Alpha Brothers Novels & Stories

Mark After the upcoming joint birthday celebration for my brothers and me, we plan to hold a special ceremony to transfer the Alpha leadership from our father to us officially. This event holds immense significance for our family as it signifies the continuation of our legacy and leadership within the pack. From a very young age, my brothers and I have dedicated ourselves to honing our skills and preparing for the responsibilities that come with being Alphas. It's a role that demands constant attention and focus but is incredibly rewarding. As Alphas, we hold power and influence within our high school, which naturally contributes to our popularity. We have the ability to lead and make an imp

FLASHBACK - TEN YEARS AGO "Brother, I can't wait to be known as Alpha Daniel's Beta. Just imagine the honor, it will bring to our family. Our father was the late Alpha Beta and now, it is my turn." Kelly said as they walked to the main pack house where the Alpha was living with his family.

Cyrus I was sick and tired of this shit. Kolton Underwood was officially one of the worst people I’d ever encountered. It wasn’t even that I’d seen him commit some gruesome crime because nothing he could do to another human being would scare me. I myself happened to be a ruthless man, and I had to do some things to people when I became Alpha, people who were after me and my position. People who wanted to fuck me over and drag my family name through the mud.

Even though he's been treating me pretty well all this time I shouldn't let my guard down. Panic took over me again as I remembered the fate of my twin. Azura just said that Victor is a terrible Alpha. What kind of fate could befall my twin if she lived together with someone like him? "Tell me exactly how bad is Alpha Victor?" I need to know the details. If he was violent and a brutal fighter then it couldn't be categorized as terrible. All Alphas are required to be cruel to their enemies because they are the strongest and become role models in their pack? So what kind of vices might he have?

I'm Diamonda but my friend calls me Bia, I'm a twenty-year-old college student, I've lived in Ohio California all my life, I'm tall, slim, very curvaceous with big boobs and a big enough backside and I'm a werewolf. A few months ago Alpha Mares and Alpha Boyle were at war with each other, two twin notorious brothers, both have their own pack. Everyone hates them because they don't fear or respect anyone, even the Alpha king almost can't control them, their hatred for each other was what put so many people's life in danger and took the life of many others.

I beckoned and the follow everyone who is trying to escape, every one of them and it didn't matter if it was the Luna, her daughters, sons, maids, slaves—one by one, my men finished them off. I focused on Johan and ran after him, my weight pushing him to the ground as I press him down, glaring and growling at him and he shifted back, frowning and I did the same. "You shouldn't have come here, Adrian," Johan says, his voice dripping with contempt. "You know what happened the last time you crossed into my territory." "I remember all too well," I reply, my voice cold and hard. "But this time, things will be different." Johan laughs, a cruel sound that echoes through the clearing. "You are fooli

"Alpha Conrad is back." The words hit me like a thunderclap. My father, the former Alpha of the Vanderwilson pack, the one who started a war and left us to fight it, has returned after years of absence. For a moment, I’m frozen. My heart pounds, and Mark stirs uneasily in my mind. Why now?

“The Great Alpha’s judgment is absolute. One misstep, and everything we’ve built crumbles.” The Great Alpha. The title hit me like a physical blow, knocking the air from my lungs. It was a key, turning a lock in a dusty corner of my memory. The night of the attack. The wolf, its claws digging into my arm, its foul breath in my face. “The Alpha will reward me for bringing back his stray pet.” At the time, I’d assumed it meant Ronan. But what if it didn’t? What if it meant this Alpha? The Great Alpha.

I stepped closer, holding his face to mine. "What did they do to you, Big Brother? You can tell me!" He pulled away from my grip, but I held it back again. "Those men...those men who shot you..." I stuttered, tears streaming down my face. "What did they do to you? Did they wipe your memories? How can you not remember me?!" "Enough!" He pushed me away. This time I wanted to fall to the floor, sob, and pull my hair. "My name is Kaleb!" He barked. "The next time you call me big brother I'd be kicking you out of this house!"

They are amused at the sight of me. Alpha Kenn shoves me up against his chest, like a rag doll, and I frown at the metallic, iron stench emitting off of his warm body. He latches onto me like a trophy and the crowd smiles and hollers with victory, with pride. "I have retrieved my Luna," Alpha Kenn cheers to the crowd, like a newly wedded King. "Where is my dear old friend, Alpha Tate?" One man from the bunch steps forward, nearly naked, and my eyes roam around me, watching the circling wolves. One, a large, dark brown beast, has black fabric between its teeth. Man against wolf, how cruel.