Dearest tycoons: aka my four brothers Novels & Stories

We were both shocked to find each other in the same place. “The most annoying cousin brother on earth, welcome home Tyler” Denver grumbled. My chest heaved up and down as I found it hard to breathe. I never saw that coming. Denver and Tyler are cousins?

I couldn’t wait! I could feel the excitement of all my brothers. It was unusual for us all to share the title, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. With the Silvermoon pack members, I think we had one of the largest packs now; it needed all four of us to manage it all. We had picked out our beta’s, gammas and delta’s for the ceremony. I think beta Rupert was looking forward to a break after all the work Gabriel had given him. A mix from the two packs. I believed it would help the Silvermoon feel welcome and the Silverbrook still feel important.

He stepped forward with a calm that didn’t match the tension. “Evening, gentlemen,” he said. “Name’s Dez. President of the Brothers of Steel.” Murphy folded his arms. “Brothers of what now?” “Brothers of Steel,” Dez repeated, smiling just a little. “I sent the word for you to come…”

Adrian sat behind the wheel in a casual yet expensive suit, focused on the road with a flat, unreadable expression. I kept my gaze fixed on the window, watching the rows of trees blur past. Finally, my curiosity became unbearable. "Who are you, really? And who is your father?" Adrian didn't look my way. His fingers tapped the steering wheel in a steady rhythm. "I am your brother, and he is your father. Isn't that what's written on your mother's marriage certificate?" "Don't play games with me. I heard your conversation last night," I hissed, emboldened. "You were talking about shipments and making people vanish. That's not the language of a real estate businessman."

Bright enough that I could see the light of it reflected in Draven's wide, stunned eyes. "Nobody is taking me anywhere," I said, and my voice shook even as it carried, fury and grief and exhaustion tangled together into something that didn't sound entirely like my own voice anymore. "Not you." I looked at the old man. "Not you." I looked at his son. "And not any of you either," I said, turning last to the four brothers standing frozen at the treeline, watching me like they'd never actually seen me before tonight. "I am done being handed between people who decided what I was worth before I ever got a say in it."

Veronica's POV: I assumed the brothers were actually coming toward us… That’s how it looked. But unfortunately, they were immediately surrounded by all the young women in the room. Well, all except for Penny and me… we were just watching them. “They’re the Ashfords,” Penny whispered in my ear. “They are the ‘Billionaire Brothers’... You know, my family’s law firm handles some of their cases.” “Oh… the Ashfords!” I blurted out, finally recalling where I’d heard that name before.

“I wouldn’t expect him to leave work just to come get me.” Stacy scoffed. “That man is unbelievable. What kind of brother doesn’t even check on his sister? All he does is send random gifts like that makes up for everything.” I laughed softly, trying to act normal. “He’s always been like that,” I said. “You know how busy he is.” “Girl, I know he’s running the country’s top company and all that,” she said, “but that’s not an excuse.” I could already imagine her rolling her eyes.

It's Greta's voice acting as a lovely child to her brother. "Oh wow, you missed me now after you became the 2nd wealthiest wife? It's been a month dear sister, but you only miss me now?" His voice was gentle and sounded jealous. "Brother, I have something to tell you. If you want to become one of the wealthiest business tycoons, meet me tomorrow." "Oh sister dear, what scam is that? Ok then, let's meet. I will give u my gift since I did not manage to attend your wedding."

Mom huffs, using a sly grin to hide her exasperation. "Sorry, it's..." "This is Tyler, Kendrick and Wolfe," She points them out respectively, "They're triplets and your step brothers." Step what? My spoon falls from my hands and clatters to the ground. …

“No. I didn’t stay at home much. I came to work the next day after visiting Mom and Dad. “What tycoon? Who told you that a tycoon was in Wiltspoon?” “How do I know? I wouldn’t have asked you if I knew. You’re useless, Trenton.” Carrie hung up after scolding her brother again.