Brotherhood Outcast Novels & Stories

He just thought about one thing, that somehow or other, he just has to break the family apart and that would lead Lucian to his destruction. "So, I am saying you about... The infidelity of your... Wife... And all you... Care about... Is your mentally... Unstable brother," Christopher stammered. And the next moment, a punch landed on his gut. He groaned in pain, but Lucian yanked his hair yet again. "I said not a word against my brother. He isn't mentally unstable. He was suffering but he has fought and now he is alright. So don't you dare take his name from your filthy mouth," Lucian gnarled.

“Look, Rowan, don’t despair. We’ll find some way to fix this. I know that you have a new family, but regardless of what you think of me, you’re still my little brother─my only family, and I will protect you. My Halo is your Halo, and if you need sanctuary or blood, all you need to do is ask.” Swallowing deeply, I look into my brother’s eyes and see his sincerity. A thought occurs to me then. “Okay, …bro. If we’re going to make this work, you’ll need to meet my foster father and my brothers. I think it’s time that I tell them what I’ve been up to. What do you say?” Tristan’s lips quirk with pleasure. “I say, I’d love to meet them and thank them for taking care of my little brother. Your foste

"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 can't begin to imagine the pain, luckily they said nobody was asked to call names of the culprit, they all served as the scapegoat. "So he gave us 10 strokes of Cain" she said, Martha and I gasped, I would pass out on the 5th one, "well some couldn't handle 10, people like me got only 6 but its still hell" she said, I know cause that man is a demon "So what made my brother monster," I asked, truthfully it angered me she called him a monster "He received 15 strokes of Cain and still didn't budge," she said like she still can't believe herself, Martha and I exchanged a glance

Almost enough. But then I stumbled, colliding with someone solid—someone whose hand caught me before I could fall. Aiden. The world stilled. His grip was firm, steady, searing through the fabric of my dress. His eyes locked with mine, and something unspoken burned there—something I couldn’t name, something I didn’t dare to. “You should be careful,” his voice was low, meant only for me. “Wouldn’t want to fall.” Liam appeared instantly, sliding between us, his arm looping around my shoulders. “She’s fine,” he said lightly, not even catching the electricity sparking between me and his brother.

“I want to hit this fucker hard and fast and take away everything he’s ever worked for. I want to send the word out that no one touches what’s mine. Timothy Flynn made his last mistake this morning when he took my woman.” Roman thrust his hand into the circle the five of them made. Sazon put his hand on top of Roman’s, soon Barshan and Yuri’s hands joined the others. Finally, Mikial’s hand topped theirs. Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.”

“When the moon is void and the waters bleed, we strike.” Her high priestess approached, whispering: “And the boy?” Valeria’s teeth bared. “I won’t kill him.” A pause. “I’ll hollow him.” III. The Brotherhood’s Pact That night, the four brothers stood outside under the moon, watching the stars shift. “We started as mafia kings,” Petrov said, sipping vodka. “Now we chant spells and shield babies.” Sokolov laughed bitterly. “I had no idea things like this existed. I used to shoot first, ask later.”

Jenny gave the tip of her hat gesture at Sly as a sign of thank you for the amusement which Sly answered her with a smug face. Aidan, who watched everything in the front row, couldn't help but be impressed. They acted as real siblings. Bickering something useless, talking lightly, making fun of each other, and walking away with anger yet with clear air. They acted like they were family. “The Outcast is my real family. We have been through a lot, surviving as a family. We are family. Hyena, Wild Bunny, Mandrill Monkey, Vampire, Zombie, and some people from SO… they are my family. As much as you are my family, brother Aidan.”

"He would be driven by passion, and he would come alone. Besides, we are members of the Outlanders. We have our own guys." My brother, Vince, is a fugitive as he had committed a series of untold crimes against his pack. Crimes that even I would frown upon if they weren't done by my brother. He was an administrator who worked directly under the Alpha of our pack, and using his position, he committed embezzlement, fraud, unlawful accusations on people who didn't do his bidding—females especially—and espionage. He sold some of the pack's secrets to other foreign packs while we were at war. I know he is the vilest person I have ever known, but he's still my brother and he has always looked out f

In other words, he was excommunicated from the organization, and that made him as pissed as hell. I guess he felt betrayed by them because their oath of initiation clearly states that they will never abandon a brother in need. But in his case, they did. And that made him furious. He never went back to them and even when his membership was revoked, he still didn’t bother to relinquish his Bratva soldiers to them. He kept them by his side, and he has been using them to fight his personal wars all this while. The reports of his atrocities have been forwarded to them and now they have to do something about it before they get in trouble as well. I bet the cops would pay another visit to their hea