Meliodas Brother Novels & Stories

But I had to go. Valerio was still there somewhere, alive and trapped, and I would not leave my brother in Jasper’s hands. The Dagon family had rotten branches that needed to be cut out, and Valerio was the true heir of the Dagon empire. If my father was fake, if the family had been hollowed out from inside, then someone had to help my brother reclaim what had been stolen from him. I was not foolish enough to think I could do it alone, but I was no longer alone.

MAKENA “You probably do. Everyone knows the Di Corvos," I told Val, who said he felt like he knew the Di Corvos, and as I did, something else occurred to me. The deceased son had the same name as Val. His name was Val Di Corvo. Just then, a picture of the deceased heir appeared on the screen. “That’s Mel’s brother. He was killed around six or seven months ago." Val stepped closer to the TV, his gaze fixed on the image of Val Di Corvo.

Asmodeus stammered while he took slow steps backwards on sighting what had just happened "You don't really think I could die that easily right? Especially being the vessel for a demon Lord like your brother!' Rio replied mockingly, stressing the word "Brother" as he stopped an inch from the spot Kelvin and Samael laid. "You may be the vessel for my brother but the truth is, my brother is long gone, this.... this standing before me is just a weakling.... " Asmodeus veered and raised his hands up while lightening flashed as screechings of Demonic sounds sounded all around while Thousands of Huskibals floated through the throne door and lurked round Rio who still stood as a spot.

I shrugged defensively. “You didn’t meet Darklord in the chapel. The one who tried to assault you was Cerberus! He is the brother of M..." She was going to call the Darklord by his name, but she stopped altering her choice of words. "He is Darklord’s brother, the most mischievous bastard! And you are actually sharing bad news with me. He was trapped in that chapel," She said, and I interrupted. "What do you mean he was?" I asked with confusion.

Hudson muttered. “ Yeah sure” Alvara replied, letting out a deep sad sigh. “ Did your Mom ever mentioned him to you? “ Hudson asked, his gaze fixed on Alvara. “ Well, she normally tells me he’s no more so I thought he was dead but he wasn’t actually” Alvara replied. “ What happened to him then? “ Hudson couldn’t help but ask. “ My Mom said, he was a member of the Brotherhood and 18yrs ago, a weird eclipse led to the disappearance of all members of the Brotherhood which…… my dad is sure among. I don’t even know if he’s alive or not” Alvara replied in a sad tone.

Alyssa's voice took on a mysterious edge, gripping our attention, "the Youngest Brother, known as the Lord of Malevolence. A master of shadows and cunning, he embraced the darker aspects of their existence. With a mind as sharp as a blade, he ventured into the depths of darkness to achieve his goals. His strategies were relentless, cloaked in mystery like the shifting tides of fate." As Alyssa concluded her narration, a shadow fell over Lucian's face. I sensed the weight of knowledge and responsibility he carried regarding this brother. Intrigue and concern mingled within me, urging me to uncover more. The pieces of the puzzle were aligning, and I yearned to unearth the truths that lay hidde

Orion straightened up even more, giving me his undivided attention, while Zeviar's hand tightened gently around mine, an anchor before I'd even asked for one. "Morgana told me I have a brother," I said. "During the trial. Before she hit me with that compound. His name is Caelum." I watched both of their expressions shift as careful focus replaced whatever was left of the morning's easy tiredness. "I didn't believe her at first. I thought she was lying to try and break my focus. But then the Moon Goddess confirmed it in the cell before round three. She said he's real, though she wouldn't tell me anything else." "A brother," Zeviar repeated slowly. "You have no memory of him?"

"More than usual, I mean." "I have a lot to think through," he says, and I hear something careful in his voice, the particular tone he uses when he's deciding how much to actually share. "About the wards?" I ask. "Or about whoever's recruiting Corvinus remnants with promises of true power?" He's quiet for a long moment, and I watch him work through some internal calculation before finally speaking. "His name is Malphas," he says. "He's my brother." I feel something shift in my chest, understanding immediately why he's been carrying himself so differently since Uncle Dante first brought news of the second golden-eyed stranger.

Elodie asked, her heart thudding against her ribs. "A man they call Astrid," Sebastian said, his voice turning serious. "A ghost from the Purge. He’s building a rogue army to reclaim the throne. He says the White Moon blood belongs to him." Elodie felt the blood drain from her face. "Astrid? No. He died. I saw the fire. I saw the house go down." "He’s your brother, Elodie," Sebastian whispered. "And he’s coming to cull the 'weak' branch of the family tree. That means you. And the heirs."

"The closer you are to Scarlett, the more danger you put her life in, brother. You need to come fight these people.” “Trust me, I won't let anything happen to her," I nodded, looking at Elias. “Aldric Melissa is obsessed with you. All she does is cry at her father's toes and he instantly begins to give orders. The way you walked past her at the event might have triggered whatever happened." My brother and I spoke for a while before he left. I could tell he was beginning to love being at the company which was a good thing. My phone vibrated, and I picked up the call without even seeing who it was from.