Sovereign Brotherhood Mc Novels & Stories

' Every Brother sat up as my father explained the deceit and betrayal Pavel Khushanov was about to stoop to, and when he had finished, he said. 'Now then, my Brothers, sure and won't we take a vote on this? Raise your hand if you are against the joining of the Khushanov Bratva with the Oasis Blues MC President and thereby putting a stop to the man once and for all.' Not one hand was raised; even the Doc understood why this marriage had to take place, and the motion was carried unanimously. When the men had all filed out to return to their work, I was left with my father, who patted me on the back and smiled up at me.

One of my men from my side used our speaker to reply, sneering at them in anger, " Do you guys think that our don has fucking enough time to play around? It was your boss who came up with the attacking plan. Go the fuck away before our bullets ran through your heads." Sancia began to speak from the top of her lungs, her deadly commanding tone putting her people in control, " LEO!! GO AWAY!! I would prefer to die rather than watch you guys begging him!" Tsk.. fierce little girl. The man named Leo jumped out of the helicopter and landed straight on our massive rooftop. I recognized him in a single glance. He was my brother's childhood friend. They built the group together with hands in hand. I

Jake laughed behind me, shrugging his shoulders. “You should see the yacht my brother has – that is huge!” He stated. “I was thinking that we could travel out to one of the nearby coves. It has some good spots to anchor. We can swim if you want, eat, or whatever else you want to do.” He moved closer to me as he spoke, wrapping his arms around my waist. I had my back to him when he spoke, looking out at the ocean, so his hands were on my stomach. He moved his hands slowly down my stomach, stopping right before they reached my bikini bottoms through my dress. I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath in anticipation until he stopped.

I had given my life to a man who only wanted my money and my land. "You’re going to get sick out here." A voice came from the shadows. it was deep and rough. It sounded like thunder. I spun around. My eyes turned bright yellow because I was scared and angry. A man was leaning against the wall. He was huge. He had broad shoulders and messy black hair. He wore a heavy leather jacket with a wolf skull on the back. He had a scar on his face, and his eyes were dark grey. I knew him. He was Lucian Vailant. He was Julian’s older brother. He was the man who was supposed to be the leader, but he was sent away years ago. People said he was dangerous.

She read, barely audible to even herself. “That’s who I work for.” He said, “I belong to the blood moon pack, Emma. And Tom belongs to the darkstar pack. Our packs have been in alliance for the longest time, and have formed the pillars of the brotherhood that I work for.” “What is this brotherhood?” She asked, quizzically. “It was established many years ago by the werewolves in order to safeguard their relationship with other species living with us. Mainly the humans.” He said, “Anytime there is a threat to that harmony, the brotherhood intervenes and removes the risk of causing any disruption.”

But to my surprise, my little firecracker didn’t even blink when she confessed. “Yep,” she confessed without any hesitation, just glancing at the papers in front of me. She pulled two beers out of the fridge and handed me one. Confused, I took it, glancing between her newly showered, half-dressed body and the papers on the table. “Why?” I asked, frowning, but accepted the beer. She nodded over to the sofa, and wordlessly, I followed her lead. “My brother is a MC,” she explained, sitting down and facing me. “Got involved with some illegal shit and I’m trying to see if I can get him out in one piece.”

Usually if anyone is a threat to our position, a human would eliminate the other, but here neither King nor Dark Lord are interested in fighting, no friendship, nor enemies. The mysterious first brother always wears a black hoodie with 'D' at the back. All the gang members have 'D' printed in silver, whereas second brother has it in purple and first brother in golden. They have only one rule 'no harm to innocent' or else face them. Mind games, both the brothers were excellent in playing with mind. Simple torture of them starts from one's mental breakdown. Direct death was something they don't know, slow painful deaths is their specialty.

“The Fearsome Foursome they were called. Back in the day they were thick as thieves.” My eyebrows climb. I catch Luca’s look…he is just as thrown. Hammer is still talking though. “Brotherhood rules meant something back then. He made a move against your fathers, an assassination attempt in his territory — broke code. Patch got revoked. Seamus never forgave it, swore innocence, says the MC took sides.” Silence filled the office. That… was new information. “And Liam?” Luca pressed. “Blood runs true,” Hammer replied. “Same ambition. Same betrayal streak. Watch that one.”

Alpha Tim asked, pulling me away from my phone. “Yes. I had someone I thought might help.” My words were distracted. “But he wanted to wait for his true mate and he didn’t want me to resent him later.” The alphas all nodded their heads. I slid my phone back into my pocket and tucked that information away. I told them about Nina and Nadine. About Vince. Brandon. And finally, I got to the end. “They call themselves the Brotherhood of Blood.” Thoth stiffened beside me. But my dad furrowed his brow. “Who does?”