Michael Afton Brother Novels & Stories

Not because the surgery had happened or the confrontation in the yard or any single moment in the sequence of everything that had brought us to this room. Because Kasey was looking at me and waiting for the truth and I was done being a person who made him wait for it. "Yes," I said. "He is your brother."

Elias asked, pointing at Zach’s car before he drove off. I wanted to deny it, but Zach was the only one who drove an Aston Martin to school. Plus, his plate number says “ZEE,” so it was pretty much a giveaway. “Yeah, it is,” I answered quietly. “What’s it doing in your house?” Jasper Litton asked. “Z is actually her brother, right, Blaire?” “What?!” both boys asked in shock. “I know. I couldn’t believe it at first too,” April said. “How did that happen? You have different surnames,” Elias said.

I don't know what he sees but he comes towards me and gives me a half hug. “I believe you, Zane,” he lets out. Micah doesn't know how much those words reassure me. “Who is that bastard that hurt my sister?” he demands anger causing his nostrils to flare. “His name is Michael Logan. The asshole has lived more than I would let,” I say. I go on about linking what I know about Michael, explaining everything to him. “His link to the Antonovs is what I can't link up yet, but I did kill Riley Antonov. His brother must have known by now, which means London is still at a potential risk,” I huff the words.

Scott replied, and Michael got to his feet, approaching us. "Are you the daughter of the woman who poisoned my girlfriend?" he asked, and I swallowed hard before speaking. "She’s my aunt," I replied, and Michael fumed in anger. "How dare you show up here after what your aunt did to my girlfriend?!" he roared, trying to hit me, but Scott stopped him. "Don't even think about it," Scott snarled. "Aren’t you Jason’s younger brother? The illegitimate son of the Stiles family?" Michael mocked before continuing.

Jim didn't even look at him and kept on hiding behind Michael. Jonathan felt his heart break seeing his brother like this. He really doesn’t know how did it all came out just like that. He will never say or think about his brother like that. The brother who raised him, the brother who supported him when he was nothing. The brother who was there for him when nobody was. "JK leave" Michael said by holding Jim close to his chest and walking him to his room. Jonathan stood there looking at the place where Michael and Jim were standing earlier, watching nothing particular and lost in his thoughts.

Right in front of me stood the man from the night, the one who took his time to ruin me in and out even if I could barely recall his name. I thought my heart had already gone through its strain this week, but nothing could have prepared me for what I heard next. “Please meet Ezekiel– my brother,”

Before Fallon can attack, I step between them, “Stop it! We don’t have time for this!” Michael stands beside Fall and glares at Gabriel. “Do not ever speak to our nephew in such a manner, you imbécile.” Rafael looks at Fallon, then back at me, “This is your son?” I nod, “Fallon, these are my brother’s, Rafael and…” I sneer, “…Gabriel. You already know Michael.” Fallon gives Rafael a congenial smile before he turns to Gabriel and sneers. “I might be an abomination, but at least I’m no one’s errand boy.”

Something about his expression - the smile, maybe, or the arch of his eyebrows - strikes me as familiar, and I realize why. "Oh," I say. "You're Rafe's brother." Before I came here, Cynthia gave me a rundown of the rest of the Fontaines - not only Rafe's famous parents, but his three famous brothers. She flipped through her old issues of Celebrity Spark to find me pictures of all of them. I should have recognized Luca immediately - especially when I heard his unusual name. To be fair, the picture in Cynthia's magazine didn't even begin to do him justice.

His voice was becoming harsh as he tried to understand why his sons thought something like that was okay. “It was Michael’s idea.” His voice grew lower. Jadie looked confused and chimed in. “Who is Michael?” She asked, already having a feeling who it was. Jeremy peeked up at her with a raised eyebrow. “It makes sense why he wouldn’t have talked about him to you.” She tilted her head and waited for him to continue. “Michael is Lincoln’s brother.” Realization dawned on her. He had mentioned him before, but never told her his name. “Anyway, after we tied him up, this man came out of the woods with rogues behind him-“

Just as we approached what I presumed was his locker, a chestnut brown haired boy came into view, he was leaning against the locker, typing away on his phone. "What are you doing here?" Joshua asked his twin brother. Micheal looked up and beamed at him. Then, taking me by complete surprise, once again, he beamed at me. Or at least in my direction. I turned around to make sure there was no one behind me before looking back at him in confusion. He pushed himself off his locker and walked towards me. "Hey, Crystal, right? I don't think we've officially met." He stretched out his hand. "I'm Micheal Melrose - Josh's brother, I mean obviously - but my friends call me Mikey."