Dc Comics Brother Blood Novels & Stories

My brother and I, we had always been so close, but now it felt like we were strangers. "This is going too far, Alex. I will not support abduction of minors, whatever their origin may be." "Who cares? They are insignificant, filthy and deserve to suffer!" My brother spat, revealing more of his bestial side. "What about all those human girls who ended up being molested or killed due to your lack of self-control? You have some serious issues, and they need to be properly addressed, brother. Your obsession with blood and power has become extreme and increasingly erratic, bordering on being unmanageable. You need help."

Bruce was second in line, his brother Conrad, was supposed to be dad’s Beta. Bruce and Conrad had been out on patrol one early morning when they got a mind-link that rogues had breached the northern border. By the time my grandfather, dad and our warriors got there, Conrad was dead. Bruce was holding his brother’s dead body in his arms, crying. The area looked like a fight had happened and Bruce had injuries that were slowly healing. He was covered in blood that we assumed was rogue blood mixed with his and Conrad’s since he was holding his bloody body. No one ever questioned his story. I mean why would they, Conrad was his brother. What if Bruce arranged to have his brother killed for the B

He didn’t even hesitate to save us. And although it was not the circumstance I expected, he owed him one. “I must drink his blood,” he dropped on me as soon as we reached the hall. I denied immediately, even before I processed his words. Drink his blood? No, that was a price I was not willing to pay. “Little creature, your brother is in a very serious condition. The blow to his head is delicate. If I don’t suck his blood now, there could be serious consequences, ” he tried to explain calmly.

She really needs help and quick. Then I feel it, Amphion’s blood is what is keeping both Jinn and Diona alive. I remove my hand and walk around to my brother, his eyes are wild as if screaming at me from the inside. The veins in his neck strain against the invisible sorcerer that is holding him in place. I place my hand on my brother's arm, again pain but something else is stronger, anger.

"Ian, what you're doing is wrong. You're family; blood is thicker than water. That was a human life!" However, she was shoved aside before she could even touch his clothes. "B*tch, do you think I really like you? I just can't stand seeing him happy. A woman who hooks up with her fiancé's brother… Only he would treasure you." Her forehead hit the table, leaving a large bump. However, Zelda ignored her injury, standing there in a daze. "No... It's not like that... You seduced me first. You said you liked me and would treat me well. But I already betrayed Mason... If you hadn't lied to me, I wouldn't have left him... You're such a shameless jerk to even ruin your own brother's relationship."

I don’t even need to look to know what 13-year-old Viktor saw, because I can still see it clear as day. Konstantin was holding Kai; my older brother’s body was covered in blood, his long blonde hair matted with gore. I didn’t know at the time that it was my mother’s blood, or the entire coven’s… or rather, I knew, but I didn’t want to believe it. I can feel my brother’s misery from here, and so could the younger version of me. He’s clutching his chest and tries to level his breathing, but it doesn’t seem to be working at all.

He told me about the two brothers that came from the human world, those two bastards entered into Rogue territory and promised the Rogue’s, sanctuary and wealth in exchange for their help to get revenge on Blood moon pack… The Rogue told me that the brothers were werewolves, and they both had Alpha blood. Those two bastards killed my wife and they also wanted my company. I didn’t spare the Rouge’s life, i ripped his heart out of his chest. And since that day, I’ve been looking for the two brothers.

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 said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.” Vegas began to nod like he understood what I was saying, finally he stood up from the chair and now he walked closer until he was standing directly in front of me. His voice dropped into something intimate and conspiratorial. “Do you know what we need to do, baby?” I was silent. “We need to cut her wings,” Vegas continued smoothly. “Letting her learn from your brother won't help us, instead, it's only going to make her stronger.” My gaze hardened as I locked in with his.

The mark on her wrist flickered faintly in rhythm with the flames—like her power couldn’t decide whether to rest or wake. Zevran crouched nearby, sharpening his blade with slow, deliberate strokes. Sparks leapt, reflecting in his eyes. He didn’t speak, and Kaelira wasn’t sure whether that made her more or less aware of him. Finally, she broke the silence. “You said Taren’s your brother’s son.” Zevran didn’t look up. “I did.” “And your brother—?” “Dead,” he said simply. “Killed by the Dominion when they learned he carried moonblood. He took their experiments to his grave.” His voice stayed calm, but Kaelira felt the flicker of something raw through the bond—pain, tightly caged.