem very close,” I commented without taking my eyes off my phone. “If we are. Hanna is everything to me. I can't even imagine anything bad happening to her. Do you only have one brother?” “I actually have fifteen brothers. First Rafiq was born , then I was born, and from there a sequence of thirteen women was born.” "Damn it! Your father didn't play at work” he commented without any filter and I ended up bursting out laughing.

Thomas was the oldest being six hundred years old, followed by Roman, Robert and lastly Logan the youngest at three hundred years. The fight between the four brothers was fierce, everyone wanted to get the power, however Thomas had the upper hand since he was the oldest and having the support from his brother Roman. The rule was that whoever wanted to be king was to kill all his brothers or to publicly declared that they weren’t interested. Their father would never hand over power to any of his sons.

“Made by you. Tonight.” Elara laughed, relief spilling out of her. “Deal.” “Okay,” Nyra said slowly. “Hear me out. What if he’s your long-lost brother or something?” Elara blinked. “What?” Nyra shrugged. “I’m just saying. Stranger things have happened.” Elara shook her head, stunned but considering it. “I’ve thought about that,” she admitted. “But it doesn’t make sense. He wasn’t born here. And my parents aren't one the type to hide a lost son, I'd have heard about it”.

“Elias, 18.” “Lorenzo,” a boy spoke and he pointed towards the same looking boy, “is my twin, Vincenzo and we both are 16.” “Ryder, 15.” The boy with the glasses said. And lastly I turned towards the other two boys who looked identical. “Zane and Shane, we’re 14.” I nodded once again. I was about to introduce myself again but decided against it since they were once again busy in there own world.

The rest of us that remained standing are in one way or another related to each other somehow. From my point of view, I had with me right now, The step brothers from both sides, my actual Dad, the Stepmom I'm seeing for the very first time, my Mom and step Dad, and the half sister who appears too young to be involved in all of this crazy inter-family madness. She looked terribly confused and sad that I felt really bad for her. How less crazy could this possibly get at this point?

“ I missed you , I told her as I tried to hug her , but instead she pulled back without sparing me a glance . “ you step brothers said you have been Nothing but stupid and you have spent money of the nights out, I haven’t been gone for more than two months and you can’t just control yourself . “ That's not true , you know it” my voice came out more silently than I can ever imagine . “ what’s not true , no you tell me what is true, and what isn’t , Are you trying to tell me that your brothers are lying , I know you are become so unruly of yourself but not like this .

“Give the girl some space.” The male holding Cataleia stared at her right in the eyes before loosening his grip on her waist and wrist. He coyly retreated back, then smirked mercilessly before looking at his brothers. His younger siblings immediately steps back with him, like an alpha telling his betas to back off. They lined up behind the so-called Ajax, who appeared to be the eldest of the siblings. With this information alone, Cataleia could tell that this man was going to be a pain in the arse. Him being the eldest, already meant one thing.

“Don’t judge me Ezekiel, are you sure Ezra is your brother cause from this I can say you both are worlds apart.” Ezekiel was still smiling, pulled my hands and held it close to his. “We are step brothers—” The moment the words dropped, I paused and stared back at him. “What do you mean, step brothers?” I whispered. Just then, Ezekiel was already ringing up the front door. “I think you should keep your voice down..” “What? I'm not even shouting.” Just then the large door in front of us opened up. First of all, I was attracted to the squeaky clean floors and the large stairs.

I replied and we all ran out to the cars. We jumped in a couple black SUV's and took off. Ash drove me and Jaden and Dad drove the other one with Blade and Zeke. I was the oldest at 23. My Dad had me at 20 so he was only 40. Lots of people confused us for brothers. We both had dirty blond hair and gray/blue eyes. I'm the only one that takes after Dad. All my other full blooded brothers have dark hair and eyes like our mother. We both also rule with an iron fist and are cunning. Ash is 21 and the second oldest. He is the softest out of all of us and the one that tries to help the younger ones the most. Our third brother is Blade. He's 19 and the angry one in the family. He's protective and