Brothers In Arms: Earned In Blood Novels & Stories

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.”

CHAPTER 45 — THE BROTHER BORN OF BLOOD The world narrowed to the sound of crackling fire and the slow, deliberate footsteps behind Riven. His brother— The man had grieved. The man whose grave he had stood over. The man he had sworn never to become. Was standing alive in the burning warehouse, weapon lowered but confidence sharp enough to cut through bone. “Easy,” the man drawled. “Wouldn’t want to spill your little boyfriend’s blood more than necessary.”

The side of Bryan’s face got sprinkled with the man’s blood. “I’m sorry, baby!” Amy apologized to her husband after she saw the Infantry-man’s blood baptize Bryan’s face. Amy felt a rush of exhilaration come over her after shooting the Infantry-man. After saving her husband from a loaded pistol, Amy turned her attention to her little boy, trying to figure out a way to get him out of 2Pac’s arms. Irena watched as Amy aimed the automatic rifle at her, and she quickly aimed her revolver at Amy. “I wanna hold my baby.” Amy pointed at her son before moving toward Irena with her hands gripping the rifle. She took the position of a Navy Seal approaching enemy territory. Amy ended the lives of the t

Alpha Grim yelled, seeing that one of them had fallen and the Rogues began to throw spears at our enemies, killing them one after the other. Soon, we had the upper hand. We slayed everyone on sight and took more strides into the Pack. We had lost a good number of men though, and we were yet to see their army. The odds were hardly in our favour but I still kept my belief. "Forward!" I recognised that voice. It belonged to my brother. Finally, we were about to get the fight that we came for and not some silly tricks that he had up his sleeves. "We meet again, brother," I smiled as soon as I sighted him. "It'll seem you didn't take my offer."

replied Eriwan being stuck between his warm smile and his sorrowful tears. Erito kept on pushing his elder brother’s body away inasmuch as the sound of the intruders’ footsteps was drawing closer and closer. Yet, it was all too late. Eriwan was still in his stationary position. Above his younger brother’s tearful gawking eyes, Eriwan was shot several times. Some of the bullets also managed to nestle inside his back neck. However, Eriwan didn’t feel hurt at all although he’d felt drops and drops of his blood had begun to flow down from his back neck.

His gray eyes looked up at me, huge and glassy, filled with this raw, desperate fear that made my chest ache. I hesitated. The words bunched up in my throat, sticky and hard to say. But I had to, didn’t I? I had to keep my end of the deal with his older brother. So, I did it: I brushed my thumb along his cheek, gently, and right away his tears spilled over. “All right, I’m going to forgive you, but not now,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Give me time. Give me time to figure this whole thing out.”

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.

I commanded. They were into some staring competition. My words fell deaf on Rose's ear. “And in the course of saving my life, almighty Emmett turned me to his kind. Dad, the bloodstains which you see here are mine.” It was my turn to bolt, “What?”

We all started having our breakfast and then left for the office. We reached the school and soon we all went to our respective classes and I got busy with that. It was lunchtime and we all gathered to have lunch. Our friends also joined us along with their friends. My siblings call all of my friends bhai and their friends call us bhai. When everyone says we can feel envy In their eyes. As they feel I am the best brother. After school, we all are going back home. We were waiting for our car as it was late today.

I changed between my sword and my guns and after a while I even lost count of how many I had killed, somewhere past seventy-five and no more than two hundred. Eventually all that stood on the battlefield were humans, not counting myself. Someone touched my shoulder. I spun around and aimed my gun only to see Arisa's worried face. "Mark," she whispered," are you okay? Your eyes are starting to change to red..." That brought me back down to reality. I closed my eyes for a few seconds, forcing myself to calm down. When I opened my eyes, she smiled. "Head count?!" I yelled, keeping my eye contact with her a little longer than I should have.