My Protective Eight Brothers Novels & Stories

BROTHERS AT WAR ( Love conquers) Chapter one ~ FLASHBACK~ 16 years old Logan and Landon were playing in the basketball court happily. Logan was more happy cos he was playing as a team with his brother against another. The school and everyone knew these twins to be inseparable... but yes they've got haters not just for being the most popular student but being the most wealthiest. Their parents happens to be influential and a successful multinational company CEO and both children know how much they get each month for allowance.

It’s been a week of this and no word from any of them. To get this to work we didn’t even tell my mother or Brandon about this plan. We only told Julliet’s aunt and uncle because her uncle was sick. And we didn’t want to affect his health. "How’s the office suiting you Miss Chairwoman…" Garret’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. I smile stand and run over to him. I give a hug. “I missed you… So much…” I tell him sniffing him. My brother has always been a protecter and I’m assuming this is to protect his new family. Sasha, Dean and Raide are my brothers. When I was little, I never understood Blake’s hatred for them.

"I'm giving you my favorite toy so that you won't be lonely." His mouth trembled just like Mom's had. "Don't come find me either. I wasn't a good brother. I kept lying and making you take my punishments. I'm sorry, Sienna." The three of them wrapped their arms around each other and stood there in silence. "That's not true," I whispered, my vision blurring with tears. "I love you all so much. You're the best family in the whole world." I floated above them, and tears fell from my eyes without warning, landing right between them.

He looked smaller than usual, nervous. We slid into the seats opposite him. No one spoke for several seconds. Max broke first. “I’m not trying to ruin your life, Alex. But this… stepbrothers? It’s messed up. Your dad will lose it. Lisa will lose it. And if anyone else finds out—coworkers, friends, social media—it’ll blow up. I’m just saying… someone’s going to notice eventually.”

Then the unmistakable rhythmic creak of a bedframe. My face went nuclear. Noah and Lena. Obviously. They’d been “showering” for like forty-five minutes. I froze, plate halfway to the table, mortified on behalf of everyone involved. Ethan noticed immediately. He turned down the heat on the stove, wiped his hands on the dish towel, and cocked his head toward the ceiling. “Sounds like your brother’s putting in work,” he said, deadpan. “Shut up,” I hissed, cheeks burning so hot I could have cooked the pasta on them.

I paced the floor of the lounge, uncertain what I should do. I had wanted desperately to go with Alpha Isak as he promised me he would bring my sister to be safely by my side. But, despite my protestations, the Alpha had been adamant I should remain within his pack, unsure of my safety if I were to go outside right now while people were on the hunt for my sister. He was already trying to protect me more than the senior members of my own pack had done in a long time...

“You could have done that and also planned to do the same to me, so you could have Teresa all for yourself, hmm?!” “What?” Bennett breathed. “Keller, that’s a very serious accusation! Bennett would never!” “Oh, you think so?! I think…” I hunched over, blocking my ears. The verbal fight had become too much that I had to press my ears close with my hands. What had come over the three brothers? Were they possessed? What are all these fights about me? We had created a scene, and most of the guards and omegas in the alpha house were secretly watching us.

“I’m trying to find her. Vesper disappeared. The only way I get near her world is by stepping into it. It’s the only way I can fix what I broke.” Echo watches me silently, his expression unreadable. I see a few of the others shifting in their chairs, their glances moving between each other. It’s a debate now. A real one. “She’s not even one of us,” another brother speaks up, Wrench, always the cautious one. “You’re risking our name for someone who hasn’t been patched in, who’s not under our protection.” “She’s Red’s sister,” Knox says suddenly, his voice sharp as a blade. The room stills. “That makes her ours. That means she’s already under our protection whether she wears a cut or not.”

Elena's pov; "Uh, I'm totally fine." Her hand flew up, silencing me. "You've got to get this treated. Otherwise, this might get infected." I shake my head, in a no. But instead listening to me, she grabbed my wrist softly and added, "it must have hurt, yes?" "No, it doesn't." My spine straightened. "I have to leave, my brothers will be worried." The word, 'brother' brought a sour taste, however I didn't let it bother me, not even to the slightest.

“Give the girl some space.” The male holding Cataleia stared at her right in the eyes before loosening his grip on her waist and wrist. He coyly retreated back, then smirked mercilessly before looking at his brothers. His younger siblings immediately steps back with him, like an alpha telling his betas to back off. They lined up behind the so-called Ajax, who appeared to be the eldest of the siblings. With this information alone, Cataleia could tell that this man was going to be a pain in the arse. Him being the eldest, already meant one thing.