Beware Of The Brothers Novel Novels & Stories

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

The Carver mansion was rarely quiet, but that night, the silence felt thick enough to swallow sound. Every corner seemed to hold its breath. Every shadow felt deeper than usual. Every small noise echoed through the halls like a warning. After the note was found in Liana’s room, her brothers moved with the tense coordination of men who were both furious and scared, even if none of them admitted it out loud. It was almost unsettling to watch — seeing the normally loud, chaotic Carver household turn into something sharp and vigilant. Something that reminded Liana that despite their teasing, their jokes, and their reckless outbursts, her brothers were wolves in their own right.

“Can't you see? But I was already the crow. Surviving was easy. When you and that Russo prick ran away in the face of danger, I bled slowly there.” “I'm sorry. I thought you died on impact,” he screamed. Christian shook his head. “That is not your only crime, Brother. You maltreated me, all because I came from another woman. All I wanted was to be close to you. To learn from you, instead, you listened to our father and took his advice on everything.” Daniel pulled his own gun out, pointing it at his brother. “Is this how you chose to betray us then? By pretending to be dead? By acting like a spoilt brat?”

I should follow him. I hate my brother’s decisions, but I do not recall hating him. I need to stay by his side even more now that threats should be lingering even more around him. The elders… though I heard they were keeping their heads low as of the moment, I could still not trust that they would not do anything to my brother. They are snakes. They attack when no one expects them to. And they turn their backs even more when things get out of their control. “Where was my brother heading to?” I asked Daimon, who looked like he was about to knock on my door.

They rose briefly as I approached, tall and broad shouldered in their black shirts and trousers. Both eyes turned toward me with nothing but a blank stare. Ethan’s gaze swept over the short hem of my pink dress and the delicate neckline, lingering with a smirk. Conversation flowed politely around the table. Mother and Sophia chatted cheerfully about upcoming charity events, while Father and Mr. Caldwell discussed business matters in measured tones, the language of men who shaped fortunes. James contributed occasionally, shooting me occasional glances that carried brotherly amusement. I tried to join in, keeping my voice steady. Only If I could

She laughed, looking gleeful. I figured it was a good thing they'd confessed. "And what if I say no?" Jonah's expression fell, and he immediately frowned. "Then don't blame me for what happens next. I have a thousand ways to drag your name through the dirt." My sweet little brother I'd raised had grown into a venomous and cruel stranger. The meeting ended on bad terms.

3rd Person POV... . "I don't care if someone stole it, you still have a week to get it to me, so I suggest you find a way to get it back," Carlos yelled on the phone. "I will, but it might take a while," Christian replied. "Don't let it take longer than a week. You don't want to find out what I'll do if you cross me, hermano!" Christian didn't like Carlos' tone and the threats it implied. He decided to agitate his brother, just to see what lengths he was willing to go to get his share of the diamonds.

“You’re family, Rico. Don’t make us bury another one.” I met his eyes, saw the fear there—the kind only brothers earn from each other—and nodded. “You won’t.” Outside, the night was cold. Somewhere down the hall, Bianca’s footsteps echoed faintly. I didn’t follow them. Not yet. For now, it was enough to remember what Vincenzo had said: Brothers first. Nothing changes that. But I knew better than anyone that everything already had. The hallways were quiet when I left Vincenzo’s office. Guards posted like statues, the air carrying the faint sting of salt and smoke. The house always smelled like war waiting to happen.

Alexei’s eyes widened as heads came rolling from the vent to the floor, the wolves were brutal killers but the society had left that piece of information out away from the brothers. Hearing footsteps, Alexei immediately figured that they’d walked directly into their trap, “Get back, its a trap.” He whispered and with a step back, he felt a hard blow at the back of his head, thankfully, he was able to take it. The brothers fought and even when it had seemed like they were losing, they’d eventually won, it was late already as they drove out of the premise the building they had just burnt down was located at, they soon got to their house.

Theo, who was sipping his beer, took a deep breath and said, “Laura, if I tell you one story, will you listen to it?” Laura nodded her head and said, “Why not.” Theo looks towards all and again turns his gaze towards Laura, who was already looking towards him. “You know, it’s a story of 2 brothers. One brother once met with an accident, and he was severely injured. The 2nd brother could not understand that what he should do now. He took his injured brother far away from all. Later, when the injured brother gained in consciousness, his brother came to know that he was just like a half-dead person.”