Blood Brother Dc Novels & Stories

My brother is doing a lot of damage to our father. My father is thrown into the wall again and he struggles to stand. He has blood dripping down his side and a wing is badly damaged. Tears sting my eyes and dad puts a hand on my shoulder as we continue watching. My brother stalks over to our father and pins him down with a leg. Dad roars out in pain as it causes him to shift back. My brother shifts back and creates a dagger out of ice while walking towards our father. Alastor grabs our father by the throat, lifting him agains the wall and shoves the dagger into his heart. I instinctively reach out but dad stops me.

“Because it isn’t relevant.” My jaw tensed. “I think I consider it relevant, Damien.” He looked up, meeting my eyes with a measured calm. “Luca walked away from this family a long time ago,” he said, voice even. “He made his choice. We haven’t spoken in two years.” I studied his face for a moment. “But he’s your brother,” I said softly. “Your blood.” “And he turned his back on that blood.” Damien replied, sipping his wine. “You don’t need to concern yourself with him. He’s just our business partner and that’s all.”

“Pinky swear?” I laughed. “Seriously?” “It’s official. Can’t break a pinky swear.” “You’re silly.” “I’m your brother. It’s my job.” I hooked my pinky with his. “Okay. Pinky swear. We protect each other.” “Always.” We sat there as the pack woke up around us. Warriors came to train. People went to breakfast. Life went on. But everything was different now. I had a brother. A twin who understood me like nobody else could.

The thought of him drinking the blood turned my stomach. "I Phillip Bloodstone, Brother of Alpha Erik, agree to this deal." I snarled as I spoke my brother's name. The sound of it coming from my mouth made blood boil and my jaw clench. "I might end up liking you after all." He said, his voice amused.

They scattered their organs all over the battlefield. I was covered in blood, bruises were all over my body because I got mixed into the war, fighting to live, but I couldn’t locate my siblings, so I kept looking for them. Until I bumped into a certain Alpha’s back, he turned and glared at me with his red eyes. He was holding my father’s neck with his claws. “Please spare my son, Alpha King.’ Alpha King. “He has nothing to do with this. Please spare his life.’ “Father.’ I yelled.

It was close to midnight when Aaron finally left his study, the weight of his actions and his own feelings weighing heavily on him. He couldn't help but be affected by the younger one's avoidance, though he was the one who had ignited this situation in the first place. Entering his room, he opened a drawer and retrieved a bracelet. It was a precious gift from Ederic's mother to Ederic, but it had been taken by Aaron in the past. "I never intended to become this way, to develop feelings for my own brother. I've tried every means to distance myself from him, but that stubborn kid..."

Blood was slowly spreading across the white shirt he wore like a rose in bloom, except it was my brother's blood painting that canvas. He spat out blood again and my cries grew louder. "I'm so sorry", I muttered like a mantra, hoping that in his near death state, he would hear me. I glimpsed at the knife in my hand and I discovered it to be silver. There wasn't much that killed our kind, but silver definitely did the trick. And with my own hands, I had ended my brother's life. The only thing I could see were my hands soaked in blood. I took deep breaths, finding my heart closing in on itself.

As long as I'm breathing, you'll spend every single day making up for what you did to your brother! I wanted to shake my head and tell her I truly could not move, but my throat would not form the words. Then, a small figure rushed into the room. My brother, Liam Lloyd, clutched a Transformer in his hands. When he saw the blood on the floor, he froze. "Layla..." His first instinct was to come help me up. For just a second, my heart lifted. At least the brother I had protected with my life still cared about me. "What do you think you're doing?" Mom yanked him back hard. "Get away from her! She's poison, and I won't have her dragging you down too!"

Dan watched as his rival lifted his hand to gesture his guards to come to him. The first set of guards made their way to Mr Jones Vones as the next set walked to him with something in their hand. Dan looked closer. It wasn't a 'something', it was a someone. He looked again as he saw his brother all covered in blood. Damian looked tired as he opened his mouth gasping for air. His shirt and underwear were all covered in look. They had even been to read they now hung loosely on his body. Dan wanted to shout but he bit on his lower lip.

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.