My Protective Eight Brothers Novels & Stories

“It’s already 3 p.m. the next day.” Zara’s eyes widened slightly. “You slept almost the entire day. I was starting to get worried when you didn’t wake up… that’s why I came to check on you.” Victor leaned forward slightly and looked at Zara. “Listen,” he said softly. “I’m going to be the best brother in the whole world. I promise I’ll protect you from anything that tries to destroy your happiness.” Zara sighed gently, a warm smile forming on her face. “I remember something,” she said quietly.

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

That day, Mom had ruffled my hair and asked, “Harry, which one do you want to choose as your brother?” The day before, I had begged her nonstop to give me a big brother. So, the next day, she took me to the orphanage to pick one. Later on, the boy under the tree became my brother. I gave him his name, just as carefully as I used to name my teddy bear and toy soldiers. When I tore up my homework, he rewrote it for me. After I broke the neighbor’s antique vase, the punishment landed on his palms instead of mine.

They were watching both their sons fracture beyond repair. I inhaled slowly. “And yet,” I said, “I’m still standing.” I felt it then, the quiet strength humming beneath my skin. Not rage. Not vengeance. Clarity. “You don’t get to call me your brother anymore,” I continued. “Brothers protect. Brothers don’t hunt each other.” Aiden’s jaw tightened. The elders rose. “For crimes against blood and bond,” the lead elder declared, “Aiden Hughes is hereby stripped of pack affiliation, rank, and protection.”

“I’ll avenge June! I’ll slaughter every last zombie! “Right now, the most important thing is to get me out of here, Eira.” Castiel’s words made me laugh bitterly. “You killed June. Her death was your fault, not anyone else’s. What makes you think I would help you?!” Castiel roared in rage, “Eira, she was just an outsider! I’m your real brother!” ‘An outsider?’ I thought. All these years, June had looked after me and cared for me. When the zombies attacked, she shielded me behind her. Meanwhile, my dear brother was out bathing with his mistress!

“But don’t worry, Liana. As long as I’m here, he won’t touch you.” And with those words, the weight lifted from her chest. She wasn’t just spoiled in gifts and laughter. She was spoiled in protection. Even if the most dangerous men in the world noticed her, she knew one thing with absolute certainty: her brothers would never let anyone claim her. Not even Viktor Moretti.

“ Stephan asked me as he dropped the stone in his hands . “ I never thought I was going to see you here , thought you were so mad at me and you aren’t going to come see them because these days , you cannot imagine the things that you could do . Coming from the same person who had his own brother tied in chains like he was is some kind of criminal , you have no right to say those words to me . “ But I am not the one who wanted to go on a killing spree just because he couldn’t keep his emotions in check . “ I am not the bad brother here Nate , I am not the one person who couldn’t stand his own brothers knowing that it was the only thing he had left . Before we could build this whole pack , we

that was what I was busy thinking at that moment cause I felt like rewinding time back the moment I stepped into the school gates with a time machine so I could stay clear from the path Brenna stayed waiting for me. "Not my so called brother, he is my brother okay" I had to at least make that known before commencing with any other thing, " sure he is but he did look way more than a brother yesterday" Brenna just always had a way of provoking me to defence mode and in the process I would always end up spilling out all the private knowledge I kept at bay.

“I AM No-one. I was never given a name at birth as I was weak and nearly died. A peasant couple took me in and raised me as their own, but it did not take long for me to find out the truth when I got older. But that is not important. What is important is that you need to find all your brothers before you can take on your uncle. You cannot take him on by yourself. That you need to remember.” He nodded and was about to leave when something hit him. “What will happen to my brothers?” She has not turned away yet instead, she was looking at her hands as if she wanted to say something else but decided not to. “I will hide them just like I am going to hide you, but it has to be far away from each o