Outcast Brotherhood Novels & Stories

Henry nodded in agreement, feeling grateful for his brother’s unwavering support. That day, Henry beats the shit out of Cody and his friend, proving that no one messes with his brother. Xavier stood proudly by Henry’s side as they walked away from the confrontation, knowing that their bond was unbreakable. Henry felt a sense of relief and empowerment, grateful to have a brother like Xavier, who always had his back.

My brother and I, we had always been so close, but now it felt like we were strangers. "This is going too far, Alex. I will not support abduction of minors, whatever their origin may be." "Who cares? They are insignificant, filthy and deserve to suffer!" My brother spat, revealing more of his bestial side. "What about all those human girls who ended up being molested or killed due to your lack of self-control? You have some serious issues, and they need to be properly addressed, brother. Your obsession with blood and power has become extreme and increasingly erratic, bordering on being unmanageable. You need help."

He remained calm, but with the tautness of his shoulders and the steeliness in his eyes, I could tell how hard it was for him to control himself. My family's reputation didn't matter anymore as I planned to cause a ruckus if they did anything funny. As long as I was concerned, I'd lost my family the day they decided to sell me like a cheap article to Dmitri. He grabbed my wrist and tightened his grip around it so hard that it hurt. "My brother might be slow to action but I'm quite different from him. I don't enjoy playing silly jokes with you and I'm sure your father might have told you about the Outfit. Just imagine they attack your precious Famiglia because the Russian Bratva has pulled aw

Right in front of me stood the man from the night, the one who took his time to ruin me in and out even if I could barely recall his name. I thought my heart had already gone through its strain this week, but nothing could have prepared me for what I heard next. “Please meet Ezekiel– my brother,”

~ Julian ~ I was buried in quarterly reports when Raymond knocked and told me my brother was waiting. My shoulders tightened. Adrian and I had barely spoken since our fight at the last board meeting about expanding into Asia. Our relationship had been cold for years — more competition than brotherhood. “Let him in,” I said. Adrian came in like a storm. He slammed the door instantly and paced a little in my office, breathing quickly, and his hair got messy from running his hands through it.

Different occasions. The Outcasts celebrated a bonded mate's happiness. A supposedly rebel group who will sacrifice their lives for the future of the Omegas. And here are some of the lives they will be saving, cheering for their destruction. How unfortunate.

Wonder if the illegitimate Vale brother will be invited to the wedding lol. My brows drew together.. Illegitimate Vale brother. Dorian only ever said he had one sibling. A sister who lived in Italy. I got up from the bed and walked to the kitchen with my phone in my hand. I placed a kettle on cooker and opened my browser. I typed: Vale family illegitimate son. The first page was filled with results. Old interviews. Poor quality photographs. Lawsuit. SECRET CHILD? VALE FAMILY SCANDAL. BILLIONAIRE HEIR DISPUTE.

Those were our glorious days. Growing up, I watched my father trade children, women, men, drugs, you name them, and those were the things that brought prosperity and glory to our clan. No one dared to challenge us, not even those who call themselves the government. I watched my father command an army of criminals, a Harem of women, and hordes of children, spreading our influence far and wide. The goal was to remain the only power in the underworld, which was met until decades ago, when two little motherfuckers who called themselves Brothers rose to challenge our existence— Dimitri and Michael. They created a bratva clan called the Brotherhood.

Yes, my brother is Pablo Denaro, who is the biggest gangster in America but has an equally terrible enemy named Bradley Carillo Castelano or known as Bradley de Ossa, huh, lame name for a gangster leader in my opinion. Recently, Bradley has been expanding his territory by buying up places and strengthening alliances with local gangsters, so my brother is losing out on the things we want to do. Thus, I pretended to be a local gangster, pulling him along as if to cooperate with him, but I quickly fired my bullets at him. It wasn't easy, as I had to sacrifice 10 of my men so that I could escape from there. Yes, I mentioned my name is Nicky and not my real name Paul, haha... I'm sure right now t

After that unexpected encounter with my ex-enemy—the one who made my high school hell—was now officially my stepbrother. I escaped to my new room, trying to shake off the flood of emotions and memories he’d triggered. I threw myself into unpacking, hoping that arranging my things would help me ignore that smug face and the bitter memories he stirred up. High school was behind me, but seeing him here now felt like the universe was playing a twisted joke. If I had to live here, the least I could do was try to maintain a peaceful bond. Maybe time and distance would help us forget the past.