Gun Atthaphan Brother Win Novels & Stories

Like it wasn’t a problem—like it wasn’t some kind of bullet sent to derail my thought. “But I'm your brother's wife,” I shot back. “Doesn't that mean something to you?” “Oh really–” He whispered, chuckling underneath his breath as he leaned forward with his elbows fixed on the table. “That didn't stop you before,” he teased. “So why would it stop you now?” “That was different, you were a stranger–” I said, my stomach twisted, like his nerve and audacity really did send me off the edge. His eyes ran over me again, as it took in every shift and every breath like he was reading a language he had memorised long ago.

GUNNAR I glared at the man sprawled on the floor with my brother's foot lodged against his throat. Crouching down beside him, I gave him more incentive to follow my instructions by pressing the cool metal of my gun into his temple, "Call your men off on my brother." "Vaffanculo figlio di puttana," he sputtered, trying to push my brother's boot off his throat. The bastard's face began to turn bright red, beads of cold sweat tricking down his hairline.

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.

“Let him go.” I grabbed a pistol from one of my men and pointed it at the back of his brother’s head. “Fire!” Lucian ordered. Before his men could do anything, each one was hit by a sniper. They crumpled, dead around him. His brother shook as he rested on his knees, his back rising and falling as he breathed through the tears that grew in his eyes. Lucian held up his hand. “Alright. I’ll give you what you—” I squeezed the trigger.

I can feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead and palms going numb. Everything is going to end! "Xaphan, he is your brother, please don't do this" Amelia requested one more time while Raphael was trying his best to stand up. "To hell with the brother. You both are nothing to me. I never had any sibling and for me, you died the day you left me for this boy" Xaphan screamed in anger. He was looking determined to kill Raphael. I can not let him kill my love, the one who deserves to die is the person holding the gun.

Jenna said, and I literally lost my balance and was about to hit the boxes placed near the window frames, which were already assisting me in hiding, I was overwhelmed and felt proud of myself, "you dared to hit his brother," came from my sister-in-law gazing at me, oh these ladies, I need to focus, they hit my brother though and remembering this, I withdrew my gun from the gun holder and shot at his hand, to not let him die easily. The leader, who was dressed in black like the other guys, had a very dark aura surrounding him; he was bulkier and taller than me and George and appeared stronger.

I’ll hold on to that promise of his. He stops now from polishing his gun. It’s the same gun that I saw before, the one that they accused me of lying but right now, I’m sure I didn’t lie. Or didn’t hallucinate as well. This man right here is holding a gun similar to the tri-alpha’s. The only difference is that he never had any sign of flowers in his gun, it was something else. Like an ax embedded on the handle which i cannot figure out because of darkness. “ Mate, huh? Was it fun fooling around like this? I mean my brother loves fooling around and breaking the rules. But to answer your question, yes. I am Alpha King’s brother and you can call me Lourd.”

Tired of waiting for his brother to make the choice, he stands from his seat and snatches the gun away from him. His gaze turns to Ryat, controlled fury seeping through the little cracks he cannot seal. "Abbassa la pistola. Adesso." Trust my brother to test the limits. Ryat slowly withdraws the weapon from Prince's temple and places it between Del Inferno's brows. His men react, but a simple wave of his hand stops them half-track. Now he waits. Waiting for me to call my dear brother to order like he did his. "Ryat." A playful smirk graces his beautiful face. "Nice trading gunpoints with you."

She said. “I understand.” He replied. Then an idea struck him. “Hey, have you ever visited a shooting range?” Brooke was a bit taken aback by the sudden change of topic but she went with it, if it meant avoiding talking about Greg right now. “Of course. Let me tell you I’ve been trained in handling a gun.” That was a surprise for Nathan, “You are? Really?” “Yes, my brother is an enthusiast. He was a professional shooter and has won many championships.He taught me how to shoot.”

"Brother", "Husband" Two words were fighting inside Myra's head whereas Ranvjiay stood with one single pistol in his hand. Xavier stood with another man. Surely more would be coming soon. The first thing Myra tried to remember that was her brother's present state. Closing her eyes she tried to remember every single detail since the gun shot had started in that alley. Their men arrived as she saw those blue dots. Among them Arthur's car was also there. If Xavier would have already got Arthur then surely he would have dragged him here. But she needed to confirm that first.