Nash Grier Brothers Novels & Stories

The atmosphere was charged with anticipation. “Tell me everything,” Adrian commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Gwen wasted no time. “Nathaniel Graves. Born in Boston. He’s Ethan’s younger half-brother. Same father, different mothers. But here’s the twist—he’s clean, Adrian. Painfully normal. He’s a CPA working at a tax firm downtown.” Connor laughed sharply. “A tax guy? So Ethan's brother is just a number cruncher?” “I checked his records three times,” Gwen insisted. “No criminal past. No offshore accounts. No shady dealings. He even filed his taxes early for the past two years. He is the kind of guy who probably declines free drinks to avoid owing anyone.”

But things took a dangerous turn when Nash’s older brothers attempted to assassinate him. However, Nash had anticipated the threat. With Micah’s help and the careful preparations Nash had made, the assassination attempt failed. Even after their capture, Nash’s brothers refused to admit their wrongdoing. Instead, when they saw Nash, their eyes burned with hatred, and they still sought to take him down with them. Nash could see from their hateful glares that they saw him as a rival who overshadowed them, fueling their resentment.

Aaron gritted his teeth. Liam and Aaron move toward each other and kick each other with their legs to their stomachs. The fight begins with the brothers. To Be Continued

The man was silent, he was unable to say a word because he knew it was partially his mistake as well for not being more careful. They finally arrived in front of the emergency room where the doctor was conducting an operation on her. The brothers sat in front of the room, patiently waiting for them to be done while praying that everything would be fine. These two, Maximus and Kilian, had never been religious. It wasn’t something that was taught and implemented in their family. However, that one time, they were truly hoping for her safety and the understanding that there was nothing they could do at the moment except for praying drove them crazy.

Lia and Nix laugh. "You have no idea," Nash says. "You okay, Lia?" "Yeah, Soren did not hesitate did he?" She smiled at her brother as she asked. "Nope," Nash replies, "He knew you had him pinned good but that bastard fights dirty. And he was not going to give him the chance."

Nash brushed imaginary dust off his shoulder, looking thoroughly disgusted. Abel: “…” ‘When did I end up with two idiot brothers?’ ***

He hurriedly said. That made sense. I stood up from the chair because I was done there. Just then, Nolan walked in with Charles. Nolan lumged forward upon seeing his twin. They were identical, but Nash looked more ferocious. Nash looked just as surprised. "It's me Nolan, your brother." He said. Nash was very shocked but he was quick to brush off the reaction. "I don't know who you are." Nash said, lying obviously. All of a sudden, Nolan moved forward and punched him in the face.

The silence was so heavy you could hear the wind in the trees and the creatures rummaging about the hedgerows. "Everything is different now." Gary scratched his head. "Adam is working with his brother who's trying to keep on the straight and narrow, you know. The Bishop’s aren't taking too kindly to his resignation but I'm sure Adam will handle it like he always does." Gary seemed confident, but Ste wasn't so sure Adam could take these guys on. The Bishop brothers headed up one of the more feared gangs from the Rowshill area in the city. He'd never had many dealings with them, being a small-town nobody, but he knew Mike used to traffic all sorts of 'goods' for their boss.

Ashley sighed in relief, her anxiety beginning to subside. However, before anyone could make their way outside, a sudden, loud noise reverberated through the air, followed by an ominous growl. Nash clutched his right side in pain, and everyone's eyes widened in alarm as a group of men came rushing toward them. It was one of these men who had fired the shot that had struck Nash.

“Yeah I know her, knew her since we were kids” A low voice cuts through the bar noise, slicing it in half. “You boys talking about my sister again?” Nash says calmly. A couple guys immediately start laughing like they weren’t just doing exactly that, while Ryan lifts his hands in surrender. “We were educating the new guy.” Nash takes a drink from the beer someone slides toward him and finally looks at me. “He doesn’t need education,” Nash says. I meet his eyes. “Good to see you too.” Nash looks me up and down slowly.