Lucifer Show Brother Novels & Stories

He will ruin a hopeful future if that happens. "I am sure your brother wouldn't want something like that to happen to you, you still have a chance to repent and start a good life, and as for Lucifer..." Angela pursed her lips in disdain. "I am sure he will suffer a lot worse for his vile deeds even if you don't kill him," Her gaze hardened like a cruel icicle. Lucifer couldn't understand if it's his reopened wounds or her words that pierced his chest. Andrae's eyes turned warm as hot tears began to well inside. His brother had always been kind to him even if they were just half-siblings.

He had received a message from the Lycan King an hour ago, their Dad do not sound pleased at all that the Alpha had to report this to him. The two haven't really being in good terms and when William got the message from Alpha Coleman that a human was attacked by a werewolf and has lost his life, the Alpha told William in his message that he should check his family to find out who the predator was. Alpha Coleman is the Luna's brother and the only one who care about Leo apart from Victoria. If he had gone to the Lycan, he would have shove him out of his palace like a piece of trash before he hears a word from him.

She gave him a curt answer, having no other option because she couldn't tell him the truth. "Okay fine, don't tell me but remember one thing Ethan shouldn't get hurt." He said like he was warning her. "Ethan is my brother, why would I hurt him?" She questioned him. "You lied to him. Won't he get hurt if he comes to know about your lie, Miss Reyna Jones?" He asked in a solemn tone, making her tongue-tied. "Whatever you're doing, just stop it right away and I won't tell your brother about your lie." He warned her, and she just nodded her head meekly.

After my sister died, my parents forced me into a ten-year contract with my Alpha brother-in-law, Ethan Brooks. I became Luna in name only—and stepmother to his ten-year-old son, Daniel. At the Full Moon Festival, they placed on me my dead sister’s crown—her favorite. And in front of the entire pack, Daniel splashed holy water across my face, that cold smirk a mirror of his father’s. "Don’t think becoming Luna means you can replace my mother! You’re just a thief! What gives you the right to host our festival? You should strip naked and get out of me and Dad’s pack!"

He laughed. “Magic runes. They keep unruly brothers from straying too far. One of the pecks of working with the most powerful witch known to wolf kind,” he said as he took a bite of the red apple in his hand. His leg was slung over the handle of the chair in a boisterous manner. His words rang back. Working with the most powerful witch? Shiraya? My eyes widened in shock. “Why brother? She killed our mother?” I said in a near whisper. Nothing made sense, why would Lucian do this? Why am I tied up? Why is my brother acting so strangely?

Then, his voice came again—calm, almost frighteningly so. "I understand. Matthew, take care of your brother. I'm coming to get justice."

He could choose a chosen mate and still have his fated mate. “Lucas, have you seen your brothers?” Lucas turned toward his mother, Lucianna—the Luna of the pack—who had just arrived. “I’m not sure if Lorcan will show up, but Lucien is still upstairs,” Lucas replied. He saw his older brother entering with three she-wolves in tow—clearly planning to play around before the dinner party even started. “Tsk, your brothers never do anything right. They’re nothing but trouble,” Lucianna said as she sat beside him. Moments later, the former Alpha—Luthor West, father of the three brothers—arrived.

Evan's expression remained unreadable. "What about him?" He asked and the man replied. "He was attacked three nights ago.... He sustained a gunshot wound." Evan slowly set the whiskey glass down. "And?" "He survived... The doctors say he'll recover." Evan chuckled. A low... Almost amused sound. "Lucky him." The man remained silent because he knew that tone, it never meant anything good. Evan walked toward the large window. "So..." "My dear brother is finally bleeding." His reflection smiled. "Who did it?"

The terrifying revelation of the man standing in the doorway—the brother Gina hadn't known existed, an exact mirror of Lucien but dressed in the dark armor of the High Hunters—still hung heavily over the room. "Step away from my sister," Lucien snarled, his voice dropping an octave into a register of pure, lethal malice. He didn't hesitate. With a lethal grace, he drew his twin blades, the silver metal humming as he stepped directly between Gina and the impostor. "I don't know what kind of dark magic Selene used to fashion your face, puppet, but I will carve it off." The hunter brother—Julian—let out a dry, chilling chuckle that echoed off the crumbling stone walls. "Puppet? Oh, Lucien. Moth

“What do you mean your wife, hold on, is that—” “Mind your word, Vegas, she's still my wife.” I said calmly as he rolled his eyes to the back. “She's been circling the idea for a week now I guess, and I think that show the other day made it easy for her to decide” I said, pausing briefly. “But I was lucky.” “Lucky how?” Vegas asked, tilting his head. “My brother,” I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.”