Batman Brother Novels & Stories

I grin at him, and he purses his lips into a smirk, not talking back. “Mr. Scott,” James Deep makes way and Oliver Scott follows us out, and so does Damian Vanderbilt. I follow them, and can’t help but throw peeks at him from the side. This man is my brother? Biological one? Like Gabriel to Ava? He is taller than Gabriel, but not as bulky. He wears thin glasses, but somehow I just feel like he is not any less a fighter than Gabriel. What would it be like if he was as protective of his sister as Gabriel of Ava?

She hoped her brother would let her go this one time given her still recovering condition. Brinda’s eyes widened because no one talk to Miles Syde this way. No one. So, maybe he was god. ‘Sophia,’’ Miles raised his voice making her flinch. She sat straight before her brother. Miles grabbed her arm roughly making her wince, his eyes darkening even more. He leaned towards her, ‘’I’m not god, no I’m not. But I’m your older brother and I expect you to do me a favour. Stay. Away. From. Joshua.’’

“What—happened? Is it…is it my brother?” I nod. She blinks at me, and I can see her struggling to understand. “Your brother is dead." Her face crumples, but for a long minute nothing comes out of her mouth. She just stares, as if she can’t comprehend what I’m saying. As if it’s a joke. But it’s not a joke and the sooner she realizes, the better. “Your brother worked for me. I don’t know if you’re aware of that or not. He was a soldier in the bratva. You understand what I mean, don’t you?”

I found out I have a brother from mum a week ago. Shocked? I was, of course. I just know I'm the lone kid in this household. I couldn't wait to see him as soon as mum said she would bring him. And now we had been reunited. "Hello, brother. I'm Bridgette. nice to see you." I reached out a hand to him. We had to wait a while. He finally extended his hand, albeit shakily, and I saw it. He unhooked our hands immediately and said. "Axe. Call me Axe. I'm not used to it."

“Future warrior king, too. Don’t forget that part.” As Eric spoke, Emma fell silent. Nearby, students who had begun to get out of their classes stopped, overhearing the exchange and murmuring amongst themselves. In this school, Adrian Almond was the strongest warrior; not Eric, despite his prowess back in high school. For now, at least. Growing up, though, my brother had been the strongest warrior in our entire pack. He was, of course, the son of an Alpha. My father spared no expenses when it came to Eric’s training, and it was obvious.

"That’s where you’re wrong, Alexis. You don’t belong to him. You never did.” I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. "He’ll come for me. He won’t let you get away with this.” Kane’s eyes darkened, and he stepped closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "If your brother comes for you, I’ll kill him." The words replayed in my head, a cold, hard threat and it sent a chill down my spine. I looked up at him, searching his face for any sign of hesitation, but there was none. He meant every word.

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.”

I mean, I’m still going to make fun of him because he needs the distraction, but man, my heart actually hurts for the guy. Imagine your own brother being a total scumbag and your wife getting blown up right when you finally found something real. That’s not just a bad day; that’s a villain origin story. I promised myself right then that I wasn’t going to let him push me away. He can threaten me with lawsuits, he can call me a freak, he can even try to have me arrested, but I’m staying. Every Batman needs a Robin, or at least a very talented chef who makes a killer salted caramel macaron.

"DO YOU THINK I WANT YOU HERE? I FUCKING DON'T" Christopher shouted on top of his voice scaring Serena with his tone yet again. He was raging, raging like a bull at this point. He wasn't even sure about what he was talking anymore. He was not even in his senses now, while more hurt was she when she heard his next words. "YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A BURDEN TO EVERYONE. NO WONDER WHY MY BROTHER LEFT YOU, WHO WOULD TOLERATE A WOMAN AS FAKE AS YOU!"

Gabrielle had grown on her badly, so instead, she stuck by the nickname 'Brie'. "Do I look okay?" She turned to her brother, Adam, who was silently playing a game on his phone. He took a second to respond, his soft, brown hair flopping down into his eyes as he hunched over the colourful screen. "Huh?" He looked up, sacrificing his game in the process. His soft, freckled face shone with admiration for his sister. "You look great." He smiled and stood up with a jump. He trotted clumsily over to the window and glanced out with a thoughtful expression.