Brothers At Arms Novels & Stories

He quietly nodded in agreement to his words and walked out of the room. "The elder brother will be the reason for the destruction of the younger one," he sighed in a melancholic tone as he walked towards his room. The next morning, Lucian was getting ready for the day when Wilson entered his room. "Boss," he addressed Lucian. "Yeah Wilson, tell me, what are the deals of today?" Lucian asked. "At first, we have a drug deal with Kennel, he will prepare for the consignment of a hundred million. Then we will be having a group of girls who are imported from South Asia for our escort service by afternoon and then we have an arms deal with Andrew Flinch," Wilson informed.

I was struggling so hard now my head began to drum in a headache. He brushed my hair back gently. “I will win, wed you, and fuck that arrogance out of you.” I inhaled unintentionally. “Good girl,” he smiled coyly, walking away. I could barely concentrate as the brothers prepared to arm wrestle. The room had become unbearably hot as Colt took off his jacket, exposing his burly tattooed arms, hard as timber. I painfully resisted pressing my knees together, because my legs were in full view. By the time Colt grabbed his brother’s arm, thick forearm veins standing out, I was sweating.

Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks. Brent, Jarret’s younger brother is still in the Army. After he gets out, he will be joining the club. His road name will be Army. Joel, Tracker’s younger brother is still in the Marines, when he retires, he’ll also join the club. His road name will be Rebel. CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC

Either one or both of the brothers are playing games with us, they want to speak pick a side make us look dumb because it is unwise. For a kingdom Galentia it would be the most stupid thing we would ever do. If we ever want to interfere in the kingdom battle, it would be between two kingdoms, and not stupid. Fracas among silly brothers. whoever sent out the message knew exactly what he was doing. We found ourselves in the middle of the war, and we joined in. We caught a glimpse of the man in uniform who belonged to the Warriors of Rosebridge. Instead, we got ourselves into picking side of the one of the brothers Eli.

Iris said, and Roger nodded. “Now, Arman, Dominic, Stavros… I need to have a balance of all the armed forces available… We need to know the headcount and level of training. Teams and designated commanders for each group,” I said, and they nodded. “Just so you know, in my realm we have worked on a special armour…” Dominic surprised me, “It is light and quite effective, but it is bulletproof, leaving very few vulnerable spots for our guys to get hit with a bullet… in this case, the serum,” he informed me, and I smirked.

Alpha Damian's eyes landed on us as well and he frowned, ordering most of his men to transform and kill everyone pointing towards our direction; many of them started shifting into wolves, the air filling with the ripping sound of flesh reforming and the low, feral growls that always set my teeth on edge. “Come on, brothers, let's educate them on why we are called the brothers of carnage,” Arman said, grinning like he always did before a fight, and we smiled back and charged forward. Our main target was Damian, so we made all our moves to get to him.

His voice didn't have any form of humour or sarcasm in it, I turned to face him. “Huh?” I asked, wearing a confused smile so I don't seem foolish to another brother. “Anything you need to get to Justin, ask me. If it requires using my name, my body, anything at all… You can use me.” Okay… can someone tell me why my brother-in-law is offering himself as a human shield all of a sudden? And seriously, why did he ever think about that? My eyes go endlessly around random objects in the study, trying to avoid his eyes. I gave a polite nod and opened the door.

“I'm not sure this is the best move for someone still getting familiar with our way of operation here.” The room went quiet. Two of the three other men nodded but I couldn't read Morgan’s face. Someone still getting familiar with our mode of operation. Even though the words were delivered professionally, everyone understood what they meant. “The distribution contracts,” Aaron said. “The companies have a good relationship with us. I have spoken with them so there is no problem with retention.” Dorian maintained his expression. “You have spoken with them.” “Yes,” Aaron answered. Dorian folded his arms across his chest. “In what capacity? You have only been in this building for less than a day.

All three crossed their arms over their chests as they stood at the doors. Breed glared hard at all three men. His VP and his Enforcers. They looked pissed but they stepped in and the doors closed. Breed then finally looked back at his brother. “You and me.” Blade cocked his head at him. Breed raised his fists as he got into a boxing stance. “Man to man. You and me.” Blade blinked his eyes in surprise. “You mean fight you?” Breed nodded. “But what purpose would that—”

However, I still turned around and left. Perhaps leaving would help him not get in more trouble. After all, he honestly was not trying to be a burden, but Father knew more than I did. As I looked ahead, there were men in armor surrounding this building. I wondered if this was what my aunts had educated me in learning to be a chapel. Walking near one of these men, I knew they were guards. For the humans, they serve to maintain order in the human's territory, but these warriors were a mixture based on their armor color; it was exciting, yet I couldn’t concentrate that quickly as Landon placed his hand on my shoulder to talk to me, “just arrived to have a lover? You work fast, sister! But remem