Tale Of Three Brothers Harry Potter の小説・ストーリー

Just like Uncle said, I must become strong and work hard to become a great woman in the future. The plan was simple: work hard, save enough money, then further my education. That was the plan, but I guess nature has a way of doing things. "What the fuck are thinking about?! Huh!" The annoying voice rang out behind me and I could guess that person instantly. I've been living with two young masters for a while now, and though they look identical, I was able to identify them through their eyes. Uncle always drives Lewie, the Young master with blossoming green eyes, to the office every day, while Leon, the Young Master with blue eyes, stays behind.

But now it seemed like nobody cared. Suddenly, I remembered many years ago, when our parents were kidnapped and then killed. Matthew held me with bloodshot eyes. With the same gentle voice, he trembled as he comforted me: "You still have your big brothers—Matthew, Daniel, and William." "Your brothers are here. Emma will always have a home." Liars. My nose suddenly stung with emotion. I rushed back to school that night and went to the lab, busy wrapping up an experiment. I only had these few days left.

" Dorian asked as the man cold gaze fell on him "I said her dad is my brother but I didn't say Mr Jerald was my brother"he replied making the trio more confused "What do you mean by Mr Jerald was not your brother?you just called her your niece for god damn sake" Damon replied as he freed himself from the hefty men grip "Seems your parents didn't tell you anything huh?" Lord Voldemort asked as he chuckled slightly "Tell us what?" Dorian asked as confusion was written all over his face "Well I guess I have to do the honour, listen very carefully children as I tell you a short story"

"But the truth remains that I have been fated to die." "Who told you fate can't be changed?" I asked, trying to inject a sense of hope into the conversation. "Tell me one reason you think you'll die." Harry's eyes dropped, and he took a deep breath before responding. "Every one of my senior brothers is already dead, all due to cancer." I felt a pang of concern, and my pace slowed as I asked, "And do you have cancer currently?" At this point, I couldn't walk anymore. The weight of Harry's words was crushing, and the eerie atmosphere of the whispering hall was starting to get to me. I stopped walking, my eyes fixed on Harry's, as he delivered the devastating blow.

My life started to play in my mind like a movie as I remembered the beatings I suffered for the trouble Joe caused, and the permanent look of disgust my mother had for me. … I smiled bitterly. I could no longer make another sound. This was probably the last time I would be used as educational material to discipline my brother. Just as I was about to close my eyes, a loud voice pulled me back to consciousness. "What are you doing?! Are you trying to destroy this place?" It was the voice of the escape room owner, who had rushed downstairs to check on the situation. Joe felt a surge of hope as he quickly grabbed onto the man. "Sir, my sister has been locked up inside the coffin. Please save her

{Third person's pov} Three days later... The rain fell steadily over London. Dark clouds covered the sky as Ethan stood near the window of his hospital room, his left arm still secured in a sling. The pain had lessened, the questions hadn't. A knock sounded. "Come in." His head of security, Arthur, stepped inside, followed by two members of Ethan's intelligence team. Their expressions were grim, Ethan immediately noticed. "You found him." Arthur nodded once. "We did."

He was actually from a Beta family that had been framed and exiled, and then ended up here with his parents in the Caelthorn pack. He was twenty-seven, only two years older than me, and was one of the most charming people I had ever met in my life. “But seriously though, having the Beta, Gamma and Delta as your brothers,” he said. “How does it feel?” I wanted to respond with Harry’s enthusiasm but the pair of eyes glaring daggers into my mind was making me extremely uncomfortable. “Harry, why don’t we move to one of those tables to talk?” I asked, pointing to the tables at the far end.

Passing through the back where the crowd wasn't coming through, I left the castle and rushed into the forest, which was the easiest route to lead to our neighboring pack. “Get her!!!!!!!!!!” I heard war cries behind me. But I won't give up, not now that I have something to live for. I galloped as far as my legs could carry me, but not as fast as the wolves behind me. They were closing in fast. The more I ran, the more my mind drifted to the tales my father talked about—what life looks like outside the kingdom. He always talked about four Alphas who committed unspeakable acts against a single woman.

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.”

“Don’t judge me Ezekiel, are you sure Ezra is your brother cause from this I can say you both are worlds apart.” Ezekiel was still smiling, pulled my hands and held it close to his. “We are step brothers—” The moment the words dropped, I paused and stared back at him. “What do you mean, step brothers?” I whispered. Just then, Ezekiel was already ringing up the front door. “I think you should keep your voice down..” “What? I'm not even shouting.” Just then the large door in front of us opened up. First of all, I was attracted to the squeaky clean floors and the large stairs.