Meliodas Brother Novels & Stories

I said. There was dead silence after those words came out. Immediately after that, everyone burst into laughter. "Not me? Who is it then? You're so obsessed with me. Would you really agree to be someone else's mate? "Besides, there's only my brother in my family and me. My brother's been gravely ill ever since he was attacked by rogues. No one even knows how much longer he'll live. "More importantly, I heard his wolf was injured too. Apparently he can't even mark anyone anymore. Are you really choosing some loser who's even weaker than an Omega?"

Four reincarnation paths, four elder martial brothers' figures—every word and every image confirmed all of Amelia's suspicions. Her third brother Ralph, fourth brother Raiden, fifth brother Benjamin, and sixth brother Sebastian were exactly her four elder martial brothers from Ethereal Lumin Hold! All six elder martial brothers who had accompanied her day and night had not perished or vanished. They had all been reincarnated and reborn, gathered in the Cromwell family, all becoming her protective brothers.

he said, smiling, not a reassuring look on his face. "No," she replied bluntly. Whoever this guy is, he's bloody creepy. "Now is that any way to treat your new brother?" Diana tried not to react to his words. Surely Kor would have mentioned a brother, but she couldn't dispute this stranger had familial ties to Kor, given their resemblance. "Sorry, but Kor never mentioned a brother." "Then let me introduce myself, Kil'iander Vel Menos. Elder brother of your mate. You mean he hasn't mentioned me?"

He wiggles a finger between him and her. Mel stiffens, brows knitting. “And then,” Alejandro continues, without a beat, deadpan, “he found out I’m his brother.” Silence. Thick. Heavy. “Brother?” Mel whispers. The resemblance hits her like a slap. Same mouth. Same hair. Same stubborn jaw. Same unfortunate talent for attracting violence. Alejandro gives a small, crooked smile. “Yeah. Turns out Deimos is the father I’ve been looking for.” Mel goes pale — really pale. Like she’s mentally calculating the distance to the nearest bathroom.

Aurelian laughed. “Look at the tears, brother; this is the last time I will cry for you. I was holding on all these years, hoping you would change, hoping you would be the brother I knew, but I should have known he died the day he chose to kill his father. I have three brothers: Damien, Felix, and Kion. Damien was the elder brother I knew; he cared for me and taught me everything I knew, but Kion is the devil who has possessed my brother, and I thought keeping him would one day make him leave, but I failed to realise my brother was gone, but now I know better,” he said. Kion growled. “Watch it; Damien was weak; Damien was too kind! His father wanted to hand over his rights and title to his s

“His aura is a little odd.” “Please don’t mention this to Logan or Carter.” I begged. “I understand. Just to clear something up, was the man in the red suit also a god?” “You saw me with Aspro?” “Of course everyone saw you with Aspro… Aspro? Isn’t he the brother of Mavros?” I almost laughed at how confused she was. “He is Mavros’ brother.” “Wow.” She breathed. “Valeria Romero now chills with gods.” “Don’t put it like that.”

His eyes were only looking at the files in front of him as he slowly sat on his chair and flipped through the pages of the files. Finally, as he stared at the old photograph of the man who washed up on the shore, Michael released a jagged breath and his blood ran cold. The photo of a tortured man and the memory he had long since attempted to erase and forget came into view, he felt his heart begin to sink. On the left hip of his brother's decaying body, which was lying on a table inside of a morgue, was a tiny tattoo of a red dragon that he used to like. He felt like his memories came crashing in his mind as he realized that His brother has a tattoo similar to the Mondragon empire's crest o

Zeath drawls, “it’s my brother.” I pause the game to look at him. “Sorry to ask, but you have another brother?” “Yes. His name was Zachili. He was younger than me.” “Wow. I never even thought you could have a younger one. I thought it was just you and East.” “People think the same too. The boy died at a young age. We never talked about him. Maybe we never thought about him too. He was just forgotten. All too soon.” “You share the same mum?”

I called them here because I need to inform them of what happened tonight and how it changes things, especially with this kitten here. Verena; a name as deadly as she is beautiful. She could be a pretty distraction if I had the time. Without bothering with a shirt, I head down where I know they’ll be congregating at the bar and I am yet to be proven wrong. Dark hair and blue eyes are the traits of a King; and all my siblings possess these. Dimitrios is my Beta and the one I trust with my fucking life. Lazarus is my Gamma; the silent one who is probably smarter than all of us. And then there’s Ares, the youngest brother and my Delta. The one with the shortest fuse and even shorter temper.

Silence. Then he looked at Marcus. “Ask him.” I turned. “Marcus?” Marcus looked devastated. “His name isn’t Elias.” “Then what is it?” Marcus whispered: “Adrian.” Lucien froze. “Adrian?” The man’s eyes shifted toward him. “Not the Adrian you’re thinking of.” My head spun. There were too many names. Too many identities. Too many lies. “Explain.” Marcus looked at me. “Your brother was born before you.”