My Three Tyrant Brothers Novels & Stories

But, RUDE! I'm a grown woman old enough to make my own choices not some Child he should pull around the place. "Hey! Let go of me!" I warned and tried to force myself out his grip on my waist but I didn't need to put in any effort because Adrian stepped in and Had me freed. What's this? Why does this scene look like the exact same one from few years back when Brittany's twin cousins showed up for the holidays and they both wanted the same toy despite the truck load of others available.

I was still in just my thin tank top and panties, but they had been pulled down slightly, exposing the top of my smooth mound. Three men stood at the foot of the bed, watching me. Triplets. Identical in every terrifying way — tall, broad-shouldered, sharp jawlines, dark hair, and piercing ice-blue eyes. They wore expensive black shirts with the sleeves rolled up, revealing powerful forearms covered in tattoos. Mafia ink. Dangerous. The one in the middle stepped closer. His voice was calm, almost gentle, but carried absolute command. “I’m Luca. These are my brothers, Matteo and Nico. You saw us that night. You saw what we do. Now you belong to us.”

"You can call me Ambrose. I'll spend my lifetime proving I'll treat Larissa well." Caspian shamelessly stepped forward. "Not tenfold, it's twentyfold. Count me in!" Dylan chided in, "Me too. It's thirtyfold!" Rio added, "And me. It's fortyfold! Anyway, if you dare to bully Larissa, we won't let you off!" Ambrose looked at the three brothers with disdain, pondering, "You and what army?" The three brothers were speechless and frustrated. But, they were no match for him!

I hated the feeling of being trapped by that man. I hated the power it gave him. “I am not going to any party! That man wants to disgrace me further!” I heard Elias scream as I opened the door to his chambers. “Consummate this union?! Union my foot!” He shouted. “What’s going on?” I asked Cassian who seemed to be enjoying the situation. “Your highness. The tyrant had just asked your brother to attend a party tonight.” “Anddddd.” “And they’re to consummate their marriage after the party.”

Or maybe… my eyes looked like his. He bent down slightly so we were at the same level. “I’m Victor.” His voice was low and deep, but not harsh. I didn’t answer. He studied me for a moment longer, then the corner of his lips lifted again. “From now on, you belong to me.” I didn’t like that sentence. “I don’t belong to anyone, Uncle.” I am not an object. I am not a painting. I am Nicholas. And I belong to Mom. I looked back at him with the same gaze I had learned from Mom whenever she was angry at the world.

But Verena didn't realise that, it was the day the Tyrant was born. And it was there that his obsession grew, grew, and grew some more.

I'm your second oldest brother , I'm 27 and my name is Anthon" Said the one whom I hugged at the funeral "I'm the third oldest brother Liam and I'm 25" And then two guys spoke together "We are twins , I'm Karen and I'm kabir we are 24" they said "Lilith introduce yourself to them" Aunt said. "Hello I'm Lilith and I'm 14" I said while looking down I was really nervous they all looked so intimidating and not gonna lie I was scared of their aura "We will leave for New York tonight Pack your important stuff coz we can buy all the other thing over there " Victor said and I mumbled "okay"

Ha-Min was the only son of the family so, he supported both of his sister's husbands as well. "Big Brother, I am sorry. I am really sorry, please forgive them. They are children, they will not do this again." one of his sisters came forward and tried to touch his hand but he jerked back his hand even before she could touch it. "Yes, brother. I know we have failed you but I promise you that anything like this will never happen again." his other sister came forward as well while their husbands were being cowards in front of Oh Ha-Min. Just his one gesture and their career would fly away like they did not even exist.

Liam laughed. “Animals like you don’t deserve to live.” Samantha stared at Liam in anger. “My brother isn’t bad like me; he's not bad enough to kill his brother; no, he can’t kill me,” Liam smirked, looking at Aaron. “Give me your wife Samantha along with the mafia seat, and then I will never bother you again.” Liam laughed, and Aaron grabbed his fist in anger. As Silas steps to stand up, Vicente stops him and gestures, “Let Aaron think about what to do with his brother.”

~Alerion~ If I had to clean up one more mess my brothers created because they couldn't keep their wolves in check around Valeria, I was going to lose my damn mind. I stood in my home office, staring at the stack of incident reports on my desk. Three fights at the school this week alone. Three. And every single one traced back to the same problem, my idiot brothers acting like territorial animals instead of the grown men they were supposed to be. The latest report was still warm from the printer. Property damage, multiple student injuries, and a very pissed off principal who was threatening suspension for all three of them. Again.