Blood Brother Dc Novels & Stories

It won't take anything from my sister to be a bit more polite, but she chooses not to. "If you were gonna call him, why did you send me up here?!" Aimee yells back at mom. "He's your brother." "Whatever." I smile. "I'll be down in a sec mom!" "Who is that?" Aimee points at Travis. "This is Travis, he's from a parallel universe," I reply proudly. "A parallel universe?" She scoffs. "Of course." "Of course," she mimics me. Travis walks up to her smiling sheepishly. "Hello, I am Travis."

“You’re insane. You can’t control me and you can’t fucking control them.” He leaned in, his breath hot on my cheek. “I already do. And from now on, you stay away from your brothers. If you don’t, they’ll slash you open and take your blood. You know how rare you are, Raven. You know what your blood can do to them.” I shook my head, tears stinging my eyes. “You’re lying. My brothers won't let them, They’d never hurt me.” He smiled, cruel and sweet. “Not them sweetheart, My girls. They’ll do whatever I say. And if you don’t listen, you’ll find out just how far they’ll go.”

I held him, frowning in confusion, not understanding what was going on, until he collapsed to his knees, revealing a trembling Margot with bloody hands standing behind him. A knife was plunged deep into his back, and I felt all the strength drain from my body as I followed him to the ground. I panicked and pulled out the knife while cradling him. I tried to press on the wound with blood gushing out, yelling at Margot to call an ambulance, but she never did. She just stood there, rooted in one spot and trembling. My brother died in my arms, and I was never the same afterward. We did not get along, but he was still my brother. I would never have killed him.

My brother, , is stabbed Adrian wipes the blood on his busted lips "blood for blood." I feel rage build inside me that I had never experienced before, I ran toward him but before I could get close hands wrapped around my arms, the other snaked around my throat "If you want your brother to live you will go with me" he whispered sharply.

’ 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.

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

His eyes looked around, calculating his next move, seeing how he could cheat and scheme his way out of this but there was no way. Warmth spread all over my body and I wanted to cry for all I had lost but I channeled all the pain to the man who caused it all. Uther’s machete was in the air, ready to hack me but before he could swing it, Brum gripped his arm, pulling the machete away only for him to push my brother to me. I jogged to meet my brother’s stumbling body. I gripped his arms and twisted them forcefully. His arms popped out of their socket. The sound was sickening as my brother screamed. I pressed down onto his foot until bone shattered.

She thought they could clear their debts. It pains her any time she remembers that her family almost paid off the debt. It was remaining just a little, and yet they were heartlessly murdered... "Luciana." Raziel's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. He had an idea what was going through her mind. "I told you my blood can heal." He then pulled her closer, and bit his wrist until it began to bleed. "Drink. I know it's not as pleasing to humans as it is to us, but it will help heal your scars."

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.