Band Of Brothers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I explained, her eyes flashed with anger. “If I don't agree to the marriage, what then?” "I'm not running a charity here," My voice turned cold. I downed the entire glass of wine in one swift motion, the liquid burning my throat as I swallowed. “A single phone call is all it takes to halt your sister's treatment and seal her fate.” “Don't. There's no need for that. I'll be whatever you want me to be.” “Great choice.” I grinned, dropping the empty glass on the table. “Your marriage to my brother is set for tomorrow.”

he said. I was speechless for seconds. "How about Rhon?" I said in a weak voice and he looked unhappy. "I know, I thought abou that too. But you're the chosen one," he said and I walked past him. "No, please, I love your brother, I can't bare to hurt him... let's forget the mate bond and focus to have improvement to his condition," I said, he held my hand but I pushed them away. I couldn't hurt Rhon, even though I honestly love the feeling I had a while ago when he kissed me, but I had to admit that it was because of the mate bond, I shouldn't let my guard down and give in.

It was always awkward to talk to her brothers about love, but especially Damien because he was more like a father to her than a brother. "And I have to apologize to him too." He scrubbed a hand over his jaw. "What we did to Rurik and to you I'm just so sorry. Jason and I were completely overreacting assholes." The pain in his hazel eyes filled her with an echoing sympathy. "I've tried so hard to make the Brotherhood different from the old days, and yesterdayyesterday I almost took us down that same path." "I was so mad at you," she whispered. "But when you love someone, you do crazy things to keep them safe."

Inside, two brothers have reopened a wound that won’t stop bleeding until someone pays for it. I check the gun once more, fingers steady. The night is far from over. ***************** Author’s Note Hey, lovelies 💕 What a chapter this turned out to be. Writing this scene had me tense the whole way through every glance, every word, every silence between Vincent and Damian carried the weight of years of betrayal. These two men may share blood, but in this moment, they’re no longer brothers. They’re enemies bound by hate, and neither of them is willing to back down.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

Besides, the crazy bastard was too head deep in his war books. That leaves Killian… but even he wouldn’t do this. They were my brothers; we’d bled for each other; we could kill for each other. Everyone else thought we were some cliché high school friend group which would break apart once it was time to head to college, but they had no idea that we’d gone through similar traumas as children. It brought us together, so nothing and no one would keep us apart. So who the fuck would dare try this? Their replies came in with a ding, forcing my attention back to the phone.

Still felt that pull toward him that made no logical sense. Maybe that was the mate bond. Or maybe I was just as broken as I feared. The drive back to Brooklyn felt endless. Every mile took us closer to reality. To my mother and the wedding and the impossible future where Nate and I would be living under the same roof pretending to be siblings while this supernatural bond pulled us together. He pulled up to the corner where he had picked me up. The streetlight cast shadows across his face. Made him look older. More dangerous. I reached for the door handle.

I pointed out. "And you should have drunk a little at least." He scoffed. "I bet you'd have been giving me a story way better than your hot sibling stalking you through school platforms." I raised my eyebrow at him and he sighed. "I'm so sorry Kay. Please blame it on this horrible hangover." I shook my head as he put an arm around me. "I really want to understand what spiciness is happening between you and your hot stepbrother." "No spicy anything is happening, Cameron." I replied closing my locker door. We made our way to our first class through the scanty hall.

Sbe reached out a comforting hand and whispered, “Don’t mind the boys, Shannon. Brendan is a nice and loving person. I believe he’ll be good for you.” Grateful for her support, I nodded, appreciating the reassurance amidst the chaos that had become my daily life. The brothers, relentless in their attempts to sow doubt, continued to voice lies about Brendan. Their words clashed with Robin’s and my mom’s thoughts, creating conflicting opinions. But desperate for a savior, Brendan’s name eventually emerged as a potential ally and protector to me. Deeply, I hoped that he was someone who would break the chains that bound me to the sadistic games carried out by my own stepbrothers. The brothers pe

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.