Los Tres Hermanos Novels & Stories

"We’re going after him. Not as diplomats. Not as negotiators." Max smirked, darkly. "As what we are." "Dangello," Dax finished in a deep voice. And for the first time in days, the three brothers were fully aligned. A family united by blood. And by the need for vengeance. The tension in the house was like wet dynamite: not yet exploding, but with the unmistakable scent of danger.

Because the space was too narrow for both to pass at the same time, they both stopped. Luca jumped down from his car, his gun following him out. Rhys, Pedro and another guy Luca recognized as Carlo, came down from the exiting car. “Your team isn't as useless as I thought they were in tracking down people, it seems,” Rhys, emboldened by the menacing men beside him, said. Luca counted again. It was just Carlo, and Pedro. He knew for a fact there were three brothers. One of the brothers was a popular degenerate.

His face is as impassive as ever. Rose paused, staring at the three men before her. "Wait. Do you guys know each other?" "Of course. They're my brothers." Jericho responded with an easy smile. "Not literally. We grew up in the same orphan shelter together." Trick supplied with an easy smile. "From the South, where the Hindu country is?" Rose probed. Father Benedict would not tell her anything about the men who were supposed to be on her team, so she had to take it upon herself to learn more about them. She could tell it wouldn't be easy, though. They didn’t seem inclined to tell her more than what was required. Trick was fidgeting and Ty avoided her eyes.

“A long… long… time ago. There were three founding families. Each of them friends, each of them neighbors and colleagues. Together, these families managed to grow up together, their friendship strong. Their names were Dario, Stefano and Luca. Each of them brothers, yet each came from a different family. One from Italy, one from Greece and the other from America. Of course, none of that mattered to them. To each of them, they saw each other as a person and not some country to be conquered. The three were practically inseparable, joined at the hip. Together, they attended school and sports to even going as far as sharing women together.” “Until, one day, she showed up” growls Lucia, knowing ex

They must have sensed Alejandro’s arrival, confirming what he already suspected: they were behind everything that had happened to Erin, from the very beginning until now. “Answer me!” Alejandro’s roar thundered through the hall, chilling everyone to their bones. The crowd trembled, for they knew the reputation of Alejandro and Hellion—not merely ruthless businessmen, but merciless predators in the underground. Together, they spared no one. The Big Three were not feared for nothing. Though they had other allies, the three families were bound the tightest. Their ancestors had forged an unbreakable pact long ago: the three Mafias would stand as one, forever united.

“You don’t know him. He’s not that shadow anymore.” The man laughed, a sound like metal grinding against metal. “My name is Baskoro. I’m the lawyer your beloved Dewangga’s adoptive father betrayed twenty years ago. I know what’s inside that vault. It’s not just proof of birth—it’s proof that Dewangga is the rightful heir to the land that now serves as Surya Group’s central operations. If that key falls into my hands, I can bring down the entire skyscraper he’s standing in.” Baskoro pulled out his phone, reading a message. His smile faded.

"Well, it was Cole that found her. We were visiting a pack to renew our alliance with them when we came across her. The Alpha was beating her and calling it punishments, so we took her with us and severed the alliance with the pack concerned. The next morning, we found out that she was Elijah's mate as well. You know what we are like. We don't like sharing at the best of times. Anyway, we scared her and she ran. I found her hiding. I didn't do anything but move her to another room for her to rest. I then sat down with Elijah and we agreed to share her. What we weren't expecting was when Nathan returned home from another alliance renewal to find out that he was her mate too..." "So, you and y

Olivia stood back and looked at me. “You want to talk Bash?” she asked me and I stared into her beautiful eyes. I didn’t, I was over this and I was over having to share her. I looked down thinking for a minute, if I stopped this it means I would have to give up Olivia and that I certainly didn’t want to do. If I had her I had to share her with Blake, it killed me and all I wanted was Olivia to be mine, completely mine. We had been a threesome for the last year and it was clear I was the only person with the problem. I think I would feel even sicker if I had to watch her be with Blake and not me. Me and Blake had been best friends since we were kids, we had shared a few women and Blake had gi

The Moon Goddess has made her choice, and there’s no going against it. My uncle’s fingers slowly start to tap on the top of the table. I know he’s eager to talk to me about my mates, but I don’t really know what to say about any of this. “Well?” I sigh, knowing that there’s no getting around this. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Uncle D.” He stops drumming his fingers and wraps them around the cup in front of him. “You found your fated mates… three of them. How is it that you don’t know what to say? Who are these guys, hmm? What are they about?”

"What a perfect match. A pity the Holt family's heir passed away so young." "How can a widow possibly stand firm in a wealthy household? Wouldn't it be better if the younger brother married her, fulfilling the elder brother's last wish?" "You know, they really do look well-matched. If they got together, it would be a legendary love story in the elite circle." Charlotte reposted the trending topic, then quickly "accidentally" deleted it, fanning the flames of speculation even further. Perhaps noticing my pale expression after the memorial, "Sebastian" rushed home to explain.