Fma Brotherhood Opening Novels & Stories

“I want to hit this fucker hard and fast and take away everything he’s ever worked for. I want to send the word out that no one touches what’s mine. Timothy Flynn made his last mistake this morning when he took my woman.” Roman thrust his hand into the circle the five of them made. Sazon put his hand on top of Roman’s, soon Barshan and Yuri’s hands joined the others. Finally, Mikial’s hand topped theirs. Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.”

he said and he was now crying "WE ARE SORRY BIG BROTHER, PLEASE FORGIVE US" they all said together and now victor was in tears too "there nothing to forgive guys, I love you all a lot and can't imagine myself without you guys and I'm glad you'll realised" he said and kabir took everyone in the group hug I was still standing while everyone was in the hug and that time I realized the importance of family and the love of family. I was looking at my brother with an awe. Mafia has hearts to and everyone has stories they don't read out loud. They looked so happy and thats all what I wanted

He just pulled out of the parking area and drove through the city. We eventually stopped at a quieter street and he cut the engine. A few people were walking and only one shop still had its lights on across the road. “Friday,” he said. “Yes,” I responded. He was quiet. “I’m not going to pretend it didn’t happen,” he said. I didn’t respond. “And I’m not going to behave as if it was a mistake,” he said. His words were quiet and measured. But his usual composure was missing underneath. “But I need you to know that I know what it means,” he said, finally looking at me. “Where we are. What this building is and what my brother and father are watching for.”

that was what I was busy thinking at that moment cause I felt like rewinding time back the moment I stepped into the school gates with a time machine so I could stay clear from the path Brenna stayed waiting for me. "Not my so called brother, he is my brother okay" I had to at least make that known before commencing with any other thing, " sure he is but he did look way more than a brother yesterday" Brenna just always had a way of provoking me to defence mode and in the process I would always end up spilling out all the private knowledge I kept at bay.

I was feeling proud of how bold I sounded, until the back of my neck prickled, like I’d been targeted by some predator. Slowly, I turned my head and met a pair of chilling eyes. Leon? What was my brother doing here? He was sitting one row behind me, looking sharp in a tailored suit. His face was set in stone, eyes dark and cold. My heart lurched, and the fan sign I’d been holding slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a sharp smack. He lifted his gaze slightly, his voice low. “Half an hour. Get home.” Though the concert wasn’t even over, I slipped out.

I crouch, hands raking through Ferrari's body, shuffling through his hair, boots, inside his jacket. My fingers graze something thin and firm, always there. A picture of him and Amanda years back, when he still had a spine. I leave it there and squeeze his shoulder blades. My movements are slow yet hard. Ferrari winces, but doesn't tell me to stop. My brother is all bone and stone because of—Fuck! “You have five minutes to free her.” Ferrari bumps his head to mine. I inhale his breath, the steamy scent of black coffee. And something else. RAGE. “Else, I'll open fire. And… And… you'll die, Brother.”

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.”

But apparently I had thought wrong. Adrian and I walked into the party, which was already in full swing. My brother’s little cottage was packed to the brim with warriors, dancing, playing games, and drinking. It was so packed, in fact, that I couldn’t spot Eric anywhere. “Adrian!” a warrior called out, waving us over. “We’re just playing seven minutes in heaven!” Adrian grinned and looped his arm around my waist. “I’ve already got a partner.” “Oooh!” the other warriors called out excitedly.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

He pinned me with a hard stare, "We are more than guys, Mona. We are sacred friends who are united in our purpose and our beliefs." His hand swept through the air, gesturing to the group, as he introduced them with a casual tone, "These are my brothers." His eyes roamed across their faces, lingering on each one before returning to me, a wicked glint sparking in their depths. A sly smirk twisted his lips as he said; "Welcome to our Brotherhood."