Mal Brothers Novels & Stories

Did he just say, baby mamas? As in, three of them? "That's my first one, Marcel Junior," Marcel said. "Glen Marcel Junior, honey," Brandy said. "Fuck that," Marcel said, making her throw him a look. "My two youngest sons, born on the same day. Malcolm and Oscar." He gestured at the babies. I nodded slightly, lowering my gaze as the maids served us food. Geez, that's a lot. But a big family. Three baby mamas?

They're twin brothers who have nothing in common, they're popularly known as The Bruno brothers. The Falcons is the largest mafia empire in Mexico, ferocious and home of brutes. It's rare to see two bosses bossing over an empire but theirs is exceptional, along with their underground business, Jayden takes care of their family company in Italy. They fight daily, in fact almost every minute, but they make up as soon as they fight. Jayden is the gentle tiger while Jaden is the hotheaded lion. They're both different, but they love each other still.

“Decide, brothers. Now.” The word brothers landed like a blade. Nico flinched. Luca went still. Matteo’s lip curled in disgust. Brothers. That single word told me everything—they weren’t just childhood friends, they had once loved him like blood. And now his voice shook them like nothing else could. I gripped the knife still strapped to my thigh. “We can’t just sit here. If Umbra’s men—” Matteo cut me off by shoving something cold and heavy into my palm. His gun.

An alpha could not refuse his destined mate, otherwise his destined mate would die of pain on that day. Faced with that law many were happy not to be alphas, especially Freddy, who was anxious that the moon goddess would finally show us the mate bond we could have. On the other hand, Freddy's older brother, Alpha Bennet, was completely different from his brother. He was tall, with a dangerous and cold temperament. His every move was meticulous and everyone was afraid of him.

Katie explained calmly, capturing the attention of both men. "That's why I left, disappearing from my friends' lives. The Moore family had a huge reputation in the Mafia world. The leader, Don Alex, was wary of his father, the former Don. He respected and feared him. I did my research during my pregnancy and went straight to the old man, reporting everything. Alex tried to deny it, but I had evidence. Since Alex had no wife, I became his until I gave birth to Gideon.

“It’s not like you made a your-mama joke. Telling me my baby smells delicious isn’t funny.” “And you looked damn serious and hungry,” Axel backs up Mason. “If Mason didn’t punch him, I would’ve.” “You threatened the children?” Malachi hisses, and the murderous look in his eyes sends shivers of fear down my spine. “It … it was only a … a joke,” Damien stutters, slowly retreating as Malachi walks towards him. “I would never …” “That is my blood,” Malachi interrupts him. “My bloodline. They’re irreplaceable, but you are.”

They just locked eyes and that was it, love at first site like a fairy tale but in this story the ending wasn’t a happy one. They had a beautiful mating ceremony and after 8 months you were born. After a few months the brother of your father was back from his travels. He and your father didn’t get along so he wasn’t there at the mating ceremony. When he arrived, he founded his mate only to discover that she already had a mate and a child and as if this wasn’t enough his mate had the child of his brother. We witches don’t have mate connections and for your mother he was a stranger, your father was the love of her life. She just rejected him and continue to leave with your father. Your father’

, Mason yelled the minute I bumped into the room again, sweating profusely and breathing heavily. This was meant to be a secret quest for me. But then, it was clear that I had to let my brothers in on what it entailed. “So… I was doing research about being mates to more than one person”, I dropped, causing their eyes to pop out of their sockets. “What?” Jason yelled out of his lungs as he walked over to me, hoping that I was only pulling their legs.

To think they were brothers, they had zero resemblance, from looks to body stature, and even height, it was almost as if Malicay was the off sheep among the brothers, compared to them he had zero builds and was skinny, he was also pretty, I guess he looked more like their mum compared to the rest of them. I tried scanning for a single trait but there was none to match them. Compared to my dream, Malicay had blue eyes. It was difficult to believe that he was a vampire with such qualities.

And than to make things even better a new boss came along, turned the whole club into a legitimate business and now I could work in the mornings, when my daughter was in school. So you could say at the moment my life was perfect, and I promised my self to never fall for a bad guy or to be specific for any guy. I was fine on my own. Well, that worked well for me until I met Malcolm. He was a newly found brother of Anastasia and Seth and he was automatically a part of our group, but the problem was, that I had no idea how long my soft heart would be able to keep its walls up high. I knew Malcolm meant bad news and he was the head of the Mafia family, so he was bad guy in person, but you know w