Emiru Brother Novels & Stories

— Ethan, you’re not going to pull a dirty trick on me, you need to get home quickly, everyone is waiting for you, he said in a low but tense voice. A silence of a few seconds. — Everyone? replied a deep voice on the other end of the line. What are you up to, Thomas? — I'm not up to anything! Dinner is ready and we’re just waiting for you, Thomas insisted, a bit annoyed. Then, without giving his brother a chance to reply further, he abruptly hung up. He returned to the living room, his face taut with a nervous smile. His uncle Gérard welcomed him with a pat on the shoulder, immediately sensing the source of his distress.

I took a step closer but stopped when her face went blank in fear, “You know I’m not going to hurt you Emily. I’m your brother.” “That’s the thing. I have no idea what you can or cannot do. And you are not my brother…I mourned my brother fifteen years ago, because that was when I lost him. You are just a demon, a monster wearing his skin, so I would appreciate it if you stop acting like we are family - and stop disturbing me.” “Emily….” “My brother isn’t a monster, like you.” She said and gave me a humorless chuckle, “My brother is gone, rest his soul.”

I nearly choked on my drink. It was on the tip of my tongue to remind him that he was the one who insisted on walls. But I swallowed the retort. “I’m not as prim and conventional as you think,” I said, offering a small smile. “I’ll call you Alex.” “Splendid,” he said. “And may I call you Emi?” I hesitated. “It’s Emily. Short for Emilia. My mom was feeling poetic.” I said, talking nonsense to cover my embarrassment as he gave me another of his searching looks

I said calmly. “Then what do you call what you did downstairs?” she shot back. “You announced it like it was already happening.” “It is.” She stared at me like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You’re insane,” she muttered. I didn’t react. She took a breath, trying to calm herself. “You’re my brother, Lucien.” “No.” The word came easily, without hesitation. “I never acknowledged you as my sister. I never called you that." She laughed, shaking her head.

Alpha Emery smiles. “Augustus, allow me to introduce my sons—Luca, Evren, Jace, and Reed.” Augustus studies them with interest. “Are they all the same age?” he asks curiously. Alpha Emery lets out a short laugh. “Yes. My first wife gave birth to quadruplets.” “Fascinating.” Augustus nods while staring at the brothers as if he’s never seen anything like them before. Alpha Emery turns slightly and places a hand near my shoulder. “And this is my stepdaughter, Tabitha,” he says. “She’s a remarkable girl, this one.”

“I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused you. I know that I don’t deserve to call you my brother, but I promise you this much, I’ll do anything I can to get your Alina back.” No, I wasn’t convinced. After twenty-five years of hating him, of believing that he’s my enemy, I couldn’t suddenly start assuming that he would work things out. Then again, desperate times call for desperate measures. “Go.” Emiel ran ahead towards the temple at vampire speed. **** Emiel I stopped just in front of the temple, knowing perfectly well where the shield is supposed to be.

I run towards my room and jump out on my bed, I hear the door open, and I hear my twin brother's voice. "Ash, bro." My twin brother reaches out to me and puts his arms around me, trying to comfort me. "I know you and dad don't agree with each other. He is just strict about our decision, and I understand that." He is my little brother, Emberino or Ember for short. Whose always being considerate and very obedient to our dad. He follows everything our dad says, he is good at studying, and I'm not. "If modeling is always you wanted, I'll talk to dad and might give you a chance." He says that as he pulls me up.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

His heart skipped as he recognized the boy as Clement, his brother whom he hadn’t seen for ages. “Come on, meet your brother, Clems,” Emilio said with a smile as he looked at Clement who was staring at Eden with disgust. “Eden doesn’t need to meet anybody, right?” Emilia asked as she looked at her son’s face He kept silent and all that appeard before him was the scene of the day he was brought back home by his mother years ago. “Come here son, make yourself comfortable” She said as she dragged his hand to a seat.

“We’re on ‘sketchy grounds’ because that asshole-” “Emrys.” I stopped him… I did want to hear why Emeric was an asshole, although I did want to know what kept these brothers seperated, and I didn’t want my mates blood pressure to go up anymore than it had to be. “What matters is that your brother, your own blood, is trying to not only help us, the King and Queen, or the palace. He is willing to help those victims and families that have lost one of their own, he is trying to prevent murders, not on-go them.”