Brothers Of Darkness Novels & Stories

Two shadows appeared from either side and stood in front of her. “Hey sprite,” one of them sneered as they stepped into the light and I recognised Bryce and Blaine Stanton, former elite warriors of Dark Moon, traitors, and Meagan’s older brothers. “Come to join the winning side,” Bryce grinned at her, “Mum and dad miss you.” Even from here, I could see Meagan flinch. Other than one sibling, the whole family had been spies for Crimson Shadow, including Meagan’s father and former warrior commander. “I am on the winning side,” Meagan said confidently. "You’ll see.” I saw more movement and shadows appeared behind the brothers as their grins grew.

It was then that he materialized, emerging from the shadows like a ghost from the past—my brother, Dylan. Dylan, with his dark mane and piercing gaze, stepped into the moonlit arena with an air of malevolence. His presence sent ripples through the dream, an embodiment of the unresolved conflicts and familial complexities that lingered between us. In the dream, he wore a cloak of darkness, the embodiment of my struggles and the shadowy specter of my past.

"These are my brothers, Dominic and Darius." Blackthorne. My blood turned to ice. Everyone knew about the Blackthorne Pack, they were the most feared wolves in the region. Ruthless, violent, and completely without mercy. What were they doing here? The brother on the left, Dominic, I assumed, gave me what might have been a smile if it wasn't so predatory. He was handsome in a way that would probably make most girls swoon, with golden hair and features that belonged in a magazine. But his eyes held the same dangerous glint as his brothers'.

I asked as he backed me up against the wall. “Chaos happened. They killed ma brudder. I thought I’d kill one o’ them, but they are worse than cockroaches.” It all clicks. C.H.A.O.S. was undercover in the Damned Forsaken, and they killed this man’s older brother. From what I remember, the Derek I knew idolized hiand borderline worshipped his older brotherAll. All he had was his older brother and his mother. “You broke up with me after your brother died. I had no idea you and my Chaos boys were connected.”

Alistair ordered the guard and picked me up before walking out of the toy room my mom and dad once built only for me and Orabelle and in the same room laid the lifeless bodies of my loved ones. I didn't even have the strength to protest. My body went frozen, the image of my family's dead bodies got printed in my heart that I could never wipe away. Flashback ends.... Kaden "The three brothers who rule the Dark side of the Predators. Their sins had no boundaries and probably never have had. The hands tainted in the murders of innocent people for the hunger for power were the ones that shattered my life in only about an hour," She sobbed wiping her tears, I was too shocked to speak.

She told her that it was Sel who preserved the light of the world in the moon, to protect the world from the Darkness when the sun sank over the horizon. When Lyda asked about the Darkness, Iris then told her that the Light had a twin brother; an evil twin who wasn't born, but rather forced his way from the womb of the Sky Spirit to pursue his brother, killing her in the process. This twin became known as the Darkness. Lyda asked if he had a name, but Iris only shuddered and claimed that the name was lost with the last remnants of their ancestral tribe. Nevertheless, she explained that the Dark Twin's only goal was to snuff out the Light and cover all the world in its Darkness. This led to a

Anubis said, tapping his staff on the ground with a thundering echo. The concussion wave rolled over the brothers, sending them into the wall and darkness. ~~~ Yada woke from the dream, though she knew it was not a dream, but the truth of how the brothers came to be.

We all returned to the palace thinking of our next move. I never thought I would be involved in something like this. Hell, I had never thought this would be in a million years. First, I had battled an evil man leading an undead and occultic group of wolves called the Obsidian Wolves. I had also managed to bring together an army involving an unbelievable number of Alphas to ever be involved in a fight. Now, I was offering my alliance to a barely teenage girl to take over from her tyrannical brother. I paced the length of the room thoughts running through my mind about everything that had happened in the last few days.

"However, in your case, I can understand the estrangement. Siblings should not keep secrets from each other, and Rhychard has kept quite a few from you. He judges you, and yet, he has killed friends of mine with no remorse." Karl's eyes went wide. "No way! If my brother is anything, it's a sanctimonious, righteous do-gooder." "And yet, he has killed and will again. It's part of his secret and the reason you are here." Bertram sipped his bourbon. When he finished, he gestured to his sister with the hand holding the glass. "There are many races, such as Alana. Humans have always left them in the world of fantasy fiction, but I assure you, they are quite real. The dark elves who brought you her

“Let me be the judge of that.” “As you say.” He said, tugging her along with him. Taking a seat on the chair near his study desk, he pulled her along with him so she could sit in his lap. Using the grip on her waist, he pulled her back closer to his chest and rested his chin on her tensed shoulder. “Alright then.” He pulled a file closer toward her, allowing her to read the letter on it. “The brotherhood, in alliance with the bloodmoon and the darkstar.” She read, barely audible to even herself.