Batman Brother Novels & Stories

“And how long were you gonna keep this hidden from me huh?! Bloom and Mario are being targeted by those mafioso fuckers your incompetent, shitty ass failed to get rid of and you never thought to tell me about it huh!” He was flaring at his brother who held his ground, unwavering and still loyal to his silence. His quiet position only made Sergio’s veins throb as he barked on, “Were you never gonna tell me and still watch them moving about on the streets…trying to play batman and what?..." "...lurk in the shadows at night and nick them out one by one? Are you so delusional just because you’re barely half as competent as Ben! Snap out that supercilious impression of yourself for once, you bloo

The bartender opens up the bar, and we walk through to a curtain covered archway in the middle of the drink stand and into a small, private room. It’s quieter in here and there is a layer drinks on a table in the corner. There is a circular sofa, and sitting on one side is a male that must be Atlas’ brother. He has Atlas’ dark hair, massive muscular form, but his eyes are dark brown, and his expression is cold. Guarded. Atlas sits down and pulls me onto his lap, making it clear where I will be sitting. Atlas’ brother looks at me, making a judgment before turning to Atlas. “Dad isn’t going to accept this, Brother.”

My hands were shaking as I picked up the invitation from my table. Ethan was Anabel's brother. The name printed on the invitation card confirmed it. Anabel’s last name is the same as Ethan’s last name. Everything clicked how Anabel described her brother, his arrival, and the party. I sat down on a couch with my heart breaking slowly.

“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.”

While harsh words from his elder brother were nothing new, they still stung. "He's your brother, Aaron. Don't be so unkind to him. How can you speak to him that way?" Mr. Alit's expression revealed his annoyance, clearly disapproving of his son's overbearing attitude. "It was you who brought him here, and I never accepted this weakling as my brother. It would be better in this way," Aaron retorted, rising from his chair after cleaning his hands. He stormed out of the hall and got into his car. Glancing at himself in the mirror, he hissed in pain. Fortunately, the faint foundation he'd applied had concealed the fingerprint marks.

Now, I even saw the contempt and ridicule in the eyes of my brother’s lover. I knew her. She was Vicky White, a famous beauty in our town. Her father was Kincaid White, the Gamma of our pack. She was one year older than me. She was one of my brother’s lovers. Maybe it was because she was beautiful or because of her identity, my brother doted on her. Although my brother had many lovers, Vicky thought she was my brother's true love. I even heard that my brother would marry Vicky if he didn't find his mate six months later. I didn't know whether the news was true or false. But if my brother really married Vicky, my life would be more miserable than now.

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.

After the succession ceremony was hastily called to a halt, Susan, my assistant, anxiously approached me holding a phone. “Miss Lyra, public opinion is getting worse by the minute. What should we do?” I took the phone from her and patted her shoulder. “Don't worry. Rumors will collapse under their own weight.” With that, I tapped into the livestream where my brother, Daniel, was currently broadcasting malicious information. On the screen, he was leaning back leisurely on the sofa.

All those years of shaping myself up went in vain. " Do your brothers know? Did you tell them that your bully showed up again?" " No... And please don't tell them." I requested " Why didn't tell the stupid that you are Malik's and Marco's brother? He wouldn't have the guts to even look at you." He ignored me I didn't say anything... Yeah tell him that I am their brother and humiliate them too... No way " Luke-" He got interrupted " Daddy! Where did you go?" A little female voice said

Maureen's POV It was my brother's eighteenth birthday. My parents, for the first time, have been home all day. It seemed strange seeing them around because they were never around. The Alpha of our pack was also present. My name is Maureen. I am the only daughter and second child of the High Moon Pack's Beta male and female. My brother Lancelot is three years and some months older than I am. And that day my brother was turning eighteen, I was so filled with joy.