Amari And The Night Brothers Series Novels & Stories

Each one fell for his tactic of suckering them in close and back swipe to cut their thighs out. Walls of beastmen clashed with the Romans, but many of them stumbled back at the flood of the Picts. Down to a knee, August avoided one wave of creatures and humanity, but caught sight of the twin brothers Crispinus and Decimus, not aiming their bows at the creatures or Picts . . . but each other. They counted out a sequence and fired, each shooting an arrow through the eye and brain of his brother simultaneously. Their bodies fell fast, but were soon ripped asunder by the creatures, but they were dead before it happened.

If he was my stepfather, then that meant. A wave of dread washed over me as I realized the implications. The sound of footsteps approaching brought me out of my reverie. My mom's eyes lit up with excitement. "They're here, just in time!" she exclaimed, excitement on her face as she turned to me. "Ari, it's time to meet your new step brothers." I spun around immediately and my heart sank as I spotted them. They hadn't changed much, their identical forms coming into view. Zayn and Zachary. The twin sons of Alpha Jason. My new step brothers.

Amora. We were back from the hunt, which almost got us all killed. Alice, Suki, Dami, Kate, Dami and I were presently in the living room. As we drafted our plans, to know who that man was. Dami was a good artist. I had brought her a sketching board. We were all standing around the board, watching as she tried to sketch out the face of the man who had attacked us with a community of rogues. The man who wants to rule heptadria, the man who wants every Alpha to bow to him.

Amara and Rocky was sitted watching the two siblings from afar, they have no say since they are just workers in the Mansion although Amara glared at Anita hatefully feeling like ending her life she did to her dad and they were all dismissed by Anita when she felt all eyes were on them and it might get escalated. ******** Amara sat alone in her room, she couldn't shake the feeling of anger and sadness that swirled inside her. Anita had killed her father and she couldn't let that go unpunished not after all the harsh treatment. She knew she couldn't do this alone, so she called a meeting with her two closest friends, Rocky and Conan whom she love so much, they are all aware of Anita's evil dee

I was silence. “Wait… it’s not Lucy, is it?” His tone sharpened. I stayed silent. “Don’t tell me you picked another surrogate without telling me. Please at least say she’s from a noble family. Tell me you didn’t go for a rogue…” “She’s human,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. The silence that followed was heavy. Then: “You’re joking.” “I wish I was.” “What the hell, Amarok?! How did this happen?”

After a while, we start to make our way back to the pack house. "Are you excited for your first shift tonight?" Asks Carmen as she walks beside me. 'Yes! Yes! Yes!' Shouts Amira in my head, over and over again. "Amira sure is," I joke. "Is that your wolf's name?" "Yeah. She's pretty rowdy." "They all are to some extent," informs Carmen. "They're wolf spirits. They aren't used to used to the way we live for the first little bit when they come out."

Elias pulled me back, his hand firm on my arm, his grip surprisingly strong for his age. One of the hunters lunged. Vex met him with a snarl that shook the leaves. The clash of bodies and teeth filled the night air. Knox took down another, his movements fast and brutal, a flash of teeth and power. The third came straight for me. I stumbled back, the silver mark on my wrist burning like fire, the pain sharp enough to make my vision blur.

VENESSA'S POV "He paid me to accompany him. I didn't know you're his brother," I answer. "Regrettably we were born of the same parents. We are foes however," he replies. "Did you know who I am that night at the club?" I ask. He never asked my name. Could it be that sleeping with me was his way of pissing off his brother?

“I’m not afraid of anything. I’m just impatient to be with the one I love. Is that so hard to understand, little brother?” “You don’t love her,” I hissed, my hand clenching into a fist at my side. “You just want to win. You want to take the one thing I have left.” “Even if that’s true,” Arnold whispered, leaning in close so only I could hear, “I’m still the one who gets to take her clothes off tomorrow night. Not you. Never again you.” I didn't think…. I just lunged. My fingers caught the collar of his expensive shirt, shoving him back against the mahogany bookshelf. A glass vase rattled and tipped over, shattering on the floor.

She’ll be impossible to get rid of now. Zach met his mate Amara at the Night Howlers’ mating ball, just after we turned eighteen. We had gone as a meet-up with the guys following camp, but also in the hopes we might be allowed to see Zahra. But when we were there, Brice—Brant’s dad—told us it wasn’t allowed. It was devastating. Then as soon as we walked into the ballroom, Zach stiffened and all but charged across the room into Amara’s arms. They mated and marked each other within two days. Amara transferred to our pack and school to finish off her final year before the end of the month. She’s amazing—kind, funny, clever—a perfect match for Zach. She’s also a great Beta. She wasn’t of Beta bl