Novel & Cerita Saints Row 2 The Brotherhood

Sophia added with a sharp edge, “once you’re done entertaining your groupies, send them my way. I’m done being their therapist after you screw them over.” “Next time your little flings come crying with their broken hearts, don’t send them my way. I’m done comforting those girls you sleep with and toss aside. Maybe try keeping it zipped.” Sophia scoffed, giving her brother a look filled with disgust. Mason responded only by rolling his eyes and releasing an annoyed sigh. Sophia shot her brother a sharp glare, clearly frustrated with his lack of reaction. Before the tension between the twins could escalate, Ava quickly jumped in to lighten the mood. “Come on, Sophia, let’s get away from these

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

His bright orbs met mine and he stood up. "Even after doing this all shit, you wont be considered a family. So save your concern for others, not us. And fucking stay away from my brothers. They're too innocent for your kinds and who knows they could get into some kind of trouble just because of you?" He rasped out as he took a step closer. I clenched and unclenched my fist, trying not to slap him across the face again. Last time, I slapped him but instead I got two in return from my dearest mother. How fucking fantastic.

"Ok, so like, everyone's mad here," Saint scoffed behind, resting his elbow on Tino's shoulder. "The level of craziness only differs." Tino shook him off with a serious stare. "Are you liking even this?" He pointed. "Dawg, this is a friggin Church, and that is a Priest! That other guy is a Church Brother judging by what he's wearing, but they're playing with guns like it's chess?" Saint gave him a bored look. "Damn, grow up, man. I told you what he is, so why act like a empty-head when you already know?"

Or maybe the reason for the removal was the respect they had for my psychological during all these years and my habit of paying attention to those who care little about me. "You were talking about a Brotherhood..." my father begins, drawing my attention to the knife with which he opens a can of candy for Gabby. He lifts the knife and casts a curious look at Hunter. "What did they refer to?” Hunter is pale and tries at all costs not to look at my father's hands. When he doesn't answer, I roll my eyes. “We were talking about the Brotherhood that Jonathan leads. A group that profits from kidnappings and believes that it can create a new religion. Does the name Saltuk Mohament say anything to yo

Gabrielle had grown on her badly, so instead, she stuck by the nickname 'Brie'. "Do I look okay?" She turned to her brother, Adam, who was silently playing a game on his phone. He took a second to respond, his soft, brown hair flopping down into his eyes as he hunched over the colourful screen. "Huh?" He looked up, sacrificing his game in the process. His soft, freckled face shone with admiration for his sister. "You look great." He smiled and stood up with a jump. He trotted clumsily over to the window and glanced out with a thoughtful expression.

That doesn’t sound healthy. I follow his line of sight, trying to spot the infamous new Stone son through the crowd gathering around him. He’s tall. Probably around Shaun’s height. Even from behind, he stands out too easily, broad shoulders cutting above the people surrounding him while conversations subtly orbit in his direction. And if he would kindly turn the fuck around, I could actually see his face. “Come on,” Shaun says suddenly. “Let me introduce you to my brother.” Before I can protest, he cuts the dance short entirely and grabs my hand again, already steering me through the crowd toward the other side of the ballroom.

"I was drugged! Whatever I said or did... it wasn't me. It wasn't something anyone would do in their right senses." A slow smirk curled his lips. "Well, it didn't feel that way to me." He stepped closer, forcing me to take a step back until my heels were at the very edge of the pool. "I’m sure your body still remembers what that night felt like." He clicked his tongue. "The question is... does it react to my brother the way it reacts to me?" I looked away from his burning gaze, unease creeping up my spine. "You have completely lost your mind, Mr. Stone. I'm not having this conversation with you."

“I want to hit this fucker hard and fast and take away everything he’s ever worked for. I want to send the word out that no one touches what’s mine. Timothy Flynn made his last mistake this morning when he took my woman.” Roman thrust his hand into the circle the five of them made. Sazon put his hand on top of Roman’s, soon Barshan and Yuri’s hands joined the others. Finally, Mikial’s hand topped theirs. Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.”

The silence of the citadel was the only thing that kept me from becoming someone like Lihont. Rowan reached out and hugged his brother, a bone crushing hug that spoke of years of unspoken love. "Well, the silence is over. Everything is definitely going to be fine tonight and Lihont thinks he’s the only one with ancient power, but he’s forgotten what a united family looks like. He’s going to lose, brother…I’ll make sure of it." —--------