Superman's Brother Novels & Stories

I grin at him, and he purses his lips into a smirk, not talking back. “Mr. Scott,” James Deep makes way and Oliver Scott follows us out, and so does Damian Vanderbilt. I follow them, and can’t help but throw peeks at him from the side. This man is my brother? Biological one? Like Gabriel to Ava? He is taller than Gabriel, but not as bulky. He wears thin glasses, but somehow I just feel like he is not any less a fighter than Gabriel. What would it be like if he was as protective of his sister as Gabriel of Ava?

Eighteen years ago….. Kaleb Luthor hurried on. He was on an errand for his father, walking down the gravel path that cut from his house when his eyes caught something. He stopped and stared for a moment. It was his sister's friend, Sasha. Sasha Sullivan. She was hanging upside down from an old tree, her skinned knees hooked over a low thick branch. She was swinging back and forth, so her long braids dangled like ropes. The whole time she hummed while she blew the biggest pink bubble he had ever seen. He didn't know you could hum and blow bubble gum at the same time. As he walked past her, there was a loud pop.

Why won’t I be able to date him. That was what I thought until he left again, it was like I had to go through the pain all over again and it scared me a lot but snapped me back to reality. With Charles I can dream of perfection and maybe I could even have it but how would I bare it if things don’t work out. How would I cope if he disappeared again. What would I do if my brother becomes my Ex. How would I act when he brings home the girl he finally found forever with. How would I survive if I run out of love for him at all areas, even as a brother.

She told me " What? Are you sure mom?" " Yes, I am. Be quick please." " Yeah, I'll call him." I called my brother but he didn't answer me like always. I took my keys, ran to my car, and raced to his warehouse. I prefer to get killed by my brother than letting my brother get killed I walked into the warehouse, I met Dexter " Peter, your brother is not here, he left an hour ago." He said " What?" I freaked out

I scooted closer to him, eager to know everything about the past millennia. "I wasn't the first one to be here, it was my brother." His eyes were serious and I can't even say anything, what? He has a brother? That can also mean, that there may be more of his kind who followed, right? I imagine what his brother is like and more questions began dropping on my head, Adam's eyes struck me amused, he probably noticed how intrigued I was. "My brother and I are the sons of the King in our world. But my brother doesn't want to carry the responsibility of the throne, that's why he left and never showed his face again to our Father."

Now I'm standing here like an idiot, waiting for Marcus to show up, because apparently I'm incapable of planning ahead. Why didn't I just drive myself? Right. Because Nina said she'd buy me coffee if I rode with her. And I am weak for free caffeine. So here I am. Waiting. And Marcus is probably balls deep in some blonde right now. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean it as a fact. My brother is a man whore. Always has been. Always will be. He dates women the way other people change socks, frequently and without much thought. Another reason Nina can't stand him. She calls him "emotionally constipated." I call him predictable.

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

Zeath drawls, “it’s my brother.” I pause the game to look at him. “Sorry to ask, but you have another brother?” “Yes. His name was Zachili. He was younger than me.” “Wow. I never even thought you could have a younger one. I thought it was just you and East.” “People think the same too. The boy died at a young age. We never talked about him. Maybe we never thought about him too. He was just forgotten. All too soon.” “You share the same mum?”

I queried as I looked at him. "You know!!" Clark said with a broad smile. "He is part of the moon brotherhood." He snapped as he looked at me. He smirked as he saw my reaction of my jaw dropping immediately. "What do you mean by he is part of the moon brother?" I gasped. My eyes glistened. "The moon brotherhood consists of five different bloodlines, remember?" Clark shrugged as he looked at me. "And?" "Jayson Holmes." He responded briefly. I couldn't help but remain completely shocked.

Or stupid. “You really thought that bringing back a so-called brother I have never even seen would help my situation?” I cried out, unable to even believe the point of that. “You seriously thought that was going to help me?” “I…wanted to help…” she whispered. “If I needed help, I had Caelian and Domani to help me,” I snapped. “I have Leonardo and Xavier. You think a brother I have never met can help me with my problems? That when he appears years later, we will hug and then go about killing bad people? It’s that simple, is it?”