Sovereign Brotherhood Mc Novels & Stories

“But there’s an update on your brother’s death.” The word brother hit harder than it should have. My jaw tightened. I dragged in smoke, slow and controlled. “What update?” I asked flatly. “I thought you idiots cleared his death of any scheme. You told me it was clean. Drunk driver. No connections.” I had earlier suspected the Hunters Brotherhood. Our rivals. Manhattan’s other apex predators. They were always pushing at our borders, always testing our patience, but we had a treaty. No touching a finger on family or lovers or children.

crazy shit these kingpins do. He doesn't know what I learned about Smoke. He doesn't know that he isn't a normal kingpin. He is different. He doesn't like certain drugs being dealt in his territory. He brings in strays off the streets, cleans them up, and gives them a job. He does charity work and signs it under random names, but the money comes from the brotherhood, He sells guns in the territories but mostly for protection from other gangs. He does embezzle money, and he has a shit ton of money in multiple banks. I researched so much about the brotherhood, but I could never figure out who that fucker was. I don't know who any of his close confidants are either. His inner circle is kept se

“When the moon is void and the waters bleed, we strike.” Her high priestess approached, whispering: “And the boy?” Valeria’s teeth bared. “I won’t kill him.” A pause. “I’ll hollow him.” III. The Brotherhood’s Pact That night, the four brothers stood outside under the moon, watching the stars shift. “We started as mafia kings,” Petrov said, sipping vodka. “Now we chant spells and shield babies.” Sokolov laughed bitterly. “I had no idea things like this existed. I used to shoot first, ask later.”

Damien called out to the rest of the hunters and trackers. They'd touched down on a private airbase run by the Russian military. After the end of the Cold War, the Brotherhood had created secret agreements with local military bases in every major country to have safe passage in and out of any region. The local military assumed that they were some kind of special forces, though the use of an American transport no doubt raised some eyebrows. The Brotherhood's true identity was only shared with top government officials, and sometimes not even then, depending on the country's stability. The last thing anyone wanted was for word of the supernatural to reach the general population.

“What is this?” Before I could answer, Olivia continued, “Later today, my brother, Chris, who left us ten years ago to find his life in the Human World, will return to transfer ownership of the Moonstone to my husband, Ethan. With that, my husband and I will take our rightful places as Pack Alpha and Luna.” “What’s going on here?” Beatrice demanded, her hand still cupping my elbow and her bright red hair helping others locate the source of her voice. “You can’t just decide you’re going to lead this pack!” rang out the voice of a man I didn’t recognize.

He chuckled. "No, The Blue Moon is going to be the Blood Moon’s sub pack, led by its own Alpha… Alpha Damon Nicholson, my brother." Liam said quietly, my eyes snapped up to his. His words resonated in my head and I was shocked to see the glitter of emotions in his eyes. My heart raced as I stared at him. There was no guilt in his eyes, simply sadness and sincerity.

But deep down, I really wanted to be involved in the conversation, to share my own opinions too. "So, Aiden, what's the latest with The Brotherhood?" Mike asked, leaning back in his chair with a curious expression. Aiden smirked, his eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. "We've been making moves, that's for sure," he replied confidently. "Expanding our territory, forging alliances, you name it." Jake nodded in agreement, swirling his drink thoughtfully. "It's all about power, man," he chimed in. "The more territory we control, the more respect we command."

“Cutter knows the rules and so do you, Cricket. If Crow finds out about this, he’s gonna fuckin’ lose his mind.” Crow was the president of Hatch’s MC, the Dogs of Fire. My brother’s club treated me like family, and I loved them. The Burning Saints… not so much. There had been a long standing “bitter peace” between the two clubs, and me and Minus’s young romance didn’t help matters at all. Ultimately, it’s why Crow and Cutter made the agreement that club and family members wouldn’t darken each other’s doors. If my brothers or I wanted to see Cutter, we’d meet on neutral ground. Anywhere but either of the club’s compounds. Cutter broke the rules when he summoned me to the Sanctuary, and I’d br

The Beckham Brothers POV Rio entered the dimly lit room, his presence commanding attention as he addressed his six brothers, the notorious Beckham siblings who ruled over the underworld with an iron fist. Nick, Zion, Leo, Theo, Luca, and Dave, each as formidable as the next, turned their attention to Rio as he delivered his news. "I've found the snitch," Rio declared, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. His brothers leaned in closer, anticipation crackling in the air as they awaited his revelation.

“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.”