Batman Brother Novels & Stories

“I wouldn’t expect him to leave work just to come get me.” Stacy scoffed. “That man is unbelievable. What kind of brother doesn’t even check on his sister? All he does is send random gifts like that makes up for everything.” I laughed softly, trying to act normal. “He’s always been like that,” I said. “You know how busy he is.” “Girl, I know he’s running the country’s top company and all that,” she said, “but that’s not an excuse.” I could already imagine her rolling her eyes.

“Pinky swear?” I laughed. “Seriously?” “It’s official. Can’t break a pinky swear.” “You’re silly.” “I’m your brother. It’s my job.” I hooked my pinky with his. “Okay. Pinky swear. We protect each other.” “Always.” We sat there as the pack woke up around us. Warriors came to train. People went to breakfast. Life went on. But everything was different now. I had a brother. A twin who understood me like nobody else could.

A sigh escaped my mouth when I saw them begin to walk out of the room. I snorted lowly when I saw some of the business men gave a one sided glance at me. "Hey you brought the beautiful PA here too." I hissed when I heard the familiar voice say out. I stood up from where I sat and turned to meet with the Badmus brothers. "I know my brother cannot do anything without you." Kelvin Badmus, younger brother to David Badmus. He was just a few years younger, but was exactly like his brother. Every characteristic, just one thing differentiating, Kelvin was jovial.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

“So, how did you meet my little brother?” I paused, then got with the program again. “At work.” That seemed like a safe reply. Her brows shot up. “You’re a Doll?” “Ah, no. Not one of them.” Jesus, even I could hear the disdain in my voice for them. “He and my brother have a working relationship, and I met Bane through him.” She hitched a hand onto her hip. “Younger or older?” “Younger,” I reply with a grin. “Hell yes. Little brothers are such a headache, right?”

This is also where he kept the secret files that he could not give to his family and other people. As he walked into his secret room he smiled. “James!” he shouted. He called his brother who others thought was dead. And others thought when James was young that it was gone. Arthur has a brother. No one knew that except him and his parents. "Brother!" he called her happily. "It's been a while since you visited me here, huh!" he said annoyed but he still hugged her. James Gatciano is his youngest brother. 25 years old. Mechanically savvy. Many people know this in science. And this is the remaining ace of the Gatcianos because it is too smart.

In a furious tone, he said to his son, "Bryan, say something." In a state of helplessness, I looked at Bryan. I was the focus of his attention as his eyes turned back to black. "Bruce," he called out to his brother, pausing for a moment as if he were communicating with him through their mind link. "Y-Yes, Brother." Bruce let out a shaky tone. He walked to me and grabbed my arm. I frowned at him. "What are you doing?" "Let's go from here."

In those few seconds, Bane had conquered his wolf in the battle of dominance. Undoubtedly, he was my brother, but I wouldn't let sentiments blind me. I might not resemble my father like this man, but I knew I was a Kowalski.

“Let me do my job. You know as well as I do that these mother fuckers won’t know what hit them.” My brother was one scary son of a bitch. When he went on war mode I had no doubts that he could take care of himself. However, I had spent a lot of years without him in my life. I really didn’t want to be the reason he left this world. Before I could spew something utterly cheesy, Sutton spoke. “Please be careful. I know you are like Rambo, but better looking.” I grunted at that. “Seriously? I’m right here.”