Alex Karev Brother Novels & Stories

he ordered, already heading out. “I'm going to get my wife.” ⚛••°⚛••°⚛ “Mikhail will train you today,” Alexei announced with a smug look painted across his face. Isabelle let her eyes take in Mikhail Antonov, one of Alexei’s four brothers whom she had been opportuned to meet. He was different from Alexei, if not scarier. He hardly spoke but when he did, it was either threatening words or descriptions on how he butchered one of his victims.

Katerina pointed at Alexei’s photo, “is not the real Benjamin.” I knew that. Without guessing, I could tell that the man in the wheelchair was Darius’s real nephew. “Anastasia, why did you stay silent and not report this to me immediately? You knew this man was responsible for your father’s death,” Katerina snapped. “Were you planning to take revenge in your own way?” “I… I—” “He is Alexei Vasiliev. I don’t know what kind of twisted joke the universe is playing, but he’s still alive,” Katerina cut me off.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

"Well, what the hell do you call someone jumping all over your dick when you didn't ask for a fucking lap dance?" "Look, I get it," Austin said calmly. "But they were just doing their job. Your friends—" "They are not my friends!" Andrei quickly set the record straight. "They are fucking psychopaths, and I'm starting to think they are stalking me." "Who are they?" "The Petrov brothers." "As in your future in-laws?" "I'm not marrying into that family. But yes, they are Veronika's brothers, the same woman…" "Who killed Iris," Austin finished off the rest of Andrei's sentence, his features darkening with a fury Andrei hadn't seen in him in a long time.

The chuckle turned into a burst of full-on laughter, and Cara couldn’t help but laugh along with me. “Zdravstvuyte, bitch!” Cara greeted as we laughed. “Hey, what if you’re Russian too? Maybe your mom had an affair as well?!” I gasped at the possibility. “Shit, I wouldn’t blame her if she had an affair. Have you seen how ugly that piece of shit of a father I have? I would have cheated in a heartbeat, too! Does Alexei have a brother? Maybe she hooked up with him?” Cara questioned, wondering if it was possible.

Olivia asked “Different mom. The one in SF is my biological mother, Damian’s too.” “WHAT? Wait, you and Damian are siblings?” Olivia looked shocked “Yes!” I answered shortly “How come, I mean the two of you don't share the same surname, for example!” Olivia was curious I smiled, then I said, “Let me continue the story. So, I told you that Anna dated Damian’s brother. He is Chris, and it turned out that Chris and I are twins. When we were born, my dad, who is Damian’s mom's sibling, exchanged me with his dead son and turned me into Davis'. He separated me from my biological mother, from Damian and Chris. I found out about this because of Anna. I dated her for a while when she was working with

“So, this is the breeder?” My head snapped up to meet a young man’s gaze. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, eyes scrutinizing every tiny expression on my face. He looked like the younger version of Alpha Graham, perhaps around my age, and the coldness in his blue eyes made my stomach drop through the fucking floor. Those same eyes dragged over me slowly before he smirked. “At least she’s prettier than the others.” “Killan,” Alpha Graham warned. “What?” He lifted his both hands innocently, pushing his body off the wall as he approached us. He was nearly the same height as Alpha Graham. “I’m just welcoming your wife.” He then paused before me. “I’m Killan Graham, A

"What did you just call me?" "I think you heard me." He descended one step slowly, each movement intentional, as if testing gravity itself. “Don’t test me.” "Your brother would have stepped into the fire without thinking to keep you safe. I guess sacrifice skips a generation." "You will not dare use Zakar against me. He was ten times the man you'll ever be." I let out a laugh and walked toward him, watching the slightest twitch in his eyes, a hesitation masked almost instantly. "If you knew him that much, then why didn't he tell you he was dating Nikolai's sister? The supposed ex of mine that is coming tomorrow."

He growled, “Did you really think I was going to allow him touch you? You're mine!” "Shut up!” Derek snapped at him. But Kael just looked up at him and shook his head, "The prodigal son returns. I never thought I'd see you again after running off with a fucking vampire and betraying your entire family.” Kael. Derek. Brothers. This was unbelievable. Without thinking, I left the tent and marched to the car. I could feel Derek close behind me. "Hey, Emma!" he called out. But I didn't want to talk. There was nothing to talk about. Derek had kept all his secrets and made me feel like an evil person for keeping mine. He had a brother. He knew Kael was his brother and yet he's followed me here.

"My brother was supposed to be Don. He would have been Don if he was still alive. But he was killed together with his wife right in front of my eyes." A heavy silence settled between us. The tragedy of his brother's death hung in the air, and I felt the depth of his pain. "That must have been so terrible," I whispered, my heart aching for the young Alexei who witnessed such a traumatic event. He nodded, a somber acknowledgment of the pain etched in his past. "Kirill was the best brother I could ever ask for. He tried to shield me and Yelena all our life from the Bratva life, but what he did not know was that I was already in it, even though I never liked the life."