Sovereign Brotherhood Mc Novels & Stories

Any Taalib would understand his desperation to find his missing heir and understand his desperation to protect the brotherhood from the deceitful Imvura half-breeds. Dismissing thoughts of the Imvuras from his mind, he thought of his plans for the heir. She would enter a union with his second-in-command, Dante. He was loyal and would do what was necessary in order to protect the Soga Brotherhood. The ceremony would be done quickly, without anyone else the wiser.

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.

Mom said. " Is it?? I would love to cook. " Sam said. " Will you?? I would love to eat. " Bhaiya said looking at her lovingly. " Call a doctor... She is a pathetic cook. I am telling you because you have been my best friend. " Rob said while grinning. " Have been?? Am I not your best friend now?? " Bhaiya asked. " You are my brother now. " Rob said and bhaiya looked happy now.

“Mr. Marcus, your innovation and vision are exactly the kind of forward thinking Delacroix-Valenci needs as we evolve into the future. I’m thrilled to welcome you onboard.” I tensed. Damien’s next words were smooth, casual, and absolutely soul-shattering. “And of course, most of our old board members and executives know this already, but for those who don’t, Luca isn’t just our new tech partner,” Damien said, “He’s also my younger brother.” “His full name is Luca Marcus Delacroix. But he chose to go by the name, Luca Marcus.” Luca gave a tight lipped smile. There was thick silence.

Macon asked, also sitting down. "Wait..." I asked needing an answer for one of my questions."Ask away." Mom nodded for me to carry on."Do I not have a brother?" I asked running my hand over Asher's. It felt so good to be in his arms like a couple. "Umm... Isaac is your brother." mom sighed, answering my question. anymore surprises?"Yes, and he knew that he wasn't our real son." Macon snapped glaring at mom."Start from the beginning." Asher growled at the alpha.

He shook his head, “Kizzy—” She placed her fingers on his lips, cutting his denial off. “You have a brother. In fact, he’s your only brother. Your only sibling too. You then have to decide to…” Her voice fell away. He swiped the tears from her face. “I won’t be deciding that. I can’t. My MC brothers will do his tribunal.” “But still. He saved your life today.” Shrugging, Breed didn’t like this subject, so he stepped away, bent down to the bars, and took the item he’d spotted from Brian’s hand. He raised up a small piece of paper.

“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.”

Good. Because if I was back, then things were about to change. The meeting was scheduled for the next evening. Twenty-four hours was enough time for every major member of the Brotherhood to arrive. More than enough. The Brotherhood wasn’t a government. It wasn’t a corporation. It wasn’t even officially real. It was an alliance of powerful families from all around the country. Old money dangerous men. The kind who controlled entire industries from the shadows. And unfortunately, I was one of them. The next night I entered the meeting hall alone.

And beneath it all, beneath the shame and the anger and the confusion, was the one thing I'd been trying desperately to deny since that night at the initiation. The mate bond. "No," I gasped, my whole body going rigid in his lap. "No, no, no..." It couldn't be. It wasn't possible. We were siblings. Step-siblings, yes, but still. We'd grown up in the same house. This was wrong on so many levels I couldn't even count them all. But the bond didn't care about morality. Didn't care about what was right or wrong. It just was. And Rowan knew.

“We? I wonder how many of you take part in this fucked-up gang.” “Plenty.” Her eyes gleam with amusement. “All of us you all bullied in school.” Mira and Jason’s gazes widen. Sandra doesn’t flinch. I lean back in my seat, a grin tugging at my lips. “Seems like the Sisterhood’s bond is strong because of a common enemy.” “It—” Isabelle starts. Benita raises a hand. “Enough!” Isabelle’s lips slam shut. I smirk. “Finally, Madam speaks.”