Meliodas Brothers Novels & Stories

Did he remember us together? It was surprising to me that I didn’t mind the fact he just spewed. It was obvious their family wasn’t ordinary, especially since they specifically had their own Military Guild. I hoped his memory loss cleared up as soon as possible so I could confront him about lying about his family before. “My older brother and I fought them back years ago. We thought that was the last of them, but Leo said they came back around last month, and we had to go into hiding to fight them so we wouldn’t harm the people we love,” he finished, his shoulders lowering as I slowly ran my thumb over his fingers.

Maxwell's screams echoed through the car pack, but Gracko just laughed, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Finally, unable to bear the pain any longer, Maxwell begged, "Please, stop! Just tell me what you want to know! What are the names of these brothers you're looking for? Maybe I've heard of them, or one of my associates has." Dracko's expression turned thoughtful, and he nodded. "Very well. The brothers we're looking for are Kyle, Eden, and Nathan." As Dracko spoke the names, Maxwell's mind went blank. He had never heard of them before. But then, something about the name Nathan seemed to ring a bell. He couldn't quite place it, but it was familiar.

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?"

Alaric was there. Standing with his silver eyes blazing in the darkness, his expression absolutely fierce with the knowledge that his mate was being brought to him. The eldest brother was in full combat mode still....covered in dust from the assault, his clothes torn from fighting, but his entire focus was on the gurney being wheeled toward him. Aiden was beside him. The middle brother's dark eyes were tracking every detail of Melina's condition, his analytical mind already assessing her medical status, already planning the emergency protocols that would need to be implemented to stabilize her after five days of systematic blood extraction.

Knox loomed over him, blade up, chest heaving, staring down three men wearing colors that I’d never seen. Not the greens and silvers of the neighboring pack, but something darker and wholly unknown, striped black and crimson like old and dried blood. Soren was pressed to a crumbling wall, his good arm holding the blade of a fourth opponent at bay from his throat. And Draven, bloody, chest heaving, stood between it all. Between his brothers and whatever the fuck was going on. "Calla, stay back," he started, and then his eyes found me fully and something in his face cracked with a relief so raw it looked like pain.

I had given my life to a man who only wanted my money and my land. "You’re going to get sick out here." A voice came from the shadows. it was deep and rough. It sounded like thunder. I spun around. My eyes turned bright yellow because I was scared and angry. A man was leaning against the wall. He was huge. He had broad shoulders and messy black hair. He wore a heavy leather jacket with a wolf skull on the back. He had a scar on his face, and his eyes were dark grey. I knew him. He was Lucian Vailant. He was Julian’s older brother. He was the man who was supposed to be the leader, but he was sent away years ago. People said he was dangerous.

He started, his eyes boring into mine lazily. “But the Shadowcrest brothers are in my way, and I want you to destroy them for me. For years, no one has been able to figure out their secret, what makes their heart pump, what makes their pack flourish above every other one.” He paused, “but not anymore. Because you’ll find out for me.” My eyes widened as I shook my head, “No. You won’t do that to me. No..” The Shadowcrest brothers were nothing out of a novel. Or even out of the real world, either.

I fought with everything I had, covered in blood, and held the line until Lucas and my brothers made it back. That battle left me on the verge of death; I lay in the infirmary for three full months. Lucas and my brothers knelt by my bed, weeping. Lucas held my hand, trembling as he asked if I would be his Luna. He said I saved the whole pack, that I was the bravest she-wolf. My brothers also swore that Seraphina, that coward, had been removed from the family tree. From then on, they said, I was their only sister.

elder Lucian said. "That is because Jose and Martin are betrayals. They betrayed the kingdom by teaming up with the shadow monsters," he said, and they all gasped. "In fact, Jose was the host of one of the soul brothers, and he has been deceiving us all this while," he said, and they gasped the more. "We thought they had died," Lucian said.

Mia continued and said, “I have a brother who was born in that Age. He’s called Mago Londyn, a genius that one can only encounter every ten thousand years. Within an Epoch after his birth, he already joined the Ancestral God Ranks, becoming a Mystical Ancestral God. In another Epoch, he turned into a Terra Ancestral God. His power was immensely frightening. There was surely no reason for him to not become a Caelum Ancestral God. “Nevertheless, in the Grand Tournament of the Universe, he met Bria Callahan, who has already acquired the Caelum Ancestral God rank. In that battle, my brother lost thoroughly, completely. Since he returned, he couldn’t ever pick himself up again. He lost his confid