The 6 Ultra Brothers Novels & Stories

Inside, the conversation was lively. The one talking the most? None other than his sixth brother. Cromwell the star: Hey, brothers! Stop playing dead! Look at how our rivals are slandering me—do you guys have no shame?!

Their faces were almost identical: sharp jaw, narrow-edged dilated pupils, long black beard and shaggy hair tied in different styles. "Hehehe... brother, look. Three beauties stumbling upon our territory," the one holding the flute giddily stated. Zillah narrowed her eyes. She only read about them in the books of traitors at the Krystalline Academy. "The Lou Brothers of the Olaire Tribe," she spouted with disgust. She knew that the Olaire Tribe seemed clean on their record with only these three brothers branded as traitors. But she was not sure herself. She had no proofs but...

THE COLLIN BROTHERS; Two most prominent business entrepreneurs in the entirety of Chicago. Xavier Collin and Hardy Collin; twins, but not identical. Xavier Collin, a brunette-haired man, endowed with the rarest fierce eyes, tall with a very antagonistic character. Also the owner of Fredo's inc. A fashion company. Hardy Collin on the other hand was way distinct from Xavier. With the way they acted publicly, it was easy to pinpoint that Hardy was the cheerful one, also more indulgent to work with. He owned an automobile company; RNV.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

I could see the striking resemblance between them now as they walked side by side. Mateo was an exact carbon copy of his father, he was just five inches taller, he was taller than everyone. After a few minutes. “Brielle, I need to talk to you, privately” Something was not right.

"What did you just say?" "You heard me," Cora said. She was too angry to stop now. Too hurt to care about the damage she was causing. "You. Ryan. Caleb. You are not my real brothers. You are men I met a few months ago who happen to share my father. That is all." "Cora—"

Angela retorted, though a smile tugged at her lips. I was speechless for a moment, trying to process the number. “Six brothers?” I finally asked. Musa nodded again, a proud grin spreading across his face. “Are you counted among the six?” “No, I’m the middle child—the fourth son. So that makes seven of us in total.” “That’s… scary,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper. Musa laughed out loud. “You have nothing to worry about. We can be intimidating, but only when it comes to protecting our little sister.”

“No, I won't do such creepy shit— I just know things.” “Anyways— I would call you the crazy one here,” he added, “For leaving your father's company in the hands of a man like Ezra while you stay home playing little house wives.” I took in a deep breath trying to digest what he had just said before blurting out my own opinion. “Ezra is–” “A liar,” he said, immediately cutting me off. “And a cheater, and you know it.” My jaw tightened as I stared back at him. “How dare you say such things about your own brother–And how would you know anything about my marriage?”

Uncle Noam is the youngest of my father's brothers. There are seven of them; seven Aglauros brothers that are now in charge of passing the generational wealth of their parents. Namely: Nicodemus Aglauros, Nehemiah Aglauros, Nicander Aglauros, Neptune Aglauros, Nanzio Aglauros, Naveen Aglauros, and Noam Aglauros.

“Made by you. Tonight.” Elara laughed, relief spilling out of her. “Deal.” “Okay,” Nyra said slowly. “Hear me out. What if he’s your long-lost brother or something?” Elara blinked. “What?” Nyra shrugged. “I’m just saying. Stranger things have happened.” Elara shook her head, stunned but considering it. “I’ve thought about that,” she admitted. “But it doesn’t make sense. He wasn’t born here. And my parents aren't one the type to hide a lost son, I'd have heard about it”.