Saiki K Brother Novels & Stories

"Kianna, I think we should rest for a while. You don't look good." The day ends, and Kianna is lost in her thoughts. She is now sitting on Serena's bed as her friend is finishing her paperwork on her study table. "Do I have a brother?" Kianna asked her as she fiddled with her fingers. She still cannot forget the memories she remembers. ''A brother? "Serena asked in confusion. "Yes. Hmm, someone much taller than me..." Serena taps her pen as she thinks of someone who can be Kianna's brother. "Isn't it Exequiel? You all treat him as your brother, right?" She was referring to Exequiel, one of Kianna's circle of friends.

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

He turns and his older brother stands in front of him, arms crossed, eyes burning in anger. Kieran’s jaw locks. “This doesn’t concern you, Sage. Stay out out of it,” Sage takes a challenging step closer, his green eyes stabbing daggers into his younger brother. “He’s a member of this pack. That makes it my business.” “He’s nothing!” Sage doesn't hesitate, he smacks the back of Kieran’s head hard. The gasps from the kids rings like bells. “You wanna fight someone?” Sage snaps. “Fight me, asshole.”

~ 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.

“He wasn’t there! His secretary said he’d stepped out.” I nodded slowly. “Oh really?” “Yes!” she continued, “So I called him. And do you know what he said?” My palms were sweating, and my heartbeat slammed in my ears. “He said he was on a date.” She dragged out the last word dramatically. “A date Lin! My brother went on a date! Ethan! A date! I’m still surprised.” I forced a smile. “Wow… that’s nice.” I took a long sip of the wine to hide my expression.

he yelled on Shain who flinched at his father’s sudden outburst, his face fell while Samaira’s heart lurched “Brother, please, he is only a kid, you can shou..,” “You don’t have to tell me who is who, just don’t talk to him,” “Don’t talk to him!,” Samaira repeated.. Flabbergasted at her brother’s words “Brother, how can you say this to me, you know how much I love Shain, I..,”

I flipped the dagger in my hand. Sak yelled with all his strength, "I'm not his biological brother! I swear! I'm just telling him that I am his brother because he was trying to run away from me! I mean, he's fucking dumb and he believes whatever bullshit I tell him. I've been mean to him and I'm not proud of it, but you can't kill me for being an asshole! I mean, if you really want to know who he really is, you should go back to Limber Creek and ask those motherfuckers in the slave market! They must have known something about it!" I ignored Sak's implore and stared at Finn, who was struggling and crawling toward Sak.

Now I'm standing here like an idiot, waiting for Marcus to show up, because apparently I'm incapable of planning ahead. Why didn't I just drive myself? Right. Because Nina said she'd buy me coffee if I rode with her. And I am weak for free caffeine. So here I am. Waiting. And Marcus is probably balls deep in some blonde right now. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean it as a fact. My brother is a man whore. Always has been. Always will be. He dates women the way other people change socks, frequently and without much thought. Another reason Nina can't stand him. She calls him "emotionally constipated." I call him predictable.

We stare at each other for a couple of minutes. “I..” He begins “Hmmmmm,” Kenya mumbles, interrupting the moment. Zayne looks down at my phone and then back at me. “Oh, I’m face timing, my friends.” I turn the phone to him. “Oh, Hi guys, I’m the famous stepbrother.” “Hey, I’m Santana, glad to see you again.” “Hey, glad you’re back. Maija really missed you.” Samantha follows. “I missed her more, trust me.” He smiles, and I can feel my cheeks burning.

I glared at my brother. "Are you stalking me?" I'm beyond pissed. "Don't flatter yourself brother, It's Zach, he's been snooping around a lot." He pushed a glass towards my direction pouring vodka in his glass before passing it over to me. I pushed the glass back, I'm not going to have a drink with him like we are cool. We are not. "You can't blame him, you killed his sister, your wife," I yelled at him. "Ex and she committed suicide." Oh, I almost forgot the lie.