Brother Scan Novels & Stories

Just breathed and thought, made some promises to himself and made some decisions… and one included talking to his younger, smarter, way more successful and civilized brother, who was now a single Dad to a sweet little girl. Maybe Sam would understand Zoe better than Scars ever could? Maybe he could give his rough, idiotic, big brother a goddamn hint? Because right this minute, Scars would pay whatever was sitting in his bank account and buy a fucking clue, if it pointed him in the right direction.

Scout reminded Lovey of their origins. “Brother!” Lovey shouted out at Scout. She felt that he was speaking very disrespectfully. She looked at Sonnet apologetically. Sonnet waved her hands at her and said, “Go ahead and have lunch with your brother! Let’s chat if the opportunity arises in the future.” “What kind of opportunities will you have? Hear me out, evil b*tch. Don’t even think of leading Lovey astray!” Scout shouted fiercely. He then dragged Lovey away forcefully.

" It can look for bugs, hidden signals, and other things that might be sending our location. This will reveal anyone who might be a traitor. Xander's gaze expanded. "You've had that for how long?" Brad coldly answered, "I've been saving it for a moment like this." "Everyone, put your electronics down. Everything will be scanned. They all reluctantly obeyed. There was a soft beep as Brad turned on the scanner. The gadget whirred to life, displaying lines of code on its display screen. It looked around for a few anxious minutes, looking for any irregularities. Then it came to an end. There was a signal when the screen flashed red.

Sometimes. But there he sat, after all the years it took for her to try to forget him, legs stretched wide with his arms extended behind him, and what looked like a leather vest? Were those gang symbols? Some kind of group? What in the— “Patch is back,” was all her brother said. She drug her gaze away from his to her brother standing in the doorway with a cereal bowl in his hand. The idea to knock that cereal bowl out of his hands tempted her. How could he not prepare her for this?

He is unloading the flower bundles from the delivery truck they just received. "Nothing" Eva tried to brush it off. But Matt is too attentive to let it go easily. He gently placed the red rose bundle on the table and walked towards his sister. Eva tried to hide her hand, but he already noticed the drop of blood that dripped from her finger onto the glass counter. "Sis, hiding your palm doesn't reduce the pain. Here, let me clean it up for you" he said, before retrieving a first aid kit from a drawer. Eva sighed and let her brother clean the wound, before dressing it up with a band-aid.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

A scent that Brawen could never forget even if she died. A small cold hand grabbed Brawen's wrist, although it was small, it only took a single pull to make Brawen fall there. Bringing Brawen's body close to her small chest, his hand ran through Brawen's hair, his lips lightly brushing her shoulder. Then use a strong force to squeeze Brawen's shoulder: "You've met my brother, haven't you?". The boy just hugged Brawen roughly, inhaling the scent of Brawen as if he'd missed her for a hundred years. His flour-white skin pressed coldly against Brawen as if she were hugging a snowman.

"You know, don't you? Glad my men are at work." "If anything happens to Zach, I'll be the one to rat you out." I stood up not feeling comfortable being seated. "Are you threatening me, brother?" I can tell he's holding his anger but I'm more than determined to piss him the hell off, I want an excuse to break his nose. "Take it as a warning." He rises up looking at me intensively before laughing. "It's cute that you think because you are my brother I can't send my men to end your life, it's actually laughable." I want to say his words shocked me but it does not, it's the fact that I believed he could do it.

Juliette’s POV: The scent lingered long after the Warrior’s howl faded. It clung to the wind, sharp and controlled, threaded with something that made my blood hum in recognition. Not Rowan. Not the scout. Something else. The hidden brother’s presence felt deliberate, measured, like a hand placed just close enough to touch without making contact. “He crossed the boundary,” Bryan murmured beside me, crouching low as he examined the disturbed earth. “No rush. No struggle. Whoever this is, he wanted to be noticed.”

Tight jawline, pale white skin, dark hair with a couple white patches… He looked like an aged muscular version of Edward Cullen that was diagnosed with Lukemia a year and a half ago. “Brian?” He leaned against his desk. “You have a brother?” Shit. He pieces that together in seconds. Weird. Brian and I looked nothing like each other. I took pride in that, actually. “He's a new scout” Brian replied. “We're not brothers.” Thank God. At least he knew how to do one thing right. “We're half-brothers” he added. This stupid fucking asshole! “Oh” Liam groaned, more in pain than anything else. “You had a job to do, right?” He turned his attention to me, then glanced down at the files stained at the co