Sturniolo Brothers Novels & Stories

Audio, photos, video recordings, and the like. To his frustration, Gillaume wasn't being specific in her last message, but she did say he should follow his gut if he thought there was something big and fishy going on among Raffaele and his family's business associates. Firstly, the Tomassini brothers: Lorenzio and Leandro Tomassini. As far as he knew, Lorenzio and Raffaele were childhood best friends, and now the two were business partners running a pharmacy chain here in Italy.

Lorenzo My twin brother Leonardo and I are the new Alphas and the soon to be heads of the Romano crime syndicate. We have been preparing to take control of the pack and the family's empire all our lives. And even more intensely these past three months. “Lorenzo, Leonardo you are not little boys anymore”, dad said as he took the last bite of his dinner.

The brothers would never get over such perks it seemed. Mario looked like he was about to cry and when his father got a glimpse of his face, the look he passed at the twins made them shiver and move to do what was expected of them. They quickly apologized and the little boy held on tighter to his daddy who still maintained his unwavering, repulsive glare towards the men. “I’m really sorry about that…and you” Stefano apologized once more and glared his brother’s way, “Never pull such a dangerous stunt like this again”. His voice was weighty with a threat rather than a sleek warning.

Myrridin was their Viking ancestor and one of the twelve founding Knights who formed the Brotherhood. The crest is well known. I've seen the tattoo on the other brothers before, and I've seen it on the company design logo. It's just strange seeing it on Alessio and thinking that he makes it look good. And shit, I'm just staring at him. Gawking at the wrong Scarfoni brother. The man who's not my fiancé, or anything to me but the devil.

Even I—after everything they just argued, every logical reason thrown at him—I’m stunned that he’s still standing by it. A breath slips out of me—shaky, almost relieved— Until it catches. A week? My pulse spikes, slamming hard against my ribs. He’s serious. This is actually happening. “Be smart, Shaun. This isn’t the way,” Nicole insists, her voice tight. “Have you lost your mind?” his brother-in-law snaps. “She’s not worth it,” his sister adds, dismissive. “Shut up.” For the first time, Shaun’s voice isn’t controlled. It isn’t measured. It breaks loose—loud, raw, violent—and the sound of it hits like a shockwave. It’s not just anger.

I suddenly turn around and can't stop smiling. I leap forward and take Matteo, Elio and Santo's third brother, in my arms. The resemblance between the three brothers is undeniable. They are all tall, dark, and typically Mediterranean. The three brothers have inherited eyes of a blue so dark that they seem almost black depending on the light. In addition, they all exude natural charisma on different scales. As the eldest, Elio inspires authority. Santo, the second brother, provokes fear with his mere presence. Finally, Matteo, the last one, is a born seducer.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

I was still in my daze when I felt the effect of his heavy pounch on me, bursting my lips in the process. "You should watch your words! Don't talk to me as if I'm your slave! I'm not! I'm your brother!" With every word coming from him, I couldn't help but laugh even though I felt pain on my bursted lips. "Do you act like one? I've stopped considering yourself as my brother since five years ago! You are nothing but a murderer and a betrayer!" I spat to his face as his attack on me brought the past memories that hit me hard.

“Family stuff is never simple. I've spent years trying to figure things out for myself, about my family. To understand my brothers and I still don't know them.” He was staring at Lucas and I could feel there was something serious going on between the two of them. The intensity with which his eyes were fixated on Lucas’ face made me curious about what he meant. Among all the brothers, Caspian and Lucas were the only ones who didn't interact like the others did, except for Ian, of course. “Everyone thinks they are doing the right thing, but most of us don't even know what is right and what is wrong,” I added, trying to fight the sleep clawing its way up my eyes.

I added, closing the subject then turned back to my tablet, the cool glass smooth under my red nails. "They're the Thorne brothers?" Felix said. His fingers moved fast on his own screen. "Wow!! He has a brother." I smiled softly, intrigued but no warmth touched my face. Just a spark of interest on my next target stirred inside me. "An identical twin brother," he said. He did not smile back, his voice sounding as if it's a problem. I looked at him harder, searching his face. Something in his eyes made my skin prickle. "Damien Thorne and Xander Thorne," he went on. "It says here that they're known for their notorious and ruthless nature. They are very discreet in their business deals and..." H