Sovereign Brotherhood Mc Novels & Stories

" He got up and walked past me. "Is this how you choose to behave after fucking ignoring me for eight years? You never called me or asked how I was doing,' I yelled with tears spilling down my cheeks, my heart was aching. "You…you pushed me out of the way without any remorse. You and Carmine blocked me out of your lives because I caught you jerking off. You both didn't act like you were my brothers anymore. Do you know how that felt? Do you know how hurtful it is to me for all these years struggling and everything to keep up with the rules of the realms because I am an Alpha. You have no clue how that made me feel. You don't know what I have been through. Now, you came back out of nowhere, t

"What is this place? I was with the guys. They pulled me back. Now I'm here talking to a ghost? Tell me I'm not dead." Her laugh rang clear and warm, cutting through the mist. "Not dead. Just deep under, where truths hide. Listen close, Avery. The continent's fate rests on your choices right now. You carry the Silver Fenrir blood. But to unlock the ultimate shield, the one that can push back the Council's full darkness, you must accept all three brothers as your true Kings. Damien, Jax, and Ezra. Bond with them completely. No holding back."

I answered. He rubbed the bridge of his nose as his eyes cast down at the girl. The wheels in his head were continuously turning. “Fine, but I’m only doing this for our family.” “As do I, brother…as do I.” Just as my younger brother opened his mouth to speak, a soft knock sounded on the door. Alex sighed before getting up from his seat and storming out of the room like a child. I sent a small smile to Valerio, who stood outside of my doorframe, witnessing Alex’s child-like behavior. He was a man I trusted dearly with my club. The girls loved him and trusted him, which was essential for my business to run properly. I needed their trust.

And that day my brother was turning eighteen, I was so filled with joy. The pack men took my brother outside to wait for the time to strike midnight. The women and the Alpha all waited in the living room. I could see the anxiety on my mother's face. Everybody patiently waited for my brother to get his wolf. My parents were the Beta male and female of our pack. So it is expected that my brother will take over from them one day. My best friend, Lucia, and I silently sneaked from the crowd of women. We sneaked upstairs to the guestroom to catch a glimpse of what was happening outside.

My voice was a growl all venom-filled and fire rolled into one. “I will always be your brother. And that’s the curse, Jaxon. You can’t erase me, no matter how much you want to. You can hate me, you can bleed me, but you can’t undo blood.” His nails raked against my arm, his legs kicking out, but I held him down, the fight now boiling into something darker, brothers, yes, but enemies from the same scar. "My Mom murdered someone?" A soft voice broke out and we turned our heads at the same time to the direction only to see her

Jennings made his choice. Sean and I weren't biological brothers—for some reason, the orphanage director had just given us similar-sounding names. We grew up together, and I had once genuinely considered him a brother, thinking it was a bond of mutual dependence. However, he had pushed me off the rooftop out of jealousy. "Mr. Jennings, I will obey your every word!" After Sean said this, Mr. Jennings's eyes did indeed light up. I knew he was interested. He desperately wanted an obedient puppet, something I hadn't been in my past life.

It doesn’t take long before someone says what I already know is coming. “It’s a bad fucking idea,” Growl mutters from the far end of the table. He’s one of the older patched members, the kind who’s been through enough wars to know when a new one’s about to start. “You can’t be both. You can’t ride for this club and sign your name on a list like that. You do that, you’re not a brother. You’re a fucking mercenary.” The word hits hard, but I don’t flinch. I expected it. Hell, I probably deserve it.

Vince swallows hard, a bead of sweat rolling down his face. “Right. Your father is fifty years old. His name is Damon Montague. Your brother is thirty... Steven. They’re both in an MC called the Highway Demons. Your brother is currently the president. Your father was president before him and the original founder of the club. All the information I found is in this file.” He pushes the envelope toward me and waits for a reaction. I stare out the window, taking in the quiet street and drawing a deep breath. Of course my family isn’t normal. A fucking biker club? Seriously?

Anna asked Brian and he nodded “Thanks!” Damian nodded “Don’t mention it!” Brian replied shortly “So, you don’t want to move back here?” I brought the topic again “I had discussed it with Sandra a couple times, but with Sonia, they don’t want to be apart and their job there and many other things….” Damian tried to explain “Ahhh come on!!! You have Fai, me, and I have a bunch of friends here, job is easy one. Right, Fai?” Brian replied Damian “Yeah! Damian, we’re brothers, say what you want, I’ll help!” I told him

I was his hand then, but that fucking didn’t stop us from being close friends who shared women and men, depending on the occasion, until he fell for an American lady, Linda, who blew his mind away. Dimitri was more than my pakhan; he was my brother. I took bullets for him like he did for me on several occasions. Unfortunately, I wasn’t there when he was ambushed in Croatia during one of his family vacations with his little girl and queen. The Brotherhood ensured Croatia was a safe place for them to embark on that vacation, yet somehow the Blue Sons managed to find out about their location and fucking killed my brother. It fucking didn't matter to them that both rival clans had signed a fucki