روايات وقصص ضمن My Brother Banished Me To Die

“I had to say those things because I didn’t want my partners to take unnecessary interest in you. If not, then you would’ve been under constant observation” “Aren’t I already under constant surveillance?” I questioned. “It's different over there. At least you can breathe here. It’s not the same in the camps. I didn’t want to scare you away from this deal” “You only care about this mission, not for me or my life” Iscoffed at him, shoved his hands away, and ascended the stairs. “My brother was killed by the Black Falcon” I heard him say. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to stare at him. I saw sadness in his eyes now. I felt this strong urge to rush to him and hug him. To console him.

That I was only surviving the night, not bound or in chains at Moonstone pack because of him. “You were banished before you could even defend yourself! Your brother had wanted to execute you before the banishment sentence was chosen instead. Are you just going to sit back and watch as everything you deserve as an alpha prince goes over to your brother and his son?” “How bold of you! Remember that you are merely being allowed to stay in our encampment. How dare you say that to the Lord?” a rogue’s voice shot at me from behind, sharp as a blade drawn too quickly.

Ten years, and I still flinch not knowing which version of him is about to show up. It wasn’t always like this. Ten years earlier. “Alexandra, I wanna go home,” I whined, dragging my feet as he tossed a football from hand to hand, the late sun turning the grass gold at the edges. “Sasha, chill. I told the new kid I’d meet him here to throw the ball around,” my twin brother said, his brown eyes locked on the field like he was already in the NFL. He sighed, dug in his pocket, and tossed me a granola bar. “Here. Peanut butter. Your favorite.”

I titled my head to the right and saw a sign: Neverles Forest. This was my pack's forest. The guards had dumped me at the footsteps of my evil brother. I was in his territory. But why? Why banish me and bring me back to the place where I suffered and was treated like a slave? My chest tightened as the realization sank deeper. They didn’t just banish me. I realized that they did all this to get back at me by bringing me back to the same place where I was nothing but a slave and a punch bag. They brought me back here… to him. To Darren, to the monster I call a brother.

I plead nervously while almost choking on my floundering words; stammering as my voice wavers while I try my best to sound unfazed by the looming threat heading my way - watching in disbelief as my brother continues to take his thundering footsteps towards me, just like he was instructed to do. “Please don’t do this. I know you’re in there somewhere, listening. You know that this isn’t you, you wouldn’t do something like this. You’re my big protective brother, you would never lay a finger on me let alone kill me,“ I beg once more while the rising desperation floods my being; attempting to reason with the mindless inhabitant currently possessing my brother’s vessel, wielding my words like an

He would lose everything as a Profound Heavenly General if he did not have his fairy soul. "Nonsense!" Archfiend Antigonus said coldly and slapped the top of Zakari's head after hearing his curse and with a disdainful look on his face. Zakari did not have time to scream before his skull was broken, and he died on the spot. "Zakari!" "No!" The two other brothers could not help but scream when they saw that scene. Their eyes were bloodshot and filled with resentment and sadness. Nobody could bear the thought of their own brother dying in front of them.

"Listen, brother. I will get my hands on you and I will tear you from limb to limb. I then will not let your meaty flesh go to waste, I will feed you to my Thyla slowly while you watch yourself being eaten. You did it before. But this time you will die, so do yourself a favour and release her to me so that your death will be quick and painless dear brother. You have always been a pin in my ass but I always hold myself from retaliating because you are my only brother and because of my father.

My happy face instantly saddened and negative emotions eludes. I open to same unfavourable scinerio. A scinerio which threatens my life and may cut short my existence. My f**king death scinerio. It never has been any dream or hallucinating. It's been real. All real. My life is on the line and my very brother deniea me the only cure. He destroys my only cure and wish me dead. He f**king desire me dead. I was wrong. Brother Rowan really is worse.

The spark called life. The man holding me has no idea that my brother will have few qualms about my death. Oh, it will piss him off because I’m a possession. More to the point, it will be the fact that someone fucked with his toy, the one he bullies constantly. I laugh at my brother’s expense and it echoes off the walls. Diego would care more about a favorite goldfish if he had one. Delivering me in pieces to my brother will only piss him off because it would be near impossible to sew me together again and stuff me like one of his prized trophies. Nothing done to me will break through my brother’s black heart. I’m but a pawn in the game of whose dick is bigger and deadlier.

“I will not give you the honour of dying at home. I curse and banish you once more. You will live on earth, unable to die for all eternity. Then I will come for your soul. Be gone. I felt myself flying in the air. He had flung me to the mouth of hell. I stayed there, unable to cry, unable to be angry. I just lay there and remembered the events of that evening. We were playing games as usual when my brother got greedy and asked for more than he was supposed to collect.