Brother Gerard Way Novels & Stories

We laughed together. Yes of course, Geoffrey of the triples was the only one who treated me like a brother. He was the eldest, the one to go out first, then followed by Gerald and Geronimo. I was thankful I was on his good side. He is a very nice brother to me, every time Gerald and Geronimo bullied me, he'll be there scolding them. He'd be there reminding my father that I was still his son, he'd be there reminding my brothers that I was full of use.

“That’s a longer story. But right now, we need to focus on your aunt. Christina gets out of the hospital in three days, and we need to keep her safe.” Leila’s voice dropped. “Why do they want to kill her?” The man didn’t answer. He just stroked Wolfie’s head, his silence heavier than words. After a moment, Leila broke the tension. “What’s your name, anyway?” He looked at her, eyes sparkling with amusement. “Gerard Weinrich.” Of course. She should have guessed. “So you’re Gerard—the eccentric student with deadlocks who suddenly turned fund manager. Bought a place up here to ‘get away from it all,’ right?”

Everyone was stunned when they saw the name. Who was Gerard? There was only one line of introduction in the memorandum. He was a senior researcher of the Morning Dew cosmetics series. He would be in charge of a central part of the company or perhaps the entire company. Anitha was utterly stunned when she saw that. She knew Gerard well. He was a scourge with no solid technical work. He did sloppy work and flirted with female colleagues all day long. She was ready to fire him because of that. He had only been in the company for two months.

I added, “From our investigations, Gerard has been gathering information on everyone. Not just on Derek, but on you, pack Elders. And he has been using them to gain more alliances outside the pack, especially with the Silver Moon Pack, and with some rogues im the region.” That had been a surprising thing to find out last night. I had spent nearly the entire night gathering such evidence, because I wanted this snake to get out down for good. It had taken Benjamin’s and Mischa’s help to get this information from the guards at Gerard’s house - at least from those who were open to help in putting him away. And to find out that Gerard had an army of rogues at his disposal - the bloodthirsty kind

He thought about what it was like to believe in something for thirty years and then have the method of it exposed as wrong. He said: "Elder Gerard. You have the floor." Gerard said: "I built what I built because I believed the old sworn bloodline's return was going to be mishandled. I believed the people who were positioned to manage it did not have the pack's best interests as their primary consideration." He said: "I was right about that concern." He said: "I was wrong about the method." He said it cleanly. No qualification. "The method caused Constance harm.

"I am really sorry for that. He didn't mean it I swear!" She uttered apologetically as Serena chuckled at her restlessness. Feeling funny about the situation, Serena waved her hand. "It's okay, happens. It wasn't his fault by the way!" Serena laughed it off as Nicole took a sigh to that before reciprocating her joyous laughter. Apparently Serena got to know that her rude brother-in-law hadn't had much good interactions with his neighbours. People don't get along with him, she can clearly see. Not one decent interaction till now.

Gerard said, “I crossed a line. I didn’t understand what was going on between you and your brother. I shouldn’t have assumed.” Normally, I’d still be angry, yet the anger inside me thawed. “It’s fine,” I said, my lips tightening at the edges. “Maybe I just don’t get the brother dynamic of a thing.” Gerard settled beside me, a little too close. “Mine never really liked me.” He let out a short ragged laugh. My eyes flicked to him. “You have a brother?” The Vance were a popular family in the business world, and Gerard was as popular as the name. But there was no mention of a brother.

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.”

I gave Gerardo a level stare, "You said my brother is missing, then who is it that I have been calling brother all my life?" Gerardo sighs, "Dwayne was a friend of your brother's. Your parents didn't know of him until one night he came and knocked on their door. You were just a baby then. He was eight years old then; homeless, poor. Gi used to take food to him every night and he'd moved him into your father's tool shed that he didn't use anymore. Aniva was proud that your brother had been doing something so noble so she took him in."