Four Brothers Cast Novels & Stories

It was no wonder that every fiber of my being throbbed and ached. Swiftly, I snatched a sheet from one of the men and hastily wrapped it around my body. It was then that recognition began to set in. The men in the bed seemed familiar, with very distinct birthmarks on their necks. Alpha Shane Cage. Alpha Oscar Reese. Alpha Axel Leon. The worst part was that they were my mate's soul brothers. Under the guidance of the Mother werewolf, they had been groomed for the future title of Alpha Kings, each representing a cardinal direction—North, South, East, and West.

At least this way, if he wanted to be with her, she wouldn't have to see them and maybe it'd hurt less. "Are you alright?" Kaleb's voice interrupted her thoughts. She nodded, "Yes. Yes I'm fine" she replied. But she wasn't. —------- Miriam giggled like a schoolgirl when Sasha broke the news to her and Tilly. "Kaleb Luthor—Kaleb Luthor—is going to be working with us?" spluttered Miriam. "Will he wear a pinny?" "Shut up," Tilly told her and Sasha tried to stop herself from bursting into laughter. It was surely weird for Tilly to listen to someone talk about her brother that way, but Miriam kept talking as if she hadn't spoken.

After we got home Jackson came to our room and asked me to have a chat with him and his brother Finn. Mates. They were my mates. Both of them. Brothers. But my mates. How did that even make any sense? I don’t know what to do now, I’m laying in bed worried about having to choose and break one of these men. But not only breaking one of them but breaking their bonds as brothers! How was I supposed to do something like that? I couldn’t believe that a few weeks ago I was alone just worrying about keeping myself safe and now I had to worry about who to give my heart and soul to. It seemed surreal, I never pictured myself in a problem like this, I was great at running and hiding but I knew I couldn

Spader glanced at everyone and said with a smile, "Brad, your birthday is my day of suffering. I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you. You don't want to invite your mother to celebrate your birthday with you? Wouldn't that be too heartless to your mother?" Brad just looked at her without speaking. The happy birthday party had been ruined. Those who followed her were Deborah and Susan, as well as a young and beautiful girl. The girl was very beautiful, wearing a white puff-sleeved dress that made her delicate face look gentle and lovely. When she glanced at Brad's handsome face, she fell in love with his dashing looks at first sight. She knew Brad, Benjamin, Jacob, and Howard. The

“Welcome.” It wasn’t exactly warm, but coming from a man like Leonel Baumann, I imagined that was the most affection he ever showed. Then came the brothers. “This is my brother Aaron,” Axel said, pointing to a tall man with a steady gaze and a serious expression. Beside him stood a woman with serene beauty and elegant posture, watching us with a faint smile. “And that’s his fiancée, Rebecca.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kimberly,” Rebecca said politely, extending her hand.

she whispered. The front door opened, and all four brothers walked in. Aiden was in the lead, his expression calm but serious. Liam followed close behind, his usual easy going demeanor replaced with a sharp focus. Zander’s jaw was tight, his eyes scanning the room as if assessing for danger. Matthew brought up the rear, his hands shoved into his pockets, but his gaze was just as piercing as the others. Emma froze, her eyes wide as she took in their presence. The brothers exuded power and authority, their tailored clothes and confident stances making it impossible to look away.

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.”

I almost blurted out a resounding ‘YES’, but thankfully, I was able to think before talking and I shut my mouth. What if he was just joking? I thought. “What do you say?” Blake asked, looking at me intently while I just bit my lower lip nervously, and just as I attempted to open my mouth to speak, his brothers walked in looking rather serious. “Son of a bitch!!!” I heard one of his brothers say, at the same time I saw a punch flying into Blake’s face and he was thrown to the ground. I shut my eyes for a minute, what had I done?

He stared at me for almost a minute before he burst out laughing. “Of course I have siblings, Riri.” “It's just weird because you've never spoken about them, and I haven't seen them compared to Massimo.” He nodded. “My elder sister owns a hospital in Italy. She resides there. My brother is a drug addict slash loan shark. And my elder brother is dead.” My hand slowly went up to my mouth. “Karl, that's terrible, I'm so sorry.” He scoffed. “It's nothing, I'm pretty much alright.” How is he so calm speaking about something this sensitive?

He wore a cream sweater with the sleeves pushed to his elbows and had the relaxed grin of someone who genuinely enjoyed being the center of attention. The fourth brother looked like the first. Except his hair was blond and he had gray eyes. I’d like to imagine that it was Gray and yes, it was totally because of his eye colour. He was also scanning for me. The fifth had a gentle appearance, His white shirt was neatly rolled to his forearms, revealing toned arms, and his warm brown eyes softened his already handsome features. While everyone else searched the crowd, he looked like he was avoiding as much contact as possible. The last brother looked the youngest. He wore a plain hoodie with dark