Spider Man Brothers Novels & Stories

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

"Why me? Why now? And how do you even know this?" Skoll rose slowly, towering but keeping his distance like he knew I might bolt. "Because I lost my own brother to their experiments trying to copy it. They thought they could replicate your blood's power without you. Failed every time. That's why the High Elders and the Obsidian Ring are hunting you like their lives depend on it. They do. Control you, control the Spark. Use it on rivals, keep their own thrones safe. Or worse, sell it to the highest bidder."

Flies, crows and vultures feasted on the carcass. "An entire village massacred," Stygian emphasized. "Julian what did you do?" her voice trembled. "The son of Castle, so far, one of the most brutal creature in history. One of his blood moon's display." "My mother and little brother," she sobbed. "None survived," Stygian replied. "The two unequal specie brothers are only but each others keeper. Their mother made sure of that." "Now, let's go child," Stygian turned her back. "I have plans for you."

Listening to the story while imagining what's going on that day in her mind. "Victor reassured his little brother that he shouldn't care what comes out of the mouth of a lowly Rogue. But Xander was already too angry. He was the brother who always became explosive" "Victor said that to Xander?" Violet was a little disbelieving. She knew that they were brothers, but still. Imagining that they were once together as normal siblings were hard. "Victor is a more calm and controlled brother. But that doesn't mean he never gets angry. No one knows when Victor will get angry, he never tells what he feels to anyone even his family"

The torture has become a part of my daily routine in the last ten years, but I'd been stupid to think it will be better in Silver Moon than it was at Silent Moon pack. Silver Moon and Silent Moon packs are sister packs. The alpha's of both packs, Alpha Thane and Alpha Ronan are brothers, and my father had been the stupid beta of Alpha Ronan that thought he deserved the alpha's seat, and he'd almost dethroned the alpha. I was only eight years old then.

“Give the girl some space.” The male holding Cataleia stared at her right in the eyes before loosening his grip on her waist and wrist. He coyly retreated back, then smirked mercilessly before looking at his brothers. His younger siblings immediately steps back with him, like an alpha telling his betas to back off. They lined up behind the so-called Ajax, who appeared to be the eldest of the siblings. With this information alone, Cataleia could tell that this man was going to be a pain in the arse. Him being the eldest, already meant one thing.

CHAPTER FIVE Shielding her eyes from the glaring streetlights, The Albino twin brothers approached from across the street. Coco knew she stood more in the shadows than the lights. Razor, her new right hand man on the island turned back to her. "Now who could this be?" The Albino twin brothers; Black Albino and Thee Albino were the highest spies in Dirty South. Razor asked too quickly, showing his urgency, and Coco gave him a speculative stare. Trying to offset his reaction, he looked away, hoping to look nonchalant.

Next to him is a lean, handsome blond man with a slender grin pressed into his lips. F*ck. It's them. "The Golden brothers," Asher grumbles. He looks at them like they are gum on the sidewalk. I try to get out of their way, the Donahue son reaching for me. I flinch, yanking free of his hold the second he touches me. "You should consider coming back upstairs with me, Eden. Now." I swap a look between the brothers and Asher, aware that I have to keep their cover hidden now, more than ever before. There's obviously bad-blood between them.

“I can feel your uneasiness, baby. And I felt like you left some details from the guys.” “Your father has webbed-toes, but he’s not a black werewolf. And webbed-toes or Syndactyly is hereditary.” “What are you saying, Shadow?” His eyes burned with intensity, his voice hard. “You have a brother who’s a werewolf and doesn’t belong to any pack.” “You’re kidding, right?” He was already on his feet, palms pressed against his desk as his patience wore this. “Are you accusing my brother of a double murder?”

Mary was convinced that there was more to these "brothers' than met the eye. Timothy squinted, recalling the man who picked Mia up in his helicopter, and the mysterious man who paid the hospital ten years' worth of hospital bills. Timothy still couldn't identify those men until now. Could they be Mia's "brothers"? Not one to let Mary insult her brothers, Mia barked, "Holly, take them away. If they make a scene, ask the security to call the police. Mary scowled, "Mia, you're an ungrateful daughter. You ought to be slapped!"