Emiru Brother Novels & Stories

“But promise me, Emery… promise me you’re not suffering alone.” Emery blinked rapidly, the tears burning her eyes. She bit her lip until she tasted blood, forcing her voice into steadiness. “I promise. I’m okay, Mom. Don’t think about me just focus on getting stronger, please.” There was a shuffle, and then a younger, brighter voice broke through the line. “Emery!” Her brother. Emery’s heart squeezed painfully as her little brother’s laughter filled the silence. “Emery, guess what? I scored the highest in math this week! The teacher even said I could be an engineer someday.”

she explained. “damn,” Lucius punched his fist into thin air. “I do not want to kill my brother,” Lucius heard himself say. And Emelda’s heart went out to him again. Here he was, thinking of his brother’s life while the brother in question had the intention of killing him. “Your highness,” Emelda called him, she didn’t even know that she had addressed him as royalty but something in her subconscious needed a reminder that he was king and that she recognized him as one. Battle or not.

Emilio looked at his brother but didn't utter a single word, at least I know Elijah could silence him. Elijah's eyes settled on me, enough to catch my attention and he soon sensed my irritation. Having to deal with two brothers was enough of a headache, it was like running a nursery with Emilio and Elijah was just like a teenage boy, playing for keeps but also not knowing his players, and quite pleasing, watching them crumble at my nonchalant smirks and uninterested eyes. "Your wife is a real meanie"Emilio says pouting at his brother and pointing his index finger at me.

Her mother clasped Emmie’s hands in hers and nodded. “Yes, my dear. You have a brother. From what he has told me—and from Mr. Crampton said about last evening’s party, I think you have already met Elias.” “I have?” “Yes. He was the one that caught you climbing a tree.” Stunned, Emiline couldn’t speak for a few moments. I have a brother? Why did it have to be him? “But Mother, he was very rude! I cannot possibly have a brother who is that spiteful.”

“You expect me to tolerate that snake in my own home for a damn month?” “I expect you to act like a man who understands the importance of family,” my father replied smoothly. I let out a humorless laugh. “Family?” I shook my head. “Victor isn’t my family.” “He’s your only remaining brother.” I went cold. “No, he’s not.” My grip tightened on the phone. “My only recognized brother is—” I swallowed hard, forcing the name out— “Emilio. And he’s dead.” A brief silence. Then, my father exhaled.

Even Alexander himself will not dare to say no to Damien. Just like Damien ordered, the butler and the servant pushed Jake down until he is sitting near Damien's feet. Damien kicked Jake on his face, which made Jake fall back on the floor, flat on his back. He groaned with pain. "Brother, why are you hurting me like this?" Jake tried to use their relationship as a shield to protect himself. Damien laughed humourlessly when he heard Jake's words. "Brother? Who said you are my brother? I am a Bishop and you are a stray whom my father picked up with pity. Don't you ever call yourself my brother again" Damien sneered.

Then there is still nothing it was changed. This is still his old greedy and cunning brother. His vision became very dark. "What you want will never happen. Jean will never choose you." Andrius looked at him evilly. "Don't let me take a drastic step." Emmanuel couldn't hold back his emotions. He grabbed the collar of his brother's shirt and violently lifted it up. His eyes widened in horror. He stared straight at him. "Stay away from Jean, Andrius. You said it yourself, you don't know me. You don't know what I can do."

The older man eyed her, his brown eyes scanning her from top to bottom, and a glimmer of familiarity was in his eyes before he poured himself another drink from another bottle. "She's doomed, and damned." he said. "Just like us!" "Brother, please, we have to help her out of here." "And? Suffer the Master's wrath? Look what he did to me?!" He raised his right arm, or what remained of it, since the lower half was gone. "How many times do we have to do this, Emile? At the end of the day, we're all doomed and damned." She was terrified at how Emile's brother was acting. He kept on going about being "doomed and damned", but none of it made sense to her, and not knowing was the scariest part.

That would just make them angry, so I continued to eat my dinner silently. ~~~ "Olivia, I heard what happened last night," said Emma, I finally pulled out an old Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt and a pair of black skinny legs, "if you heard then surely you must understand." I felt tired, my parents have been like this for a long time but I only really noticed it two years ago, after he left. "Your brother is coming back, maybe he will put a stop to this," said Emma as she made my bed, I scoffed, "as if, he only cares about himself and his whores! He's just like the rest of them!" I exclaimed and I heard Emma sigh, she knew to leave it when I got heated about my family situation. "I'm going to go s

“Who is your brother?” He had heard what Emily said, but it made no sense to him. Brother? What was she talking about? “You are my elder brother,” Emily said again, smiling as she tried to move closer to him. But Denovon tightened his hold on her arm, pulling her back again. Emily hissed quietly in annoyance and flashed him an unhappy look, but Denovon didn’t care. He refused to let her touch Reuben again. Reuben looked between them, disbelief clear on his face. “What are you saying? I’m not your brother,” he said coldly, his brows furrowed. “I’m Reuben Rowland. Don’t confuse things that don’t exist.”