Fated Battle Between Brothers Novels & Stories

Bannermen rally behind their flags and allies, calling upon patriotism and unity in strength and oneness to solidify their resolve as they head into battle. *** Amidst the chilling howls from wolves and the thunderous clash of armor and fervent cries of the human soldiers, Lucien, and his brothers marched to the forefront of their pack soldiers and their numerous allies spread out over the endless acres of land as they await the battle cry before engaging the opposition in a battle to the death. Lucien could feel his heart jackknifing against his chest, not in fear but in anticipation of what is to come. He had dreamt of this day since the day his parents were murdered in cold blood by Fergu

Nimue ~~ I wasn't expecting the fight to escalate as such. Jin Kisaragi, the embodiment of calmness, fighting fist-to-fist with that bloody troublemaker called Kieran was something I wasn't expecting. I remember Nadia telling me about the enmity between them but I wasn't expecting it to be this heaty. Hell, they fought like high school boys. One wouldn't have thought grown-up college guys could fight like teenagers in the school’s hallway.

I could feel our bodies getting hotter, and my private getting wetter as he pumped faster. But the fire that was burning inside us, was suddenly quenched. “What the fuck?!” I uttered in frustration as I felt myself drenched in cold water. “Wake up, dumbass.” The voice made me groan in annoyance as I shot him a glare. Mike, the Alpha of Sinister Pack; and unfortunately, my ever-evil stepbrother.

His men would fall back to look at what their new Alpha would want. Considering the fact that, that Alpha would become Levi, I don't have to worry about the fight continuing. He is here, with us, wanting to fight alongside us against his father. Yet the worry about Beta Christopher has me wondering what he would do. If he saw his Alpha fall before himself, would he continue to fight. Does he hold that same rage, that urge to fight from anger rather than strategically? Would the men continue to follow him in that instance? Would they follow their Beta over the man that would become their Alpha?

And as the night stretched on and both sides prepared to move, one truth settled over the battlefield neither of them could escape. The war between Alessandro’s legacy and Luca’s empire, two brothers, had fully begun. And neither side will walk away from it unchanged.

My heart thunders in my chest as I feel these two brothers’ aura filling the room. “What do you want, bastard?” Ryker spits furiously, a low groan escapes from him as he tries hard to control his anger. “You will have to take my order if you want me to keep this little secret of yours,” My mate tells him, his eyes holding a mischievous glint and I knew that it would not be pleasing for Ryker. Nicholas would not let it be easy for him and push him to his limits. He never left any chance to mess with Ryker, he despised his half-brother more than anything.

As much as it pained me to do so, I ordered Ignatius to breathe fire over the soldiers wading through the water. I fought the urge to vomit as we flew away, leaving a trail of ashes behind us. Below me, the hand-to-hand combat was going strong. My men were fighting valiantly, but I knew deep down how difficult this fight was. Brother against brother, kin against kin. It was, as Esmeralda would say, unnatural. As Ignatius and I moved closer to the earth, I saw a sight that made my blood run cold. Albert and his younger brother Anton were locked sword-to-sword, wearing matching looks of deadly determination on their faces. Anton took a swing at Albert, easily pushing him into the nearby treeli

"And from what people are whispering, it’s highly possible he wants the crown for himself. He thinks he deserves to be King." Wow. That was a lot to take in. So the two brothers were actually going to war against each other? A literal blood feud. "They couldn't come to some sort of understanding?" I asked, genuine confusion in my voice. "To avoid killing their own people over a crown?" "Who knows?" Tate sighed, shaking his head. "But their relationship is probably way past repairing. You don't build an army of rogues just to have a chat." "Do you know when exactly the battle is happening?" I asked.

"Good." We charge again. The combat is brutal. Vicious. No honor. No restraint. Just twins trying to kill each other. Blood everywhere. His. Mine. Can't tell the difference. Bones breaking. Claws ripping. Teeth tearing. This is fratricide. Public. Witnessed. No more pretense. Everyone can see it now. The Alpha and the Exile. The twin brothers at war. Neither of us winning. Both of us dying. But fighting until one of us stops breathing.

he countered. "And so does the Brotherhood." She touched arm. "But as of now, the Barinovs and the Brotherhood are on the same side. And with luck, maybe we'll get some other factions out there to see the light too. This shadow war that's existed for so long between humans, shifters, and the corruptions like werewolves and vampires? It all stems from a lack of communication. You know that." "Who knew my sister would end up being wiser than her big brother?" Damien chuckled, looking back at the ongoing party. "Or that my in-laws would be fire-breathing dragons?"