Blood Brother Dc Novels & Stories

"I don't want the man to get me." "Melissa, the scary man is going to get me too. We can hide together." Adam tried the door handle again, looking at Brie with wide eyes. As Brie glanced back, she realized Mr Anderson had stood up and was hobbling towards them, leaving puddles of blood behind him. "How is he alive and standing after losing so much blood?!" She felt herself choking out a terrified sob, glancing around the floor for an object of any sort. She picked up a huge shard of glass and passed it to Adam.

“I want to hit this fucker hard and fast and take away everything he’s ever worked for. I want to send the word out that no one touches what’s mine. Timothy Flynn made his last mistake this morning when he took my woman.” Roman thrust his hand into the circle the five of them made. Sazon put his hand on top of Roman’s, soon Barshan and Yuri’s hands joined the others. Finally, Mikial’s hand topped theirs. Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.”

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.”

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. "

Sophia said and Ava froze a bit. Drown him? Was Sophia going to magically drag her brother’s body into the pool? Or a tub? Ava shook her head. Sophia must not have meant it that way. She would not drown her brother. Sophia stopped just under Mason's open window and tilted her head up to send him a glare. Mason always left his window open at night since he usually liked to sneak out or sneak a girl in.

My brother’s name vibrates in my skull like a ghost: Damian. Vincent’s hand is in this. I can feel it. If Damian isn’t already dead, then he’s bleeding out somewhere, lost in someone else’s game. The phone vibrates in my palm, breaking the stillness. Diego. His name flashes across the screen like a dare. I answer. “We’re pledging our loyalty to you,” he says, his voice low, pleased, almost reverent. It snakes through the receiver and coils in my chest like smoke. A slow smile edges across my lips. My eyes narrow, catching my own reflection in the window dark suit, darker stare. “So it’s true then,” I say quietly. “My brother is gone.”

CHAPTER 45 — THE BROTHER BORN OF BLOOD The world narrowed to the sound of crackling fire and the slow, deliberate footsteps behind Riven. His brother— The man had grieved. The man whose grave he had stood over. The man he had sworn never to become. Was standing alive in the burning warehouse, weapon lowered but confidence sharp enough to cut through bone. “Easy,” the man drawled. “Wouldn’t want to spill your little boyfriend’s blood more than necessary.”

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,”

Because it looked involuntary, grief forcing itself through despite how hard he was trying to hold it back. “How bad was it,” his voice strained, “for my brother to leave your house so destroyed he didn’t even try to save himself afterward?” Veronica said nothing. Her fingers curled once at her side before releasing. Alden barely noticed. “You didn’t owe him love.” His eyes held hers. “You owed him basic human decency.” His words wavered at the end. Veronica’s eyes burned. Still she forced herself not to look away. The air in the corridor felt insufficient, the walls narrowing around her without moving.

Phil looked up to his people and they all looking at him expectantly to take out the criminal like always, it's not a new thing for them so they have become use to it and to them this one is no different though, Phil understand them but how can he just take out his long time bestfriend, his lifetime brother just like that, he would have preferred hearing that the male went on a mission somewhere else and never came back than being the sole killer of the male. No he couldn't do it, he couldn't just take the life of his junior brother, even when he never called the male that especially when he stated working for the old freak but in his mind he has always been his junior brother, he also recal