Avenge Me Brother Novels & Stories

I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.” Vegas began to nod like he understood what I was saying, finally he stood up from the chair and now he walked closer until he was standing directly in front of me. His voice dropped into something intimate and conspiratorial. “Do you know what we need to do, baby?” I was silent. “We need to cut her wings,” Vegas continued smoothly. “Letting her learn from your brother won't help us, instead, it's only going to make her stronger.” My gaze hardened as I locked in with his.

Her eyes burned. Kain looked up, eyes wide. “Ava—don’t—” But it was too late. She shifted. Not fully. Not like them. But enough. The brother stared, amazed. “She’s awakening.” And Ava… she felt alive. She launched forward, hitting her brother square in the chest, knocking him backward. They hit the ground hard. She snarled in his face. “Stay away from him,” she spat. He looked… proud. “You’ve only just begun,” he whispered. “And already, you’re magnificent.”

“BANE! ENOUGH!” My fist stops midair, Brad’s bruised face a welcome sight, but not enough to satiate my wolf. I push against my father’s command, but it’s useless, he’s the alpha, and I’m only the heir. For now. Aaron and Corey pull me off of my pathetic excuse for a brother, who's whimpering on the ground, playing up the victim angle for my mother. She’s always coddled him more than necessary. “Bane Bartholemew Black!” She scolds, looking upon me with disappointment, and disapproval, while she kneels next to my brother’s body. “What the hell were you thinking?”

As her brother, that would always be the right choice. Baby Robbie suddenly put his arms around Angel’s small shoulders intently. He said in a serious tone, “Sis Angel, I’m moving into your courtyard to protect you. It hasn’t been peaceful outside lately. I’m worried that someone will harm our intelligent, gorgeous, lively, and adorable little sister.” A look of curiosity appeared in Angel’s gaze. She grabbed Baby Robbie’s hand and asked, “Brother, what happened outside?” “A mysterious person sucked Sis Savannah’s blood,” Baby Robbie said with a serious expression on his face. He fixed his stare on Angel.

And he instantly understood that this other woman on the line is jealous of the one whom he was about to kidnap. 'Poor thing' he thought. Just like the woman said Jake repeated it, which made Bran roll his eyes at the spineless man. Jake is actually the stepbrother of a man he looks up to. Bran met Damien when they were kids, and Damien was struggling to cope up with the loss of his mother. They both fought in the underground fighting rings for money, which Damien used to give it to Bran, as the latter needed it and the former only fought to cool down the growing frustration and the loss.

This early in the morning? "Were you at a club?" Sophia asked, mockingly. "No. I was last night," She explained. Sitting down opposite me and staring daggers at me. "Like I said, Natalie, don't read meaning into it. My brother is just an insanely good person." "Tch," I scoffed. "I highly doubt that," I said, staring at my nails. Ava tightened her fists and intensified her glare. "My brother helping you was clearly a mistake. Frankly, I'd have preferred if you were taken by those rogue wolves," Ava said then in an instant, a tattooed hand was wrapped around her throat and he was staring down at her as she begged for air.

’ I know after I rejected his advances on me months ago he has changed, but how can he accuse me without evidence? There's a pause, and then Brother’s voice cuts through, lethal and ice-edged. “You’re telling me Angela betrayed her own company? Betrayed me?” I flinch at his repressed anger as he mentions my name. “No,” I whisper to myself. “No, I didn’t. I would never…” The doors creak open, and I stumble back, seeing Brother’s piercing blue eyes lock onto mine. His presence fills the hall like a storm about to break. “Angel,” he says slowly, his expression unreadable. “Come in.”

“I’m sorry for how I treated her. How I’ve been treating you. There’s probably more of Father in me than I would care to admit.” My heart hurts for my little brother. It’s been a whirlwind of a day, throwing everything he thought to be true into chaos. Still, he’s by my side, choosing me over our father. It’s more than I could have hoped for. When this is all over, I could probably stand to be a little kinder to him too. “You’ll have to apologize to Raven,” I tell him. “As far as I’m concerned, I owe you my life.” “Then we better make sure that you live a long time because I plan to cash in on that for several years,” he jokes.

I needed to let someone know before I go crazy. "He's Anabel's brother, Maya," I finally said, breaking into tears. Maya's eyes went wide. "Wait. What? The guy from the bar is Anabel’s brother? Your Anabel?" "Yes, my Anabel." I dropped my head into my hands. Maya leaned back slowly. “Oh... Wow.” “Yeah,” I said, letting out a bitter laugh. Maya stayed quiet, letting it sink in. “So… Anabel doesn’t know?” Maya asked.

Inside was a brand-new set of kitchen appliances—the exact model I'd casually mentioned online that I wanted to get. "Didn't you say your oven broke? I bought you a new one while I was at it," he said with a grin, as if it were no big deal. I stared at the appliances, feeling warm and choked up inside. He'd remembered an offhand comment I'd made online. How could a brother like that possibly hurt me? The comments had to be fake. Maybe I was too tired and hallucinating. … We went back upstairs to Oliver's office. I sat down and picked up the pen again.