Fma Brotherhood Opening Novels & Stories

She smirked and said, "Interesting topic. My brothers. Firstborn and next line King Leonard Martinez 33 since 1489 but not crowned yet cause his beloved still didn't show up. He is the most dangerous one among us if he gets angry or provoked. He is also so caring and protective when it's come to the family. I never saw him smile wide in all these centuries. He loves me most and always gives me whatever I asked for but never gave me freedom and Independence. Then my second brother Liam Martinez 31 so a sweet guy who knows what to talk at the right time and to person. He can get angry when someone lies to him. He hates that most. He is the one who helped me to achieve my dreams and gave me win

~~~~ I rushed out of my car hoping I'll get to talk to her before she gets upstairs, to her room. I opened the door, slamming it behind me. I looked up at the stairs, silently cursing the fact I'll have to climb it. I heard a sound coming from the sitting room, I turned immediately, my heart beating hard as I set my eyes on my brother holding a gun, pointing it at Loren. It all became clear, I was oblivious to it, the fear in Loren's eyes, the playing smirk on my brother's, the anger in his eyes. Flashes of that night came rushing in. Louisa on the floor covered by a pool of blood, Javier standing there with the knife on his hand.

" I replied " Are you sure about that ? He said staring straight into my eyes and at that moment my brain started malfunctioning . Kheera this is your bestfriend's younger brother for God sakes! He's a brother to you ! ''You are not related by blood " a voice in my head replied . God!

My father was at home when I woke up but I would not be surprised if he spent most of the night out there avenging Jake. I finally block the cops out and focus on my brother’s funeral, which is nothing like the normal people’s funeral. There is no priest here, just us, the mafia. There are no long emotional speeches either, that is regarded as weakness. “Rest my boy. These streets are too snowy, but like a bat out of hell, valentines it shall be,” Father says, sending chills down my spine. I know that I am not the only one shaken by that statement. I still worry about this senseless killing where some innocent people are guaranteed to be caught in the middle. My father has just declared war

It was very unlike him. “Mia, I want us to—” Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. I glanced down to check my phone and was unable to recognize the caller ID. James insisted that I answer it. “Hello?” A feminine voice came through the speaker. “Hello, is this Mia Johnson?” “Yes? Who is this?” “My name is Dr. Fairmont. I’m calling from Rivers Bend Hospital. I have it here that you’re listed under your brother’s emergency contact.” My heart dropped into my stomach. All the blood drained from my face. “What’s happened to my brother?”

Carlos said sinisterly. Christian faced his mansion from the gate where he stood, the hairs on his back were standing erect. He was feeling nervous with where the conversation on the phone was headed. "You're the only family I have left, brother," Christian answered. "I guess that would make your seventeen-year-old daughter, Caroline a pot made of clay,"Carlos responded and after he did, Christian's eyes shot open. "How did...? "I'm the leader of the Mafia, brother. Information on wealthy and affluent people is one of the perks of my position...so is espionage. I can easily plant a spy in your mansion to slit her throat in her sleep with just a word, so don't test me,” Carlos threatened.

Both men possessed sharp, distinctive features, and it was evident that they shared a resemblance, hinting that they were somewhat related. "Long time no see, brother," the man on the right spoke. My breath caught in my throat, struggling to stifle the gasp that threatened to escape. Brother? These two were my father's brothers?! What the fuck?! They bore no resemblance to my father, neither in their features nor in their apparent age. "Dante," The name fell off of my dad's lips, his wide eyes betraying a deep recognition that spanned years. "Ah, so you do recognize us," Matteo, the man on the left, chimed in, a note of amusement lacing his words. "Impressive."

he tried to break free feeling that grip hurt his muscle. "Theus! Let go!" Molly asked, also trying to remove Matheus's hand, helping her brother. But they didn't have the strength against that intimidating two-meter-tall man. "Okay... But marriage is a forbidden topic here," Matheus concluded, obeying his sister's request. "It's happened!" their father shouted, bursting into the room. The siblings fell silent. "All accounts have been frozen; the southern mafia is starting to hunt our heads," he warned, trembling, trying to keep calm.

she said, casting a look at her brother, who squinted his eyes. “I'm always cool,” Vincent defended. “You look beautiful too, Morty. I've missed you,” Nica said. Morticia careful carried Bran, Vincent’s youngest son, and greeted little Evan, holding and taking them in further. “So you did it, huh?” Vincent sighed as he approached Klaus, who was chatting with Ava. “This is weird, but congratulations,” he grinned and hugged his best friend. “I missed you, brother,” Klaus said. Vincent lowered his voice. “And yet you didn't invite me for the fight you had not too long ago.”

With my voice steady and clear, I announced, “To all our friends from the media, what happened today is already perfectly clear. “The Fraser Group will issue an official clarification notice and lawyer's letters shortly. “We will absolutely not tolerate anyone who spreads rumors, defames others or maliciously damages the company's reputation. “Please give the Fraser Group a little time, we will provide the public with a complete and transparent explanation.” The reporters nodded one after another and some started transmitting their video footage back to their headquarters. Maria was still struggling and howling, “Don't be fooled by them! It’s all fake! The adoption certificate and the patern