Mal Brothers Novels & Stories

Black Men Society, who happened to be my group and Vendetta Cascade— the one that Liam Fajardo owns, have been adversaries for decades now. BMS ranks as the largest and wealthiest mafia group in the whole world which consist of two hundred and twenty men all over the world while he had two hundred and eight thousand. Fajardos wanted to be the most powerful one, however, they failed to do so. Even before when my father was still alive and was still the leader, he had many enemies and Vendetta Cascade is the one who stood out.

This was ridiculous! My brother, Osborn, was my mate. The only person I feared most was my mate. When I was a child, when I was in despair, I dreamed that I would find a mate to take me out of my pack in the future. Later, as I grew older, I was rarely allowed to go out of our house. I gradually gave up the idea of looking for a mate. I thought that I would never find a mate in my life, and I would be tortured by the heat every month until I dead.

It was a member of a small gang called Street Bat. One of them tried to challenge members of the Osborne and got killed in the past. But because they lacked power and resources, they couldn’t take revenge and stayed hidden. There were at least eight guys there. Normally, Maximus could handle these people just fine because he had been trained in martial arts and street fights since he was young. However, since he just had three rounds of boxing match less than an hour ago. He was still tired and knew his body probably couldn’t handle these people.

He added. "You have to, Roman. The Pack is at stake here." Bryce said, clenching his fists tightly. "The same Pack that neglected you?" Roman replied, swiftly and Bryce sighed. His eyes were closed and he started to reminisce about what had happened at that time. He had made a big mistake. "Your mistake caused us to never have mates!" Roman thundered while pointing at himself and also, Jamie. "And now, you want us to go back to the Pack? What about the mafia?" He asked, with a sneer.

I could hear their conversation in the hall. “Adriano, what’s wrong with you? Why are you being like this?” “The men who ambushed Carina that night… they were Rossi men.” Adriano’s voice was ice. “What? Those bastards! Adriano, you have to get revenge for Carina and Leo!” “I already got my revenge,” Adriano growled. “I took one of the hitters alive. He sang like a canary before I finished with him. He told me who leaked Carina’s route. And who guaranteed I wouldn’t be there that night.”

“I want to hit this fucker hard and fast and take away everything he’s ever worked for. I want to send the word out that no one touches what’s mine. Timothy Flynn made his last mistake this morning when he took my woman.” Roman thrust his hand into the circle the five of them made. Sazon put his hand on top of Roman’s, soon Barshan and Yuri’s hands joined the others. Finally, Mikial’s hand topped theirs. Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.”

Compared to the usual stuff Malachi puts out, this may be on the milder side. Which, I’m not mad at all about. “We’re ready to go,” one of Malachi’s interns pops her head around the divider. “Whenever you are.” Malachi nods before sliding his iconic metro-looking headphones over his ears. His face morphs from playful to something close to sardonic. The shift is a little startling but I feel my brother nudge my knee and focus. “Slater brothers,” Malachi says, looking right into the camera facing directly at him. “We’ve all heard of them. Two legends playing for the opposite sides. Wonder how family dinners are in that house.”

Fati felt so happy that they had mark their territory, she called her husband on a video call and she places the phone to face the drugs and Malcom laughs out. " Good job, give those guys bonuses for a good job" he says. " Alright" she says. Malcom boys return to him injured. Malcom in his office expecting them to come back with some money. One of them stood in front of him in his office. " Bo....boss" he called him stammering while Malcom knew something terrible had happened that is why his boy was stammering. He stare at him with his palm on his chin expecting the man standing before home talk.

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.

“Every second. Dane was crying so hard. Only eleven and he carried her the whole way. Wouldn’t let anyone else hold her.” “He knew even then she was his.” “Mate bonds can feel each other young.” Marcus pulled me close. “Now we have to tell him his mate has Moon Goddess blood. That she has real power. That she has a twin brother just as strong.” “He will protect her even harder.” “If that’s possible.” Marcus was quiet. “Catherine… what if there are more siblings?” “What do you mean?” “Lucia said ‘one of them.’ What if there were more than two?”