The Clark Brothers Novels & Stories

Clark added showing out his tongue and wiggling it annoyingly to everyone. Ivan stood up too and clenched his fists. “Ivan,” Adam called out. He quickly stood up and calm Ivan. For Adam, it was his fight and he didn’t want Ivan or any of his classmates would get involved with it. “Oh! Woah! Woah!” Clark was satisfied with his excitement seeing his provocation was effective. “What now, new star?” Clark added boastfully as he spread his arms to give Adam access confidently. Clark was taller and older than him so he was confident that Adam could not hurt him.

What else could she do? The three brothers did not even listen to Hunter’s words. Caroline truly thought they would have heeded her words and left Jensburg before last year ended. On New Year’s Day, she did not see Hunter and his sons. Darren said they had gone back to the Clark family’s hometown. However, upon seeing her three brothers reporting to work as usual in the new year, Caroline realized what she wanted could never happen. The Clark brothers had always wanted to gain power, even when their mother was still alive. However, they simply did not have the capability to do so.

"But we can only find out once I answer whoever that is on the other end of the line." "I am completely waiting," Savannah said. Clark exhaled as he reached out for his phone and pressed the answer button. "How can I help you?" The person on the other end of line had a thin Mexican accent that Clark had not heard anywhere. "Pay attention, Mr. Clark,” he said. "My name is Carlos and I am a member of the brotherhood who wants to see you dead. It is you that needs help not me."

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.

As he opens the door slowly, I can see I wasn’t wrong about who I heard on the other side. Clark is wearing a suit jacket and a sci-fi t-shirt tucked into crisp blue jeans. As soon as he sees me, his professional demeanor falls away as he sweeps me up into a big hug. “Thank goodness! I was so worried about you when they took you away, Cordy!” Tilly’s stunned and confused face turns towards the two of us holding on to one another as I prattle on about Atlas’ jailhouse rescue. To ease her shock, I explain that Clark is Atlas’ younger brother. “ We’ve been friends for 5 years now.”

“We just do not want you to get hurt, Clara.” Her voice softened when she replied, “I know.” “Well, I will let you be but in the future you need me to play the older brother and beat up the guy, just let me know.” Clarabelle laughed. “I will, Brother. Oh, I will. Although I think all of my crush or boyfriends are all scared once they knew that I have eight brothers.” * * *

Jillian tried to be invisible the rest of the day. She kept her head down, and kept her hands busy with paperwork, her ears open to the clacking of keyboards and the hum of voices around her. But in her mind, she was falling apart. Dominic Pierre. She couldn't stop muttering his name to herself, over and over in her head. He was Gerald's brother. Gerald, the very same man who had apparently used her, threatened her, and now loomed over her like an armed gun. And Dominic, the man was intense and she was beginning to feel something for him.

Even his complexion looked healthier. He stopped in front of Hayley, eyes roaming over her in a way that felt a little too eager. He stuck out his hand, all showy confidence. "That's my brother-in-law, Ben," Clark said. Hayley glanced at Ben Larson, ignored the outstretched hand, and said, "Alright. Let's head inside."

' Patrick started to think now who's this guy so he asked, 'sir, if you don't mind can you tell me something about the guy you wanna meet again. Clark stared at him and laughed, 'so you can't even sit silent? Okay, in our (Clark and Deck) young days we met an idiot, an astrologer, a beggar, and yeah... he was homeless. The one who always wanted to be an investigator like us but he was not qualified enough for this, we knew he is best with his abilities so we thought that he can be our secret agent who can predict the possibility of any case with his abilities. We are similar to each other, we have the only ability and its destruction. We are trained as warriors but he was not... he was fit f

He didn’t want to do any more bad with his life, and that was one of the reasons the Walters family was not really a popular name. Even though they were wealthy to some extent, they wouldn’t come out and use their name to brag. This story Clark was telling was the reason he never saw himself as someone who deserved to live anymore. He was only still here because, if he left too early, he would disappoint his wife—who trusted him to take care of their son while she was sick and on her hospital bed. ⸻