Novel & Cerita Beware Of The Brother

I gritted my teeth, fists clenching. "I knew you planned this!" I yelled. "What do you hope to gain? How?" I lunged at him, aiming for his stomach, but he vanished into thin air. Ian’s laughter echoed as he reappeared behind me. "Be careful now, brother," he said, his tone dripping with malice. "I’ve come with a warning, and if I were you, I’d listen—it could save many lives."

Kevin replied adamantly. “Don’t do this man.” “Dude, you either join in the brother’s code or you leave me alone.” Brother’s code? What brother’s code? I so much wanted to know but I can’t afford to make myself be remembered now, I made a mental note to ask Adrian, that’s if he will tell me though.

“That makes no sense. I am years older than she is. She was only a small child when the two of you died. How could you have known her name or tried to keep me from someone who had barely learned to walk?” My brother spoke for the first time. His voice carried the same hard edge I remembered from the training fields of our youth. “You do not need the how. You only need the warning. Stay near her and the end comes faster. Put real distance between your lives and the stone will loosen its grip enough for you to draw clean breath again.”

Right in front of me stood the man from the night, the one who took his time to ruin me in and out even if I could barely recall his name. I thought my heart had already gone through its strain this week, but nothing could have prepared me for what I heard next. “Please meet Ezekiel– my brother,”

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

Then he strolls out. “Be careful, brother,” he says lazily. “I might just tell the Night Shifters to take you out.” He swerves and then walk backward, grinning. “Remember—Father said my orders can’t be overturned. You might get unlucky.” Alex clenches his fists and inhales sharply. “What the hell was that about?” I ask as Jason disappears into the dining room, already grabbing a chicken leg and chewing loudly. I dim my eyes, imagining marching in there and punching that smug mouth of his.

he said out of nowhere and I looked at him confused. “what? What do you mean?” I asked him and he put down his glass and got up. “just be careful of him” he said and left. As he was walking out my brother was walking in, and I watched as he looked at the Vampire King and frowned. As for the Vampire King he didn’t even pay him any attention, I didn’t even catch my brother’s scent, but he caught it before me. he saw my brother coming before me and why did he warn me?

He just pulled out of the parking area and drove through the city. We eventually stopped at a quieter street and he cut the engine. A few people were walking and only one shop still had its lights on across the road. “Friday,” he said. “Yes,” I responded. He was quiet. “I’m not going to pretend it didn’t happen,” he said. I didn’t respond. “And I’m not going to behave as if it was a mistake,” he said. His words were quiet and measured. But his usual composure was missing underneath. “But I need you to know that I know what it means,” he said, finally looking at me. “Where we are. What this building is and what my brother and father are watching for.”

that was what I was busy thinking at that moment cause I felt like rewinding time back the moment I stepped into the school gates with a time machine so I could stay clear from the path Brenna stayed waiting for me. "Not my so called brother, he is my brother okay" I had to at least make that known before commencing with any other thing, " sure he is but he did look way more than a brother yesterday" Brenna just always had a way of provoking me to defence mode and in the process I would always end up spilling out all the private knowledge I kept at bay.

They wondered if I had a long history of bad deeds that even my own mother could not stand me. Unlike my mother's calm and indifferent attitude, Ian seemed a little anxious. He kept smoking at the door because he had too many cases against him. He was also afraid of being recognized. A hand suddenly patted his shoulder. "You must be Ian." He nearly jumped up in fright, but the police officer simply handed him an amulet. "Your brother left this behind before he left. Take it home." I had never let that amulet out of my sight. I had a high fever when I was three, and my mother had specially gotten it to bless me. Back then, our relationship was not so strained, and this amulet held precious me