Mal Brothers Novels & Stories

Honestly, I'd never met anyone like her before. The mother and son had only moved in a week ago. Ever since then, the hallway had reeked of sour, rotten funk. Shirley always looked polished and put together, but the second their apartment door opened, the smell hit like a truck. I honestly wondered if they'd dragged an entire landfill into their home. Her eight-year-old son, Mike Lambert, was even worse. He was a classic wild child. He ran around all day waving his toy sword and yelling about killing people.

Lucas went to Domus Malum and searched for his clients’ application. He knew his Father will come at the weak ones, just like what he did to Mrs. Hathaway, but he was also torn thinking that his Father might come at those evil-spirited and use them against him or to other people.

My mate Is it my brother?

Before I could ask what was going on, I heard the loud revving of power bikes. My stomach tightened as I moved toward the window, already knowing what I would see, and my breath caught in my throat as the engines came to a stop outside. Just as I expected it was them - the same boys that had been making life at Hawthorne High a nightmare for me - the Alpha's triplet sons, Liam, Randy and Carl Hawthorne. They were the hottest guys in the whole school and equally the most annoying as they always found a way to rudely remind everyone of their status as the heirs to the throne of the pack. They were literally untouchable.

he says in almost a whisper. "Alaric, keep your hands off her. Do you hear me!" Malachi growls as if his wolf is going to show himself. The man, Alaric, simply stares at Malachi, unfazed by the threatening man in front of him. "Calm down brother. I have only come to give my best wishes to the happy couple," he says calmly. "But I can see you are not happy to see me," he smirks. "Well, you figured right, brother," Malachi answers maliciously. "Can you both stop!" I demand. They both turn to look at me. "I believe the lady has a point brother. Let's be civil for the sake of your friends, but I would like to say one thing: Malachi. You have found yourself, one gorgeous human, as your mate,

“This is my mother--Mariana and father, Daniel.” “You already know Adam from earlier, my youngest brother and his older twin Adrian. Then comes the second Kaden with his wife Ella and I’m the oldest.” Adam had black hair with dark green eyes almost black. He looked in his late 20′s. He wore a black tux with a white shirt underneath. However Adrian had light brown locks of hair with the same green eyes and the very same attire.

They are literally lined up waiting for their turn to spar with their future alpha. I laugh when he takes Alex down almost instantly. Alex and Malaki are good friends and have known each other since diapers. I always called them my group of meatheads. There's five of them, they all grew up from diapers. All they did was get into trouble growing up. I chuckle and shake my head smiling, feeling so proud of my oldest son.

Everyone, between the ages of sixteen and eighteen, would have the names of their soulmates appear on their left or right wrist in a light grey ink that turned red when you meet them. Should your soulmates die then their name would turn white, that’s what happened with Luca’s mother when she died four years ago and that’s when his abuse started. Her name that was neatly etched into his father’s right wrist turned white. Both of them took her death hard, Luca pouring himself into his studies while trying not to slip into a deep depression and failing while his father turned to alcohol, sex, and violence. The man had done a complete one eighty from the loving, proud father he was then to the a

Now it made sense why he had just attacked me. “I don’t have your brother,” Malachi replied. “Did you kill him?” He asked. “No, I didn’t kill your brother,” Malachi answered honestly. He hadn’t killed him, I had. “Stop lying to me! Or you will die like the boy and girl!” Ramos said, his anger taking over again. “They didn’t die. You should have done more research. James is a Beta, it means he heals quicker and is stronger than your average pack member,” Malachi said calmly.

A moment later, an agitated Malcolm and a collected Harris joined us, along with twelve of their fraternity brothers. I looked at each of the boys, making sure they weren’t among the ones we knew for sure had been selling us out to the Order. Thankfully, I didn’t see any of those among the faces. I counted nine cambions and three nephilim. I understood why Malcolm trusted most of these boys; they were on the rugby team with him. “About time. I was getting antsy. Do we know if Pam is even… alive?” Malcolm nervously asked. “She’s alive,” Hana stated with such certainty that Malcolm visibly relaxed.