The Fallen Brother Is Actually The Strongest Novels & Stories

I’d been sixteen, frozen, the runt of the litter, watching my brother, my hero end it all. He’d spared me, his hand dripping red, his voice flat. “Run, Alaric, go.” I’d bolted, the blood he shed roaring behind me, the Fallenstar name dying in the pool of blood. Everyone thought I’d died that night too, no one knew I’d lived, festering, hating him deeper every day. He’d always been the special one, our father’s pride, our mother’s joy, the golden son with powers that outshone us all. His wolf, massive, silver-black, rippled with strength no one could match, his senses sharp, his will iron.

“You want to know why I took him? … Because I could sense that he was special. I could feel it from the moment I stepped near his pack, when his mother cradled him… There was no way I could have left him there. I knew he would be of benefit to me. His aura was strong but never as strong as yours. The moment I seen you… I knew you was trouble and the only way to use your strength for myself was through Jackson. From there he was merely a puppet to get you under my control, breaking you wasn’t as easy as I thought and you fought it without knowing you did. Even now your Aura has grown even more, it almost hurts looking at the glow around you. Your Brother is strong but nothing against you eith

His eyes seemed to darken at the change in topic. “My family isn’t important. My brothers all do their own thing, the only one I ever see is Levi and occasionally Belphegor, he’s the prince of sloth, but he stays in Florida, living like a retired senior. The worst of my brothers by far though is Lucifer. He thinks he’s king of everything because he was the first one of us to be born and to fall from grace. I hope you never have to meet him.”

“Is that how weak you have become? The Isabella I knew then was full of strength.” Crystal is just one person that Isa trusted. She felt safe when they are together. But not anymore! Isa believes that the devil can manipulate the people around him to be like him. Maybe, she should keep an eye on her. Perhaps, she could also use this opportunity to figure out Douglas's plans. “Was I really full of strength?” “Yes. you were just an exceptional woman. That's why we want you back in the company.” “Exceptional? What do you mean?” Isa asked, paying rapt attention to Crystal.

John, the eldest son, craved power and control, while his siblings, Sarah and Michael, resented his domineering nature. As Robert's condition worsened, John saw an opportunity to seize control of the family business. Manipulating his father's failing memory and exploiting his siblings' insecurities, he maneuvered his way into a position of authority, consolidating his grip on the company with ruthless efficiency.But power comes at a price, and John's ascent to the top left a trail of resentment and betrayal in its wake. Sarah and Michael, once his allies, now viewed him with suspicion and distrust, their once-close family bonds shattered by greed and ambition.

Kyson asked and I was sure he was mocking Colton for his loss when fighting against me yesterday. Colton rolled his eyes. “Those wounds were nothing.” “Nothing? They were so nothing that you needed two persons to help you stand straight,” Kyson mocked Colton again. “Sister, look at your mate. He doesn't respect his brother-in-law!” Colton complained. I laughed, “But what Kyson said was true. You couldn't stand up by yourself yesterday.” “You are right. My sister is the strongest. I lost to you,” Colton said proudly and my jaw nearly dropped.

But before it could fall… A hand caught my wrist midair. Kristoff. He stood between us now, his grip firm, his expression calm in that infuriating way he always managed. His tone was soft, mocking. “Go on,” he murmured. “Lay a hand on her. I dare you.” I stared at him, my pulse thundering in my ears. “Let me go, you bastard… this is betweny me and my Sister” I said through clenched teeth. He tilted his head, smirk curling faintly at his mouth. “News flash.. she's my woman.. you may be her brother but I’ll never stand by and watch you disrespect my woman...”

“I hope you realize that my father likely has another mistress. And she probably doesn’t come with the added baggage of a child he didn’t give her. I kind of wonder, has he decided Lucian will succeed him? Everyone says it like it’s a done deal but.... is it? I’m sure it’s a coincidence that Lucian is being attacked. On the same year your ex is going to be released, and the same year my father is supposed to announce who he’ll be training to take over from him. Has he said it’s Lucian? Or have you gotten so comfortable you forget that a man who cheats once will do it again?” Her smile dropped, and she snarled at me. Hate swimming through her eyes. “It will be Lucian,” she says with confidenc

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.

"Father…that's not true, I am not. I'm just not as strong as.. Hunter." The Alpha scoffed, "do you know how shameful that is? Or how weak it makes you? Huh, Hawk?" The disdain was evident in his voice, "your own younger brother is stronger than you, how can you still be the Alpha!" "But the crown—" "You forfeited your claim to the crown when you decided to be a weak shame!" The brimming tears at the end of this lashes, spilt slightly on his cheeks, the pain clawing at his chest. "Are you crying, lad?" The Alpha scoffed, "Another act of weakness"