Brothers Novel Novels & Stories

THE COLLIN BROTHERS; Two most prominent business entrepreneurs in the entirety of Chicago. Xavier Collin and Hardy Collin; twins, but not identical. Xavier Collin, a brunette-haired man, endowed with the rarest fierce eyes, tall with a very antagonistic character. Also the owner of Fredo's inc. A fashion company. Hardy Collin on the other hand was way distinct from Xavier. With the way they acted publicly, it was easy to pinpoint that Hardy was the cheerful one, also more indulgent to work with. He owned an automobile company; RNV.

But in reality, no one would be this cruel, would they? “How many brothers do you have? I don't think I met them at the wedding.” I chewed and swallowed. "Were they present?" Gosh, I’m speaking like a true married woman. “Seven.” Ralph looked away with a strained expression. “All dead.” A chill crept up my spine. At the back of my mind, I saw Ralph as one of the three brothers from the novel, so I had to ask, “You killed them, didn’t you? To take over your father as the head of the family.”

"All I'm saying is, you're acting out of character in regards to her." Riley stepped over a log on their trek through the dark forest on the way to the clearing. "What happened to my bookworm brother who calculates every angle before making a decision?" Brady sighed and glanced several yards ahead at the women, but they didn't seem aware of the quiet conversation between him and his brothers. "I'm right here. The same guy."

Charlotte's mouth dropped at the mention of her brothers. "Oh yes. I know who you are," Drakor replied. "I found great joy in turning the Brotherhood against the Barinovs. If they aren't already killing each other, they soon will be. Your death will be made to appear like the other side was responsible. Blood calls out for blood, and when it is over, I will finish off whoever is still alive. But your drug intrigues me, so we will chat a little longer." Shit Charlotte's heart skipped a few heartbeats, the rush of terror hitting her anew.

I looked at the screen and saw it was one of my brothers texting me, bitch ass Leviathan, prince of envy. Levi: I hear you have a new toy bro Me: not yours Levi: come on you can share Me: not this one Levi: well either way I’ll be there tomorrow, you can show it to me then Me: bug off Levi: love you too Great. The last thing I need is him here trying to take Rose from me. I love my brothers, kinda. But they get on my nerves. They’re all about violence and money while I’m all about love. Well, love in my own twisted way.

I was still in my daze when I felt the effect of his heavy pounch on me, bursting my lips in the process. "You should watch your words! Don't talk to me as if I'm your slave! I'm not! I'm your brother!" With every word coming from him, I couldn't help but laugh even though I felt pain on my bursted lips. "Do you act like one? I've stopped considering yourself as my brother since five years ago! You are nothing but a murderer and a betrayer!" I spat to his face as his attack on me brought the past memories that hit me hard.

A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. But I wanted this, didn’t I? He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-"

BROTHERS AT WAR ( Love conquers) Chapter one ~ FLASHBACK~ 16 years old Logan and Landon were playing in the basketball court happily. Logan was more happy cos he was playing as a team with his brother against another. The school and everyone knew these twins to be inseparable... but yes they've got haters not just for being the most popular student but being the most wealthiest. Their parents happens to be influential and a successful multinational company CEO and both children know how much they get each month for allowance.

Laughing the brother shook his head, “Yes but I know how to handle these things, give her to me I’ll break her in for you.” The brothers found pleasure in plummeting villages and taking human woman for themselves, treating them worse than dogs, clenching my jaw I felt an incredible buildup of anger toward this brother in particular. “I’ve marked her so she’s mine, I’ll kill her if she steps out of line,” Nodding once one of the other brother’s standing beside Groban thought it over, “You marked it, you keep it, just be careful,” He said sternly while patting him on the back. Nodding once Groban pulled me up onto my feet again as he started pulling me in the direction away from our camp and a

“Kofe, handle the rear while I take those javelin-throwers. Be careful, the big one looks mean.” He speaks with gusto. This is where he belongs; in the thick of battle where life or death decisions are made in slivers of moments. His brother had said the same during one of the many times they had fought side-by-side. The young lord throws his hand axe at a branch on which he had last seen a dark figure, despite knowing he would miss. He senses the breath and spike of blood lust at the seeming mistake, and fires a volley of bolts into an adjacent tree. After a series of thuds of iron impaling flesh and age-old bark, the adversary’s tail and toes dangle into sight, blood streaking the vines li