Brother In Arms Book Novels & Stories

“Ten Thousand Armies?!” When he heard those three words, Jeremiah’s younger brother, James’ body shook uncontrollably out of fear as he said with incomparable panic, “How could… How could it be Ten Thousand Armies?!” After saying that, James looked at Jeremiah with a fearful expression on his face as he blurted out and asked, “Brother… You… How did you offend Ten Thousand Armies?!” Jeremiah originally did not know much about Ten Thousand Armies, but some time ago, there had been news about Ten Thousand Armies all around and so, he had also learned quite a lot about Ten Thousand Armies.

Damien called out to the rest of the hunters and trackers. They'd touched down on a private airbase run by the Russian military. After the end of the Cold War, the Brotherhood had created secret agreements with local military bases in every major country to have safe passage in and out of any region. The local military assumed that they were some kind of special forces, though the use of an American transport no doubt raised some eyebrows. The Brotherhood's true identity was only shared with top government officials, and sometimes not even then, depending on the country's stability. The last thing anyone wanted was for word of the supernatural to reach the general population.

The tears roll down my face. "I promise she will be safe." I straighten and sit up, watching as he holds the gun against my forehead. "Perdonami, frati, la to morti la sarva." I close my eyes, ready for the shot, ready for death. My own fucking brother killing me. I accept it, though, if she comes home. ~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~ Perdonami, frati, la to morti la sarva. = Forgive me, brother, your death will save her

Brothers at war ( Love conquers) Chapter 13 - Kaylani POV I smiled as I kicked his legs and stuck out my tongue at him "arrgh!!" he yelled out in pain and glared at me "what th heck is wrong with you!!" he cussed "you're the heck that's wrong with me!" I rolled my eyes "you'd regret this!!" he yelled and then i saw him come after me "oh my!!" I yelped as I ran away

A half-smoked cigarette dangled between my fingers, the glow between my curled, stiff fingers the only warmth in the dimly lit sala. I took another long drag, letting the smoke sear into my lungs before slowly blowing it out. My head was a battle zone, images of deception flashing like gunfire: Victor and his sneer, poisoned wine, and the audacity of men who believed they were more clever than me—better or more worthy of what I’d earned in blood and steel. The business world was a more deadly version of an unloaded pistol with the safety off. Deals sealed with a handshake could explode like grenades. Survival was more than just pulling a trigger; it meant knowing when to pull it, who to aim

"I'd like to see who here doesn't welcome my brother-in-arms in Rivershire!" Brother-in-arms? Frederick and the others looked stunned upon hearing that particular word. "Lord Drakeford, is Cassian your brother-in-arms?" Frederick asked in disbelief. "Not only is he my brother-in-arms, but he's also my benefactor. Are you the one who barred him entry?" "I'm very sorry, Lord Drakeford. I had no idea he's your brother-in-arms!" After that, Frederick turned to Cassian resentfully. "Cassian, why didn't you tell me that you were Lord Drakeford's brother-in-arms earlier? We almost caused a misunderstanding here!"

Argos and witnessed his lips curl slowly into a smile that even sent cold shivers down my spine. In the industry, Abraham Argos isn't only known as the 'case killer' or 'end game'; he's also rumored to have deep collections to the underworld. Whether it's true or not, his presence certainly evokes the impression of a formidable leader. “Long time, brother.” As soon as those words rolled out of him, my breath hitched, and the hallway fell into a grave silence. Brother? BROTHER!? What the bloody…!? “Don't call me that!” Damien barked out, his gaze reddened with resentment.

Now, however, she wanted to slap him silly. Just as she'd expected, Alexandra fired right back. She continued, "People are different, though. My friend's brother may argue with her, but that's only in private. When they're outside, my friend is the boss. He doesn't dare defy her at all, and he's super in-tune with her feelings. That's the kind of brother worth having, right, Ms. Shaw?" Brooke had seen it coming, but it still stung. It was true; she couldn't argue. Jared had completely ignored how she and Horace felt in a setting like this. He was beyond disobedient.

Her life in California must have been so sheltered, so peaceful—an existence far removed from the chaos and bloodshed that defined mine. I clenched my fists, torn between regret and the cold practicality that had been drilled into me since childhood. "Having emotions will make your enemies get to you. Be ruthless, or you’ll end up like your father," my trainer’s voice echoed in my mind. His words had shaped me into who I was today—a man who showed no mercy to those who dared to cross him.

My arm felt as if it had been replaced with a bar of iron and I could barely move my weary limbs. “Goodbye, cruel world.” I thought to myself. Around me, novices tore apart their victims and I was secretly proud of them – even though they weren’t actually in control of their own bodies. Ally sliced open her opponent’s jugular and was rewarded with a fountain of blood and the soldier who had marched before me cut down two foes at once, never revealing his hesitation. My heart cried out for my allies, praying that they would win this battle. Me? I was useless but I was determined to go out with a bang.