Roman Reigns Brother Novels & Stories

I only look at his face wanting him to continue with his explanation. He sighed and continued. "James was never related to Raphael. He was Christopher's younger brother, they are both related by blood. At that time, James has always hated me because Christopher likes me more. He found his way into manipulating Lucian who has always been nothing but a good man. Despite the fact that we were both mafias, he still has a good heart and that was the reason, Chris couldn't hand over the throne to him but me instead because he believes, I am the only one who is capable of handling the position"

he gave Ricardo a handshake. His Mother led me to the dining room and gestured for me to sit on the chair next to the one Ricardo sat on. His grandmother was now sitting too and I was between both Ricardo and her. “Welcome” it was a calm voice this time. I looked to the direction it came from and saw a young man with dark blonde curly hair. “This is my brother Luca. Luca, this is Odessa” He looked awfully familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before.

It wasn't a question; it was a cold, terrifying confirmation. "He told me everything," I challenged, lifting my chin high. "I know there are two of you." Roman closed the remaining distance between us in one massive stride. His hand shot out, gripping my jaw firmly. He forced me to look directly into his cold, calculating eyes. "My brother lacks discipline," Roman whispered harshly. "He lacks absolute control." "He told me you sent him," I argued, my voice tight under his heavy grip. "I did send him," Roman confirmed without hesitation. "I needed to break your initial defiance, and Rocco is highly effective at breaking things."

“He says he was imprisoned by his brother, the previous vampire king because they didn't agree on certain things.” “That's quite true, the vampire princes, the brothers weren't friends. It was said that Romano killed Ronald to take the position of the king.” Gamma explained. “So what’s his deal now?” Crescent fired. “He says he wants peace,” I muttered. “Peace between the two kingdoms?” Merida asked. “That’s impossible, vampires are betrayers, they can never be peace between the two kingdoms. Meeting dismissed.” Crescent said with a cold air of authority. Everyone vanquished from the palace immediately, leaving just him and I in the palace.

No worries, though, they still honoured the old treaties with the children of the elements. Until the mad king started to reign. “The Mad king Regus Augustine Cynric Alcione, I read of him from the history books,” Dorin interrupted. “He wanted the power of the Ravante’s for himself, so he took their heirs hostage and almost wiped the whole family out.” “What else did the history books say?” Damien asked him. “That the people revolted against him led by his younger brother, and that it was that same brother who killed him. Then, after his brother took the throne, the people decided that they could not have a king who has killed his own brother, so they crowned the youngest prince instead.”

His hands were balled into fists at his sides. "What the fuck, Roman?" I stormed toward the kitchen, my heart still pounding. Roman followed closely behind me. "What did I do now?" He asked, his voice laced with confusion. I grabbed my phone off the counter, turned sharply, and faced him. "You never told me you had a brother." Roman exhaled slowly. "Half-brother," he corrected. "What the hell ever—he's still your brother." I narrowed my eyes, crossing my arms. "We haven’t exactly had the chance to talk about it." Roman shrugged.

Then Ronan's frown relaxed a bit, and he took a step back, turning towards Solene, trying to keep his voice straight. "Solène…” he started, then paused. "This is Raphael. My younger brother.” "Younger brother?” Solene echoed, a frown appearing in her own brows. "How come I never heard of him?” "He—” "Well,” Raphael cut in smoothly, stepping closer, that same crooked smirk on his face. "Ronan here has a habit of disappearing when it suits him. But you know what they say…blood is thicker than water.” He glanced back at Ronan. “So…here we are."

“My mother’s brother married the king’s uncle. So, Commander Lucian is both my cousin and the king’s cousin, though Varek isn’t as fond of him as he is his Beta, who is also his cousin.” “Why not?” I’m genuinely curious. She shrugs. “Ronan’s father was Alpha Varek’s father’s Beta, so he was naturally chosen to take over, just as Varek followed his father. Lucian’s family is not as prestigious as Ronan’s, but they would technically be equals when it comes to rank if Ronan hadn’t been chosen as Beta.” I don’t know Lucian, but Ronan was kind to me when he didn’t have to be. I’m not sure if that makes him a better leader or a worse one considering I am the enemy.

I demanded. “I’m not a creep, I swear,” he said quickly. “I just wanted to—” “Which one are you?!” I snapped. He swallowed. “I’m Ramsey. Roman’s brother. Half-brother.” My stomach dropped. Oh. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

Hearing that, the Queen cried out in pain, her brother, was he her little brother or not? The Emperor also knew the Queen's younger brother, if it weren't for her brother that year, both he and she would have been killed by assassins' knives. In the story of that year, then the Queen, Mena, had a brother, two years younger than her, Jean. After their parents died early, the two immediately depended on each other to live. That year, because Jean was sick, she had to stay in her hometown. Mena was first picked up by Loen to the Citadel, before which the Emperor and Mena had met and had feelings for each other.