Blood Brother Anime Novels & Stories

’ 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.

“But a noble warrior doesn’t kill an opponent without a weapon.” Isis’ cold smile widened. “A noble warrior, huh? Sorry to disappoint.” He plunged the second katana into Tatsuhiko chest, then his throat, twisting it in merciless precision. “That’s for hurting my brother. That’s for making him bleed. And that,” he added, twisting the katana in his stomach, “is for boring me.” The first man, pinned against the wall with the other katana, coughed blood, begging for mercy. “P-please… d-don’t… m-me… m-my f-family…”

She could've sworn he was on the verge of snapping it with the way the color of his flesh turned ashen white. And judging by the wince the guy made, Mira was convinced that her brother had a brutal hold on to the guy's hand. "Move," Mason said stiffly with anger. The guy nodded quickly and didn't need to be told twice as he basically ran away from Ava. Ava's eyebrows knot. Why was Mason so angry? Mason's angry stare weighed heavily on Ava’s and then he sneered lowly. "Stop shaking your ass on some random drunk guy. You're lucky I was here or he'd probably drag your ass upstairs and have his way with you."

"My brother" Ryu was impatient. "I know Yamaguchi Kento. I'm talking about the one with the mask" Kenji smiled even wider, giving nothing away. "My brother" Ryu was taken aback at the answer. His brother? But Yamaguchi Kenji had only one brother! And that... that person with the mask looked so familiar. Those eyes, they were so alike! Even with his mind in shock, Ryu's face was expressionless. As blank as a white sheet of paper.

And that day my brother was turning eighteen, I was so filled with joy. The pack men took my brother outside to wait for the time to strike midnight. The women and the Alpha all waited in the living room. I could see the anxiety on my mother's face. Everybody patiently waited for my brother to get his wolf. My parents were the Beta male and female of our pack. So it is expected that my brother will take over from them one day. My best friend, Lucia, and I silently sneaked from the crowd of women. We sneaked upstairs to the guestroom to catch a glimpse of what was happening outside.

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.”

“I wanted to destroy you…I was so envious” “I know. It’s all right.” I grab the back of his neck and push my forehead against his. “It doesn’t matter now. If I make it through this war, we’ll fix it, okay? Come here,” I pull my brother into my arms, thumping him on the back, before letting him go. “Can I tell you something?” He gives me a curt not, averting his gaze. “You won’t tell father?” He shakes his head. “My mate’s name is Willow. She’s beautiful, smart, and so strong. And she drives me fucking bug nuts.”

He was not used to bloody sights because his interest was more in arts than in fighting. His breath hitched after seeing blood coming out of his brother's right hand. He understood that his brother was attacked by someone. Taking deep breaths and making up his mind, he pushed away his fears and went towards his brother to aid his wound. He flinched seeing the limp dead bodies with horrendous wounds. He closed his eyes and asked his brother, "brother , you are injured. "

"Dear Isolde, you are cordially invited to attend the negotiations between the Eternal Blood Group and the Crimson Moon Clan." The card was handwritten. I recognized my brother's script. "You're negotiating with the Crimson Moon Clan?" I asked, my eyes wide. "How did they agree to that?" "They have no choice," my brother said, a predator's smile on his lips. "Their blood sources are nearly depleted. They negotiate with us, or they wither into dust." I remembered my brother telling Draven's mother that he would make her family pay, but I didn't expect him to do it in just six months.

“Are you hurt anywhere?” “grrrrrr...” one of them growled. “I guess that a good sign you guys are energetic. What about your brother? Is he doing good?” The one who growled paused, peering at his brother. “He’s.....” Nico took the small cup of blood and crawled close. “Here give this to him,” “Don’t get close!!” the kid shouted hugging his brother. “Don’t get close......” Nico was confused. ‘Why is this kid getting so defensive about us meeting his brother.. there’s something going on..’