My Protective Eight Brothers Novels & Stories

Hence the nickname. The truth is, most of the guys won’t even try because they know my brothers and they are too afraid. The ones who do? They just want me for the title, to be closer to Alpha Julius, my father. So yeah, when guys try, I destroy them with words. I remind them that they might be willing to fight my brothers for approval, but I could break them just as easily. “Venom,” Cain says and I glance at him. My three brothers are all one year older than me, triplets and identical, in the flesh anyway. They all have that ash-blonde hair that covers their eyes, bright blue eyes, and an easy smile.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

Arthur, the Eighth Brother. He looked like a man who had spent his life building bridges of steel while his brothers built bridges of starlight. He carried a cane topped with a simple silver wolf’s head, and behind him stood a legion of soldiers in "Null-Armor"—suits designed to absorb kinetic energy and ground it into the earth.

All of these adults in my life- cars clearly hold grudges against them- Okay, Val. Not the fucking time. "Oh... anymore siblings?" I asked while subtly fidgeting with my fingers. "Yes. A lot. Including the eldest brother who has custody over you, you have eight older brothers." He answered with a shocked expression that mirrored mine. Holy fucking shit. "Holy fucking shit indeed." he chuckled under his breath and I realized I said that out loud. Bad habit. "You sure there's no mix up? Not two, three, or even four. Eight?" I scoffed in disbelief and he just nodded.

His voice was a low, dangerous rumble that I had not heard since I was a child. I took a deep breath, ready to say something, but before I could, my brothers emerged from the shadows of the hallway. First came Domenico, his face full of cold fury, his body a solid wall of rage. Behind him were the triplets, Rocco, Salvatore, and Enzo, their expressions mirroring Domenico’s. They were my protectors, my knights, my Dons. And they were all looking at me as if I were a stranger, as if the woman they had sworn to protect had betrayed them.

"We're planning to visit them this afternoon." "We?" "My mates and I," I clarified. "They've been my strength through everything. I'd like you to get to know them better, if you're comfortable with that." Lucious nodded slowly. "They seem... protective of you. Especially the dark-haired one." "Kane," I supplied with a small smile. "And yes, protection is his specialty. But they each bring something different to our bond." "Four mates," my brother mused. "The Priestess explained that it was prophesied, but it's still difficult to comprehend."

Luthor’s POV “Fuck your sister is a little scary” says Brody next to me, “Is it wrong that it’s a little hot?” “She’s 18 and bonded man” I say smacking him around the back of his head. I will agree with the first part though. I realise how lucky my brothers and I were to escape the last week with all our limbs intact and body hair still in place.

I drift towards him but wondering if he really means to protect me or want me to console him. Austin rises suddenly. “We are brothers and should remain in the brotherhood. We can't let our mate separate us.” Slowly the rest of the brothers rise, I shift closer to Dustin raising frightened eyes on him. “What are they trying to mean now?” They walk towards Dustin, Austin and Justin take his hands raising him.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

I looked at him, at the two other men behind him, and for the first time, I realized they weren’t here to control me or make me suffer. They weren’t here to take me away from home. They were here to protect me. To help me rise. The pack had never cared for me, for once. But these men, these strangers, they had shown more loyalty to me even on my own mistake. The three stood looking into my eyes. " I'm Alpha Dante," he looked to his other brother. " I'm beta Ezra," " I'm Gamma Ryan," The three Said. " We three are the Noble brothers and we promise to be your guide," the three days together.