Dc Comics Brother Blood Novels & Stories

She thought they could clear their debts. It pains her any time she remembers that her family almost paid off the debt. It was remaining just a little, and yet they were heartlessly murdered... "Luciana." Raziel's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. He had an idea what was going through her mind. "I told you my blood can heal." He then pulled her closer, and bit his wrist until it began to bleed. "Drink. I know it's not as pleasing to humans as it is to us, but it will help heal your scars."

The sight of blood pushed me to the edge, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. His words cut through the haze of my distress. "Why make such a fuss? Your brother was deep into the Mafia. Blood must have been a regular sight for you." My brother was involved in the Mafia? I am not sure why or how he is talking so negatively about my brother when he himself is everything that he defines about himself. "Please, just stay away. Don't touch me with those bloodied hands," I pleaded, my voice quivering as I frantically tried to inch away.

“I’m much worse.” The blood drained from my face and I plastered a fake smile on my face, unsure how to respond. “I am a Castello, and we’re worse than any blood sucking vampire could be,” he said with a wink, and I felt the wave of relief wash over me as he continued. “My brother killed my father in front of an entire congregation of wedding guests. I have some big shoes to fill in the blood and gore department.” I blinked a few times, trying to process the information. “Sorry, what?”

He chuckled. "No, The Blue Moon is going to be the Blood Moon’s sub pack, led by its own Alpha… Alpha Damon Nicholson, my brother." Liam said quietly, my eyes snapped up to his. His words resonated in my head and I was shocked to see the glitter of emotions in his eyes. My heart raced as I stared at him. There was no guilt in his eyes, simply sadness and sincerity.

He began his story much easier this time, no longer marinating in the fear of judgement. "My blood has run synonymously with the Blood pack for centuries, my uncles all upheld the Alpha seat, carrying out reckless brutality and unforgiving violence at the whim of tradition. My uncle never mated, never produced an heir, so the keys to the trade were passed on to his most direct family member - my older brother Lucian. He is ruthless, cold hearted and calculated. He will not stop until every drop of blood has been shed, man woman and child." "Your...your brother?" I stammered in response, feeling my eyes widen as I connected the dots.

Something darker — something that had been growing for years. He leaned closer to his brother. "I don't want your money, brother." His voice dropped. "I want to watch you lose everything." Adrian's face hardened. Liam smiled. "The way you've always taken everything from me. And I want you to stay away from her. None of your business — her and the pregnancy. Get lost, brother." Liam walked away. I was in the office that moment, listening to all of it. But Adrian had already told me not to get involved.

She looked straight into my eyes and blurt out that I never expected that my brother would betray me like this. "Do you know who you have given your blood to??? No problem, I tell you, you have given blood to your biggest enemy, whose father snatched your mother's life, you saved her life, and it will be enough for you to show how much your brother loves her. He loves her more than you because the sister on whose body he gets hyper after seeing a single scratch asked the same sister to donate blood for her. I don't need you to tell you who comes first for him” She threw some pictures at me which slip off my body and ended up at my feet.

…Alpha Rowland's pov .. I couldn't shake off the sense of foreboding that settled over me as the news of a surprise attack on my brother reached my ears. Alpha Robert, my half-brother from the Black Blood Pack, was known for his ruthlessness and hunger for power. Our packs had long been entangled in a bitter rivalry, fueled by an ancestral feud that seemed impossible to mend. Bur

Why would Tammy ask me to come here? Despite my anger, I wasn’t willing to approach them. I was about to leave when the sound of breaking glass startled me. I turned to see the girl who had been kissing Silas toss a glass onto the ground. It wasn’t accidental—she leaned down to pick up a shard. I watched with horror as she ran the sharp edges across her arm. Red beads of blood appeared on the injury, and she presented it to my brother. My brother, who I had believed all this time, never consumed human blood. At first, Silas looked reluctant, but Tammy whispered something into his ear, causing his eyes to turn crimson. Soon, he was leaning down and gulping the blood flowing freely. I felt lik

He shifts my thongs and inserts a finger inside me, making me hoist up on the bed and shout, "fuck, Wolfie." "Scarlet?" I jostle up from the bed, sweating all over as my eyes scan everywhere in my confusion. Has all that been a dream? For fucksake, Scarlet! How can I be having wet dreams about my stepbrothers? I think that is even worse until my body swerves to the right-hand side of the bed and goes stiff. Standing before my bed grinning down at me is no other than my three stepbrothers. I flinch backwards, sitting up from the bed. "What are you doing here?" I swipe at my face.