Jack Mercer Four Brothers Mga Nobela at Kwento

One last time, I turned and waved at Uncle Zac. Even though he couldn't see me. "Goodbye, Zac." I turned back to Farrow, our fingers tightly intertwined. "My brother, this time, we'll never be apart again."

“I don’t care what you all say. Kris is happy to be here. When he becomes an Alpha, I’ll remind you of this day.” Kris nods along, but Jack groans. “It’ll definitely end with Kris collapsing over the table. Should we bet?” Sasha smacks his palm. “I would put my money on you, Jack, but Kris is stronger than we give him credit for. I mean, he’s one of the four Alpha brothers, and we’ve been hearing of what he can do when he isn’t even Alpha yet. I’m sure he can go through something as small as this without collapsing.”

“You sure you’re good though? Your arm—” “It’s fine,” Alec cut him off. “At least one arm still works.” The other guy chuckled before nodding toward me. “So… is she coming with us tonight?” he asked, his eyes slowly dragging over me in a way that made my skin crawl. Before I could even react, Alec stepped slightly in front of me. “No.” The word came out sharp. “She’s not part of that. She’s my sister” The two guys exchanged amused looks. “Relax, man,” the first one laughed. “We were just asking.”

Dad said "Come meet My Family. These men are your step uncles..." "Wh...what men, Dad?" I stuttered. "These gentlemen." Dad gestured to the men from that night. My mind went blank. For a few minutes, I was unable to hear anything else that was said as my mind tried to understand what was happening. The men from that night... The Alcatraz brothers were my step uncles.

Bright enough that I could see the light of it reflected in Draven's wide, stunned eyes. "Nobody is taking me anywhere," I said, and my voice shook even as it carried, fury and grief and exhaustion tangled together into something that didn't sound entirely like my own voice anymore. "Not you." I looked at the old man. "Not you." I looked at his son. "And not any of you either," I said, turning last to the four brothers standing frozen at the treeline, watching me like they'd never actually seen me before tonight. "I am done being handed between people who decided what I was worth before I ever got a say in it."

Jacob I had the inclination that it would be really great if I could get my brothers to go cheer Peter up at his game. I mean, we were the fantastic four after all and if one of us was winning, it was definitely all of us. I asked Jace if he wanted to tag along but the young man was insistent that he would much rather stick to his job as there was a lot on his desk. Hell, I would give anything for him to go with us by making it seem a must would cause me more questioning looks from my brothers who were already staring at me.

Over twenty years with her sociopath brother hadn't convinced her that he was a lying piece of shit. Jim was suddenly feeling old and weary, although he was in his mid-twenties. Marcie's decision to back her brother's bullshit story hurt more than he would have guessed. Her loyalty to her family didn't appear to extend to him. He was her husband, but still an apparent outsider. Suddenly, Marcie's father, Jerry, stepped through the front doorway. He glared at Jim for a minute before speaking.

“I never thought brothers could differ so much.” “Oh, believe me, they can,” Mel says, her voice a little sharper now, relief sliding in through sarcasm. “I have four of the things, and they’re all different. They range from psycho to serious.”

But they soon recovered from their trance and looked at each other; even though they came prepared, they couldn't help feeling afraid. Jack was frustrated, but he soon controlled his emotions and looked at his brother like a righteous man. "Brother, I don't think you're the same man who founded NK international; now that you decided to return it, you better think carefully about thousands of workers whose life depends on this company." Jack knew his brother very well. Even Nate didn't care about the Allen family's members; he cared about the people who worked hard and stayed loyal to NK international after 15 years. Nate tapped his finger on his thigh and smirked "really, also when I said yo