Ten Brother Novels & Stories

Ha-Min was the only son of the family so, he supported both of his sister's husbands as well. "Big Brother, I am sorry. I am really sorry, please forgive them. They are children, they will not do this again." one of his sisters came forward and tried to touch his hand but he jerked back his hand even before she could touch it. "Yes, brother. I know we have failed you but I promise you that anything like this will never happen again." his other sister came forward as well while their husbands were being cowards in front of Oh Ha-Min. Just his one gesture and their career would fly away like they did not even exist.

The Beckham brothers were a force to be reckoned with, a formidable clan of seven siblings who ruled over the criminal underworld with an iron fist. Each one possessed their own unique strengths and talents, yet together, they formed an unstoppable force that struck fear into the hearts of all who dared to cross them.

He couldn't help but recall the thrilling battle from ten years ago! Ten years ago, the Handerson family encountered an unprecedented financial crisis amongst their businesses in Canada. Callan's eldest brother, Alistair Handerson, brought him to Texas to sell off their oder businesses , but he didn't expect to be chased by his enemies all the way. There were assassins sent to eliminate them ruthlessly!

“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.

she said, casting a look at her brother, who squinted his eyes. “I'm always cool,” Vincent defended. “You look beautiful too, Morty. I've missed you,” Nica said. Morticia careful carried Bran, Vincent’s youngest son, and greeted little Evan, holding and taking them in further. “So you did it, huh?” Vincent sighed as he approached Klaus, who was chatting with Ava. “This is weird, but congratulations,” he grinned and hugged his best friend. “I missed you, brother,” Klaus said. Vincent lowered his voice. “And yet you didn't invite me for the fight you had not too long ago.”

Both men possessed sharp, distinctive features, and it was evident that they shared a resemblance, hinting that they were somewhat related. "Long time no see, brother," the man on the right spoke. My breath caught in my throat, struggling to stifle the gasp that threatened to escape. Brother? These two were my father's brothers?! What the fuck?! They bore no resemblance to my father, neither in their features nor in their apparent age. "Dante," The name fell off of my dad's lips, his wide eyes betraying a deep recognition that spanned years. "Ah, so you do recognize us," Matteo, the man on the left, chimed in, a note of amusement lacing his words. "Impressive."

Leo is not a push over. "No"

I snapped, losing my patience with his almost intentional misunderstanding. "Watch it." His low voice warned as his eyebrow lifted at me in amusement. "The difference is that you're going around telling people we were step-siblings before this. That's not something to tell people Jack. I don't want people knowing that." I pushed as I stared up at him. His eyes narrowed at me as he lifted his lips into a slight smirk before speaking. "Why'd you fuck your stepbrother then?" He questioned as his eyebrows furrowed together. I stayed silent not really knowing what to say to that.

“ I am not the bad brother here Nate , I am not the one person who couldn’t stand his own brothers knowing that it was the only thing he had left . Before we could build this whole pack , we were the only survivors of this war and I thought that you were going to treat me with some kind of dignity and respect. I am so wrong I blame myself everyday . I blame myself for loving you more than you do . You are the wordt brother , you are the one who needs redemption , you are the one who is supposed to be trained here but no I am the one who is being held here . Stephan , Don’t fucking call me , you have no right to do that . Stephan , you are my baby brother and I understand that what happened t

Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what. Rule number ten: Best friends must fix fights before the day ends. Rule number eleven: Best friends never let anyone come between them. And rule number twelve: Best friends forever — no matter what happens. In a few hours, I’ll officially become a tenth-grade student. But before that, there are a few things you should know about me. Sixteen years ago, I was born into a small but beautiful family. There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive.