Bobby Mercer Four Brothers Novels & Stories

I was positioned between two big football players, and I could barely see over their tree trunks of arms. They started calling names, and my body began to burn with nerves. Craning my neck, I searched the crowd for my dad. I finally found him, texting on his phone, but my brother sat next to him, actually paying attention. Looking for me. When his eyes landed on mine, he stood and waved. I waved back. When they got to the B’s my heart started to thump in my ears. The red and blue Mount Vermont Academy banners littered the gym, making it impossible not to think about Superman all the time.

“I AM No-one. I was never given a name at birth as I was weak and nearly died. A peasant couple took me in and raised me as their own, but it did not take long for me to find out the truth when I got older. But that is not important. What is important is that you need to find all your brothers before you can take on your uncle. You cannot take him on by yourself. That you need to remember.” He nodded and was about to leave when something hit him. “What will happen to my brothers?” She has not turned away yet instead, she was looking at her hands as if she wanted to say something else but decided not to. “I will hide them just like I am going to hide you, but it has to be far away from each o

The Ford brothers are a curse! I exhale sharply and rub my temple. “I’m tired. I don’t feel like eating.” His smile fades. He walks toward me. “Are you okay?” I shove him back. “Leave me alone.” He stares at me, stunned. “What’s wrong, Sara? Talk to me.” Something snaps. “I’m tired!” I shout. “Tired of you! Your stupid brother! Jason! Khlan! All of it! I just want to go home and have some peace!”

Then, Mercer spoke up, "Who else could it be? Of course, it's missing the birthdates of Matias' family!" As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into a deathly silence. The three Ward brothers were the eldest, Matias, the second, Mercer, and the third, Mika. The three brothers were highly influential in political and business circles and ruled the three northeastern provinces! However, they were cousins. Mercer and Mika's fathers had passed away long ago, while Matias' father had died five years ago. Just then, Mercer's phone rang. It was Matias!

”Jeff and Brandon are Brothers? TBC

On the man’s wrist, a crack grew as he broke his bone. “Look, the only thing I know about them is that they have been watching you for a very long time, okay? They have eyes on you, on your girl; they know her, and soon enough they are coming for her, knowing that she is your weakness.” He trembled. “Whatever sick, twisted fantasies you have with your stepsister, you’re all going to go down from it. You bastards,” he growled. The brothers were quiet; they could take anything. They could take the insults, but one thing they wouldn’t take was talking about Sadie, and the mercenary saw that he had made a mistake.

He’d been out of it when it all went down. We both looked at him, too tired to explain. Too much had happened. I sighed, scratching the bridge of my nose and turning my eyes away. “The more reason why I should get out there,” Bobby grumbled. He was pleading now, his voice low but firm. “Because this is what you know,” I said to him. He blinked, almost relieved that I understood. That was what it meant for him. To be alive was to live this life. Bobby had started working with us a year into the business. He’d grown up in the Moretti household, once a boy soldier in their ranks. His dad had worked with Marco’s father.

"I've never seen such a pathetic excuse for a man. But I'll admit, you're quite rich. I didn't expect you to have so many spiritual stones hidden here." He ran his hand over a hidden stone panel, revealing a trove of radiant spiritual stones. These were Bobby's secret stash, accumulated over years of careful hoarding. "Ha! Do you think killing me means you've won?" Bobby snarled, his voice hoarse yet filled with venom. "I'll tell you now—it's pointless! As long as I live, the Webers will never stop coming for you! "Just wait!" Bobby spat, his tone laced with malice. "My grandfather, my father, my elder brother… They'll return to the martial arts domain within three months! When that happens,

“Well long story short, I had a little fun thirteen years ago when I was here on business, made a mistake, and left. Didn’t find out about my mistake until three weeks ago, and found out I had a daughter and have been trying to find her ever since, so it’s been hell. The DeMarco family has been playing games with me, they have her. They started a war, and I am trying to get her out of here and kill the son of a bitch that has her. To put it bluntly.” Bobby took a drink of his wine.