Blood Brother Anime Novels & Stories

*************** “Prince Amante, meet your brother-by-heart, Maziar Brennan. He’s the venerable son of Beta Felix of our neighboring pack, Dbitiya Sagrada Pack.” The athletic arm of the Beta’s son rested on his muscular chest while he motioned a low bow on the little pup called Prince Amante in front of him. The wide-eyed boy studied the guest that was introduced by his father as his brother, not by blood but by heart, but brother nevertheless. He had asked his father for a sibling because he felt different and unaccepted the way he wanted by the other pups he called friends.

His word hit me with the impact of a storm, brutal and unforgiving. “The Brotherhood has a code they abide by.” He muttered. “They believe in blood for blood and now, they want Calista's life for killing Matteo.”

With each question, a small wave of panic washes over me. More questions rush to me as the seconds tick by without a response from my mate. Did he block me? Anger ignites within me. He wouldn’t block me. He knows better. My lip twitches. Bethany’s soft touch brings me back from my internal chaos. “Hey, I’m sure your brother is alright. He has alpha blood flowing through him. Plus, your father won’t allow anything to happen.”

Blood said and didn’t move. “I’m always a trouble to you, I’m sorry.” Devren said and laughed a little---a laughed that Blood could say that is fake. “Stop pretending in front of me, especially those laughs? It’s annoying.” Blood said. Devren didn’t reply anything but he smiled while his forehead was resting on Blood's shoulder. “I…had a very interesting day.” Devren said. “Hmm?” Blood replied. “Someone…he---he said he is my brother.” Deren said as his voice cracked when mentioning his brother. “B-but…how can he be him when…when my brother got killed by my father remember? Why is he giving all this pain to me?”

My tears don't flow from sorrow, but from anger! My attention shifts to the katana in Kalixo's grasp. My brother's life was taken by an accident. He was hit by a truck, that's what Mama said. That's all I know. "Fret not, we didn't decapitate your brother," he remarks, laughing again. "We?" I question. "The man beside me is the one who took your brother's life. Quite astonishing, isn't it?"

“Shoot me before I shoot her.” Blade’s voice roared across the room. “Back off!” He raised his blade, fury radiating off him. “Stay out of it!” the brother barked. “This ends one way. One of us dies tonight.” “No,” I whispered. “No, there has to be another way—” “There isn’t!” the brother shouted, his eyes wild. “There’s only blood.” Cruz’s voice broke. “You’re my brother…” “Were,” he snapped.

His brother. “Anderson...” Adrian’s voice was broken, raw with emotion. “I don’t want to do this.” But his brother wasn’t listening. He was beyond reason, consumed by the bloodlust that had driven their entire family to madness. He lunged at Adrian with a snarl, his claws outstretched, ready to tear him apart. And Adrian... he couldn’t hold back anymore. The battle between them was swift, brutal. Claws met flesh, teeth tore into fur, and the air was filled with the sound of growls and yelps of pain. Adrian was powerful, but his brother was relentless, fueled by rage and a need for vengeance.

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,”

He paused and hummed, then he looked up at his brother, grimacing a little when he noticed the blood stains across his brother's loose blue shirt. "They look possessed," he concluded, taking notes. "I think it is the moon," Taria said, her voice a little frail, her gaze set on Anok's, taking note of the blood on his shirt, the stain of it on his face and the one dripping down his sword. It was an impressive sight. Just as impressive as when he had ripped those beasts apart. He sustained some injuries though, if she could help, she would have but her magic couldn't help with healing a person's body.

Stefan trudges wearily towards him. "You can't do this!" This time it was Jared who spoke. Stefan stopped in his tracks as everyone turned to look at him. Stefan wasn't surprised the boy's father didn't approve. Who would? "He is your brother. Your father and I are blood brothers, over there is your grandfather. It's impossible." It's no doubt that every member of their family knew of the connection between the boys right from birth and they know the pain and change Stefan's push away did to Sky. The boy had straight out refused to go to college, high school was a battle and he wouldn't attend classes most of the time. They knew these things and they had all prayed it passed them and that th