Dekus Brother Novels & Stories

“Engaged to Ajaxson? Why would she do that? That’s so…unless does he have something over her? Is that it?” The words themselves drip with pity, and his insides cramp from immediate, slashing worry. Those strange questions took Lukas. "Huh? What? What do you mean?" Cruis also appeared equally taken back by Kurt’s choice of words. He stopped applying the herbs, abandoning the activity to focus on him entirely. “He killed his brother to be next in line for the throne.” Lukas lips parted at the information. He thought that his brother passed away due to a boating accident. “But—”

Margarita bobbed and lingered in the same position. “I am going to miss you, my baby,” Emotional, Decker pecked a kiss on her forehead. The date of her wedding is sliding soon on the calendar. “Never thought my daughter is going to get married from the same house where her father started his life,” Decker added. “It’s a blessing Daddy,” she smiled and pecked his shoulder. “Indeed,” “Where is brother?” “Don’t know; he went somewhere with Aslan,” Margarita gulped the lump, thinking, what if Aslan told Mateo about Samson? Mateo will not come here, but he will direct himself to kill Samson at once.

she said with tears, he then slipped the ring in her finger, it fits like a glove. My new brother who is yet to know his name started clapping so did I, he looked at me And smile, but I could see sadness hidden in it, I shook it off since it's not possible The marriage went by fastly as if he already made all necessary arrangements, Even before he proposed, I didn't get to spend much time with my new brother, His name is Mavis, everybody in our school know he is my brother now Though we have a different surname, he is Okafor and I bears the name of my father, Arinze

The men looked at the twins in shock, they quickly grabbed the beds and tried to lift them into the van, but couldn't. They looked behind them as saw the twins holding the beds. “You might want to let these beds go and get the hell outta here, because I can tell you my brother is still pissed about your friend putting his hand on his girl and might just take it out on both of yall.” Kekoa said looking at his brother who was still too angry to speak, because all he wanted to do was kill the men. The men nodded and let the beds go, Debra was in the corner crying her eyes out rocking back and forth.

Chelsea was telling Deidre what her favorite foods were when he came along through a back gate. “Hey, melon head,” Deidre greeted with a smile. “Hey, puke face,” he said back with a devastating smile. “Who’s this?” “This is Chelsea Van Dyke,” Deidre answered. “The idiot with the goofy grin is my brother, Derek.”

Chapter 33 The discovery of his hesitation changed everything. Not in a thunderclap of revelation, not in some grand victory to celebrate with champagne and parades, but in the quiet, insidious way a tide turns — subtle, inevitable, undeniable. For the first time, the stepbrother wasn’t just a phantom force bearing down on us. He was a man. A dangerous one, yes. Calculating, relentless, terrifying in his efficiency. But still… a man. And men had limits.

The Brenna I know would never had maintained a relationship past a month. “It’s seems like you have finally found someone who can keep up to your fun. I bet he fucks well”. She always had the upper hand when it came to teasing so I wasn’t going to let these chance waste. “Oh he does but I’m sure not as well as brother Charles” she replied with a knowing smirk and her eyebrows jumped up and down in celebration. If I had known the tables would turn, I would have just kept the peace.

"What happened to no women and children getting hurt?" Dejan shrugs his shoulders. “I have made it very clear from day one when I took my seat at The Brotherhood table. I follow the money and if the price is right… You understand what I’m getting at.” Leaning forward with his gaze trained on Branko, “it is no news to you that my brother is a bloodthirsty parasite. I have warned him multiple times that his craving for blood will eventually get him killed.” He says quietly with a heavy sigh riding his words.

He looked for a moment as though he were lost in thought, until he said, "I'm sorry if this sounds strange, but I've been searching for someone named Violet. My sister. She went missing years ago, and my father. well, he's dying. His last wish is to see her again." My heart ached at the sadness in his voice. "I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you find her. Clyde stared at me hard. "You look a lot like her." "What?" I blinked, taken aback. "Would you be willing to help me?" he asked seriously. "Pretend to be my sister. Just until my father…" He swallowed hard, his voice trailing away. "I'd pay you a million dollars a day. It's the only way to grant him some peace.

He growled, “Did you really think I was going to allow him touch you? You're mine!” "Shut up!” Derek snapped at him. But Kael just looked up at him and shook his head, "The prodigal son returns. I never thought I'd see you again after running off with a fucking vampire and betraying your entire family.” Kael. Derek. Brothers. This was unbelievable. Without thinking, I left the tent and marched to the car. I could feel Derek close behind me. "Hey, Emma!" he called out. But I didn't want to talk. There was nothing to talk about. Derek had kept all his secrets and made me feel like an evil person for keeping mine. He had a brother. He knew Kael was his brother and yet he's followed me here.