Mapogo Brothers Novels & Stories

Our moon goddess created a breed of brothers that were known as Aries Brothers and if Martin was right, there was another set of brothers that she had created- the Aries Brothers. "It was a myth,"Martin said, narrowing his eyes down to his wine. "The Aries Brothers were a myth for a very long time and everyone assumed that. We didn't bother revealing it to the next generations. And, they are old creatures, they don't shift, they don't have emotions, they only intend to kill Alpha's as our moon goddess was betrayed by one of them and they look like half beasts and half wolves." I stopped him for a second and processed everything he had told me.

Many, Many years ago in Chisoti village, something atrocious happened that each and every person who had heard or witnessed it never wanted it to be mentioned again. Like each day, 26 year old Chovu returned from the field with his younger brother Mapulanga. They were the closest amongst their siblings. They had two sisters and one older brother who was the next in line to become the chief. The siblings were known to have gotten along with each other perfectly especially when one was in trouble.

But I can't get Sage out of here either. "Awful! Your boyfriend is handsome! He's so ... Ugh! I feel like I've seen him, eh! It's like a magazine! Is that a model? The face is really familiar!" said Rowella when we went to C.R. It looks like he wanted to say that before but we just got away from Sage. Maybe he haw him on a magazine. I even saw Sage in a magazine back then. Actually, his whole family as well as cousins. The Mongreco clan was featured in it as the owners of one of the most successful conglomerate all over Philippines and Asia.

With each step we take, I tell myself that we will be victorious today. We finally reach the dungeon doors and I can see that Zion has taken the liberty of replacing the old ones that were blasted previously. The new doors are even thicker than the old ones; it is made of strong timber that has been bolted from the outside and are heavily guarded by two of his men. Gog and Magog, I know them both. They are the brothers grim of the pack and having been raised by Zion since they were mere pups, they are insanely loyal to him. “Ryder!” Gog, or is it Magog calls out. I can never tell them apart. They are twins born only a minute apart and both have an ugly sneer when they see me.

I begin the question but pause when it hits me harder. Matthew my other best friend, a guy with a business mind and husband material, who worked for 'The Stewart's and Co', the avaricious corporation that has currently taken over my company, challenged me once when I invited him to our success celebration, that our company would be the next to be taken over by his and the employees here would go for fishing with their butt out, including me. A surge of tiny anger started burning in the pit of my stomach. " My foot, if you find him," I warn."Tell him that I will pour cement in his mouth till he chokes".

“We thought we were keeping her safe. Like Lucia asked.” “But Lucia only wanted them hidden as babies. She never wanted them to grow up never knowing each other.” Marcus sounded full of regret. “We should have told Freya when she was old enough.” “We were scared. The Community is still hunting.” “Instead we stole her family from her. We stole her brother who’s been alone since he was eight.” Marcus looked at me with pain. “How do we make this right?” “We tell them. Soon. Together.” I sat beside him. “But there’s more. People are talking about the rogue fight. Tom said the rogues looked strange like something knocked them out before the warriors arrived.”

“When the moon is void and the waters bleed, we strike.” Her high priestess approached, whispering: “And the boy?” Valeria’s teeth bared. “I won’t kill him.” A pause. “I’ll hollow him.” III. The Brotherhood’s Pact That night, the four brothers stood outside under the moon, watching the stars shift. “We started as mafia kings,” Petrov said, sipping vodka. “Now we chant spells and shield babies.” Sokolov laughed bitterly. “I had no idea things like this existed. I used to shoot first, ask later.”