Batman Brother Novels & Stories

He felt the car slowing, turning, stopping, and opened his eyes to see the humans barely holding back more laughter. "The name is amusing? You can tell us. His brother has always been a handful." "Clark Kent is the name of a comic book character. He's also called 'Superman.' Your brother must have a real sense of humor." "Or a lot of confidence!" Brian crowed, laughing so freely Tom found himself joining in followed by Ryan and John. It felt good to laugh with these humans who had chosen to treat them as if they were their own. "You have to introduce us to Super Brother. I just have to meet this guy. Come on! We're going to eat here. We're even early so there isn't a crowd."

That was my brother’s voice for f---‘s sake! My blood boiled when countless strikes of the club hit him. My buffoon of a brother got defeated like that? He of all people? He’s a steelhead in riots, damn it! Was that a dream? An utterly stupid dream it was. Sena, please fix your imagination because it sucks. And stupidly enough, I stepped forward and told him… “Brother, they’re beating your sorry ass in my dream. I think you need my help.” My ape brother wouldn’t let any thugs mess with him in real world! Then, the beating stopped. Joshua Bro, your ultimate attention-seeking sister is here to rescue you. I’m gonna back you up!

“Please, it's water under the bridge. Though Imagine my surprise when I realized you had married my brother.” “Brother?” That was when understanding hit. Matt. Matteo. Dante's brother. Oh. Oh no. “Ahhh, I see my brother didn't mention me.” “No, no, he did,” I replied after a moment. “I'm just wondering how I missed it.” “Can't blame you. We look nothing alike.” “That's not true.” He laughed. Actually laughed. And somehow that made him feel less dangerous. Slightly. “I promise I'm not as bad as he says.”

I could barely hear her but I knew what I heard. Di Angelo. Shit. She really was related to Sol. “What about you? What’s your name?” Her sultry voice was soft and sounded kind. She was patting Ollie’s head who still wanted her attention. I couldn’t help but deepened my frown. “Damian.” “You have a cool name, little man.” My brother’s face beamed. “Really?” She nodded, smiling. “It reminds me of a certain superhero’s son’s name.” “You mean batman?” His grin was from ear to ear.

Something darker — something that had been growing for years. He leaned closer to his brother. "I don't want your money, brother." His voice dropped. "I want to watch you lose everything." Adrian's face hardened. Liam smiled. "The way you've always taken everything from me. And I want you to stay away from her. None of your business — her and the pregnancy. Get lost, brother." Liam walked away. I was in the office that moment, listening to all of it. But Adrian had already told me not to get involved.

And as she lay down, staring at the ceiling, she realized something else: this wasn’t over. It was just the beginning. Her best friend's brother was prohibited.

I'm staring at another Cameron, what the hell is going on here? "What are you doing here Bane?" Cam yelled at his clone. Bane just smirked with a sinister look in his eyes, it actually made me terrified but I wouldn't let him see that. How the hell, did Cam know this guy. "Cam who is he?" I saw Cam looked upset after I asked that question. "You didn't tell her about me, brother?" He's Cam's brother, why didn't he tell me. Is this what he thought I would hate him for.

Bruce was second in line, his brother Conrad, was supposed to be dad’s Beta. Bruce and Conrad had been out on patrol one early morning when they got a mind-link that rogues had breached the northern border. By the time my grandfather, dad and our warriors got there, Conrad was dead. Bruce was holding his brother’s dead body in his arms, crying. The area looked like a fight had happened and Bruce had injuries that were slowly healing. He was covered in blood that we assumed was rogue blood mixed with his and Conrad’s since he was holding his bloody body. No one ever questioned his story. I mean why would they, Conrad was his brother. What if Bruce arranged to have his brother killed for the B

Bran was stuttering. “About yourself. What you’ve been doing, about your family, anything!” Cecilia was desperately trying to keep the conversation going. “S-sure. Well, I… have an older brother.” Bran picked a topic that came into mind. “An older brother?” “Yeah. His name is… oh.” Bran just remembered something about his brother that made him pause. “What’s wrong?” “My brother, he is not exactly a good guy. He’s a wanted criminal.” Bran looked away from Cecilia as he was embarrassed and scared of what he admitted.

’ I reached out to my brother. ‘Whats up?’ He replied. ‘Am just going out. I need a fucking drink.’ He sounded angry. It did not surprise me he was heading out. If anything, I was surprised he wasn't already out. Though, I imagined the drama with Dad and the pack elders may have delayed his plans, and made his already bad mood so much worse. Maybe now wasn’t the best time… ‘Sorry. I didn’t think.’ I responded.