Brother Blood Titans Novels & Stories

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

"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'm the Blood Mooner, the strongest immortal alive." The Keeper struggled as his throat was throttled, he vigorously threw his hands at him clawing his hand to his neck, but the wounds kept healing back orderly. Julian again made a very high leap above the tall trees along The Keeper, coming back down was parts, shredded and dropping down one after the other. Then Julian finally came after, and as the last part was falling he gripped it and held it in his hand like a trophy, The Keepers head. Making a step to his brother's body he felt a dagger coming through his chest.

I sigh and take another drink before I talk again, “My abuelo's older brother was his Alpha. So technically, yeah, I could have Alpha blood, but I never got no blood tests to confirm it. I don’t need to. I’m the youngest of five brothers. There ain’t no situation where I would have to take a Beta’s place let alone an Alpha's. I’m too far down the chain. There ain’t no way any of that is part of my DNA. My oldest brother Luis, probably, but definitely not me.” “Marco, you’re joking, right? Look how big you are compared to your brothers. Shit, you're almost as tall as Bronx and practically as strong as him. There’s no way you don’t have Beta blood. I would put money on you having Alpha blood,”

Elias asked, pointing at Zach’s car before he drove off. I wanted to deny it, but Zach was the only one who drove an Aston Martin to school. Plus, his plate number says “ZEE,” so it was pretty much a giveaway. “Yeah, it is,” I answered quietly. “What’s it doing in your house?” Jasper Litton asked. “Z is actually her brother, right, Blaire?” “What?!” both boys asked in shock. “I know. I couldn’t believe it at first too,” April said. “How did that happen? You have different surnames,” Elias said.

The Mondragon empire, the mafia world's old king, and his enemy. The enormous man, who looked like he was in his early twenties, called his brother a "pathetic orphan" with harshness in his voice as the man forced his automatic weapon down his brother's throat and continuously pressed the trigger. Every bullet fired at his brother's head felt like a bigger bullet being shot as well into his own heart. He witnessed his brother, Gabriel's own blood gushing from each bullet wound. His entire face was becoming lifeless and deformed, resembling that of a worthless animal.

He had a black bag swung on his left shoulder in which he dropped on one of the couches before looking up to face Skye. “This is different. I would never let my own sibling fight in a war I wasn’t sure the outcome would be. I would never forgive myself if anything bad happened to my own flesh and blood. It’ll also be hard to fight when at the back of my head I’m constantly thinking of how they’re doing, or if they’ve been hurt.” Titus placed his hand on Skye’s shoulders. “River’s not saying you’re not strong enough. You have to understand that he’s saying he isn’t strong enough to see you get hurt. Okay, buddy? If it was any different fight, I’m sure your brother would be more than willing t

I sat beside my brother expecting Tiara's messenger, since the day of the incident I've been the only one taking care of him, my mum does come sometimes and likewise dad too but my two brothers they've never step their in his room, II don't know why they hate each other to this extent and we are all from the same mother and father, so why the hatred? When the first prey was sacrificed my brother's hand moves, the second prey, his breath became a little bit normal, third prey, his breathing became normal but his eyes are still closed, today the third prey will sacrifice what will happen? I was still thinking and staring at my brother's handsome face when Tiara's bat flew in, as usual, he flew

Jean hands over the file to a now shaken Duke. Red Blood Pack makes the world’s greatest warriors. Their warriors feed into the Royal Pack. The chances of Gabby living on the Royal Pack land in the future is real. Duke reads the file. Gabby’s mate is named Titan, he is the third son of the top warrior at Red Blood. “Your sister took a great risk getting to you,” Duke raises his eyebrows. “I’m sure Red Blood has eyes on Gabby’s friends.” “She told me when she was here and we were face to face,” Jean tells him. “Your Grace, I feel her brother is compromised. I worry Titan is using Gabby to control Beta Davis.”

I tried to shake my head, tried to plead, but no sound came out. “You were supposed to be leverage. Now you are nothing but a curse.” He released me suddenly, and I slumped sideways, coughing violently, tears burning my eyes. The men in the front stayed silent, as if they knew to stay out of this storm. Raphael didn’t calm. He grew darker. He pulled out his second phone, dialed with trembling fingers, and when the call connected, his voice became something terrifyingly controlled. “Kill them,” he ordered. “Every last one connected to those brothers. Burn their businesses. Hunt their men in the streets. I want rivers of blood before dawn.”