Kratos Brother Novels & Stories

But my heart, foolishly, was bound to his younger brother, Noah Gravens, the Gamma-in-waiting. The Gravens brothers commanded instant attention the moment they walked into the school’s main hall. They were royalty, and everyone cleared a path for their potent, powerful aura. Noah saved me when I was eight years old. He’s been my crush ever since. Now he’s my proclaimed mate, but we haven't made it official yet. I thought, the internal conflict a constant ache. As the brothers exchanged casual pleasantries with the crowd, the whispers started. “I heard Alpha Liam is still mateless.”

"I'm sure you would have already figured it out but we aren't brothers." He didn't say anything more and simply got up- back to me. "From now on, you'll do as I say without any further questions." It was none of my business whether they hated each other but there was something I didn't understand. "If you wanted him dead, why didn't you hire an assassin." He glanced over his shoulder, a sinister smile curving across his face as he ran his tongue against his teeth. "It would take more than an assassin or knives to kill a beast like my brother."

“By the way, forgot to mention, Kratos is in the air as we speak. Your assistant has organized a car to collect him for you.” “Thanks,” is all I can say as I look at my brother slumped in the back seat of the Hummer, his body is lifeless, I check for a pulse it’s faint. “I’ll get in the back with him you sit on the other side.” Tony does as he’s told. We don’t say much as we drive back to the safehouse. I’ve messaged my assistant to have her organize for the doctor to be at the safehouse in fifteen minutes, I’ve let her know we need all the equipment set up to take care of Dario he will need flushing, hydrating the whole works. I rake my hands through my dark hair and sit so that Dario’s hea

He had a lot of explaining to do. Everything on the patrol seemed under control, no warning signs or weak points in our border that were noticeable. When I got to the pack house I ran to Jackson’s room and burst in. “Of fucking course” I growl, “get the fuck out you slut” I scream at the half naked slag Chan. “This is you taking responsibility for the pack and trying to find your Luna is it?” I demand of my brother, “what...is the whore who can suck your cock the best but has no brains really the best Luna? She’ll be useless to help you, not that you’re any use anyway” i roar.

LANEY "I can't believe you are officially twenty one we going to get shit faced tonight "my friend Alison says "bitch I can't wait I even want to get laid "so you climbing that chocolate mountain tonight ?"she asks wiggling her brows I smile "yes we have been going out for two months already I need it " she laughs while I put on the final touch ups on my make up. A knock comes at my bedroom door "come in "I say my stepbrother Zach steps in his unruly jet black waves come to his eyes which are framed by thick black glasses hiding the true colour of his eyes sometimes they green or blue I am not sure.

Shit! "Well, it's been a while since I heard the voice of my sister's best friend." His voice was even deeper and almost scarier than last time I heard it, then again, last time I heard it was ten years ago. "Well, It's not like you deserve to even talk with me or anyone else you know, Kyle." I hissed, remembering how much he hurt Malia even though he was her brother who people thought is dead but on the contrary, he was alive and he was the Don of the Bratva AKA the brotherhood, meaning he was the leader of the Russian Mafia.

Sara had been working hand in hand with hunters. Sara crouched down and patted Ethan's pale cheek. "Ethan, did you know? Elina died just like this, flat on the ground and begging. "She kept screaming. Ethan will come save me. My brother will save me. "I told her, your brother's picking out a necklace for me right now. He just told you to go to hell. "You should've seen her face. Tsk, tsk. It was even better than watching silver spikes being driven into her throat.

Iver and April had decided to have a talk with him when he comes back and Iver wanted to properly give him a genuine apology for all he had said to him. When he arrived however, he was being supported by Knox. They thought he was hurt at first but then, they realized he was just drunk, really drunk. The last time the two saw their brother drunk was when he was seventeen and had lost to an opponent in a wrestling match. He already had a few injuries before the match and so, he believed it wasn't fair and had asked for a re-match but he was thrown out. He had branched by a bar and gotten drunk, he was so drunk that he collapsed and slept off on the side of the road until a neighbour saw him an

Chapter 32 The victory at the industrial complex had shifted the balance in ways that were subtle but profound. For the first time, the stepbrother — enigmatic, precise, and lethal in his own way — had shown hesitation. A crack in the armor, a small gap in the carefully constructed persona of omniscience.

“I'm sorry, Nathan. It just happened.” “Wait…did your brother send you here?” Nathan peers at me suspiciously. I look at him and demand he speaks plainly as I am confused. Why will I run errands for that jackass? “Your brother hasn't told you yet?” He asks, his face relaxing. My confusion increases. “Told me what?” He shrugs. “Well, of course he wouldn't. You both never liked each other. Let me get you something to drink. What do you want? Or don't worry. I know exactly what will get you in the mood. I have this new…”