Saints Row 2 The Brotherhood Novels & Stories

Sid asked. “My Lord, two very young True Saints suddenly appeared in West End, one named David and the other named David Two. Both of them are very strong. They successfully defeated Tai from the Palmore family and Cosmo from the Lightfoot family after a fight in the void,” the middle-aged man replied. “Oh? Two young True Saints suddenly appeared? They could even defeat Tai and Cosmo? David and David Two? What is their relationship? Does the Saints Association have any information about them?” “According to rumors, they look very similar, so they should be twin brothers, and the Saints Association has no information about them. I suspect they must be one of those figures who were living in s

“Taz will not be in tonight. Riffraff, text Pistol. I want to see him here in thirty minutes or I’m sending some of my biggest blackest guys to get him.” The Saints have gone straight, most everything was now legal, most, but not completely. They had an agreement with the Brotherhood as to what would and would not be tolerated in any town ran by the Saints. Every so often, a new member would want to make a name for himself, all it did was cause problems for the Brotherhood. Toad did not tolerate it. And with what the Saints could do, and had done, the Brotherhood did not tolerate it either.

“Well hello dear brother. Nice to see you too.” Brother? Jane gaped. Her eyes flickered towards Tristan, who had a murderous glint in his eyes. Uh oh, what did she get herself into? *** Facebook: The Scripturient (Join “San_2045 squad”, a private group on Facebook to be the first one to know everything!) Instagram: San_2045

~ 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.

"You’re a bit early, brother. We’re actually on a date. And tell me, what are you doing in a place like this?" "Oh, just some business," he smirked. "Very interesting area. Down the street there’s a bridal salon, and on the other side a lovely meadow…" What nonsense was he talking about? And the way he looked at me, as if I were supposed to understand. He nudged my leg under the table, and when Stas reached into his pocket for his phone, Vlad grabbed my bare knee. It seemed Stas had answered the call and didn’t notice what was happening, but he suddenly seized his brother’s other hand so abruptly that even I flinched.

I was feeling proud of how bold I sounded, until the back of my neck prickled, like I’d been targeted by some predator. Slowly, I turned my head and met a pair of chilling eyes. Leon? What was my brother doing here? He was sitting one row behind me, looking sharp in a tailored suit. His face was set in stone, eyes dark and cold. My heart lurched, and the fan sign I’d been holding slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a sharp smack. He lifted his gaze slightly, his voice low. “Half an hour. Get home.” Though the concert wasn’t even over, I slipped out.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

Then his gaze lands on me, and he lets out a long whistle, steps away from Cicero, and stands with his hands on his waist, staring wholeheartedly at me as if I'm a pure discovery. He turns to Cicero and shakes his head in wonder. “Lucky bastard,” he chuckles. “How the fuck did you get so lucky to be blessed with such an Angel?” Cicero tugs me closer to him, a big, proud smile on his face. “I’m the man after God's heart.” They both laugh, except Brody, who seems to be avoiding my gaze, which is understandable. Rufus used to play for the Ice Hawks until he transferred to the Islanders, and now living with his distant cousin, Brody Lichman and his family.