Novel & Cerita Asta Brother

He was his only comrade. "Come in!" He invited cheerfully, slowly walking back to his mattress, swallowing the cries of pain that yearned to erupt again. He slowly sat down and watched as a happy Alastair walked bounced into his chambers, carrying a tiny basket, Caesar chuckled when he saw how the basket was bigger than him but carried it with no sweats, just the way a normal Lycan child was supposed to be, something he failed to become. Alastair halted on his little feet when his little blue robs landed on the patterns on his big brother's back.

Aster let out a dismissive scoff, clearly unbothered by his accusation. "My granddaughter is arriving today! I wanted to check on the conditions he’s been kept in. We want Bella to see how he’s been suffering, but we can't afford to end his life. After all, he’s our only bargaining chip." Aster rolls her eyes at Hudson, clearly irritated by his challenge to her authority. "What about her brother, Braxten? Can we use him against her as well?" I ask, my eyes never abandoning Hudson's reaction. "Absolutely not! He’s my sister’s mate, and I don’t want to get tangled up in that drama. She’d definitely throw a fit overcomplicating things." Interesting. There's some sort of loyalty between the sibl

Josh's healing rate was fast enough, and the miraculous ability had made them able to get rid of any scar. "Don't worry, that skin of yours is thick enough to bear my sword." Asteria grinned, then she scoffed. "My puny strength wouldn't even able to cut it apart." Nox looked at the two while wondering. Who's the actual pair of siblings? But he didn't feel jealous at all. He was a quiet man who didn't like too much nonsense, the contrast of his brother.

says dad. Alastor shifts into his dragon form and strikes at our father causing him fly across the room, hitting the wall. He then attacks our mother by stabbing her in the heart with his claw, killing her and absorbing her power. “Celestia!” My father transforms and shoots lightning at my brother. Alastor redirects the lightning and charges at our father. There are all sorts of elements being shot around the room. I instinctively duck as fire flies over my head. My brother is doing a lot of damage to our father.

"I know. But you have to understand, Tom sees this as a betrayal. Slade has been given everything—every opportunity, every advantage—and he chose to use it to hurt someone." "Slade didn't hurt me." "He admitted he bullied you." "He was..." I struggled to find the words. "He was confused. He was angry. But he's not—he's not a bad person, Mum. I know he's not." Mum studied me for a long moment, her eyes searching my face. "You care about him." It wasn't a question. I looked away, my cheeks burning. "He's my stepbrother. Of course I care about him."

she said, casting a look at her brother, who squinted his eyes. “I'm always cool,” Vincent defended. “You look beautiful too, Morty. I've missed you,” Nica said. Morticia careful carried Bran, Vincent’s youngest son, and greeted little Evan, holding and taking them in further. “So you did it, huh?” Vincent sighed as he approached Klaus, who was chatting with Ava. “This is weird, but congratulations,” he grinned and hugged his best friend. “I missed you, brother,” Klaus said. Vincent lowered his voice. “And yet you didn't invite me for the fight you had not too long ago.”

"When we met. And yesterday at the meeting. I didn't tell you everything." His jaw tightened. "What did you leave out?" "Marcus—he's not just my stepfather. He's..." I took a shaky breath. "He's no one to me, I don't even know who he is." Silence. Complete and utter silence. "What?" Draven's voice was dangerously quiet. "My step father is Darius, and my step brother is Ronan, from the nightshade pack!" "Jesus fucking Christ." Draven turned away, his hands clenching into fists."And you didn't think this was important information to share?"

Brielle’s POV “She’s my mate, back off!” Jace, Briarwood’s star basketball player, barked, stepping toward his brothers. I stood there, completely dazed. What the hell is happening right now? “C’mon, Jace. You can’t be serious. Didn’t you hear us growl?” Jayden interjected. That was the exact moment I realized just how deep in shit I was. Watching these brothers literally start a war over me made my head spin. Where were our parents? Why was nobody coming downstairs to stop this insanity?

The Beta assistants chased after them to stop them, but were struck down by stray arrows and killed. After that, my brothers completely romanticized the Beta assistants' deaths as "sacrificing themselves to save lives," transforming their guilt into extreme favoritism toward Sophia. When Sophia first came to our home, my twin brothers showered her with care. That day, she stood in the snow with her lips white from cold. Kane immediately took off his coat to wrap around her, then turned to me with a command. "Aria, give Sophia your scarf." I unwrapped the wool scarf my mother had knitted by hand and passed it over, only to hear Ryan softly comforting her. "Don't mind her. My sister's been lik

Relief flooded through me at the sound of my brother, a beacon of light in the suffocating darkness, until his words registered. "She's safe! And unharmed. Although blondie, not so much," Astaorth replied, into the room. His head snapped around to look at Adam, and I knew from his reaction that Adam's thoughts had riled Astaroth up. "Why? Because he is too good-looking for a start, it was unnatural, I needed to fix that to give us ugly fuckers a chance." Astaroth grinned slowly as he approached Adam, but he paused, side eyeing Sebastian, before flicking his wrist in Sebastain's direction, his grin growing.