Novel & Cerita The Fallen Brother Is Actually The Strongest

The metal dents with the impact. Two down. The third one actually has some training—he feints left, then comes in low. I respect that for about half a second before I knee him in the face. He drops like a puppet with cut strings. The fourth one takes one look at his unconscious friends and runs. Smart. I turn to Daniel, who's backed up against the car, eyes wide with fear. Not the look of a predator. Not even close. "Daniel Castellanos," I say, walking toward him slowly. "You and I need to—"

He rested his elbows on his knees and tilted his head like he was studying an injured animal he'd run down in the woods. "Well," Malcolm drawled, "that was intense. Real fuckin' Shakespearean drama right there. Brother turns on brother over some prime pussy. Classic." I didn’t respond. Didn’t have the spit for it. Just lay there staring at the blood-smeared floorboards, trying to focus on anything other than the searing pain lancing my skull or the deeper, gut-wrenching ache in my chest where brotherhood used to live.

If we ended up having to fight our own people, we wanted to be able to defeat them without too much trouble. For every session we did with them, Alek and I had our own private one, where it was just him and me, pitted against one another in a fight that only ended when one of us tapped us out, and it was usually me. I wasn’t ashamed to admit that he had always been the stronger brother. I was proud of the fact that the only one who could defeat me was my brother. It just made us that much stronger.

The Rank 9 King Kong widened its eyes. It had heard of Lucas’ name numerous times throughout the past few days. 'Now, I finally get to meet him in person!' The Rank 9 King Kong was the strongest powerhouse in the Mountain Range of the Fallen Rocks as it was way stronger than the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman and Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race. Throughout the past few days, the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman and the Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race had been feeding it with lines about how overwhelming Lucas was.

I notice how the prince's eyes widen with something similar to panic at Brother's words. I wonder if he's scared of getting beaten? I stare as Cassian grips his shoulder and squeezes firmly at it with a smug smirk, drawing a groan from Lucious. I think my brother has a death wish, or he heard a motivational speech that filled him with this bravery. It's true, Brother so far is the strongest among werewolves, and there is the fact that he has a physique similar to lycans; he's even a bit larger than Lucious, which I think contributes to his misconception.

Hunter raised his brow but followed me regardless. “Your brother needs you right now,” I said. He chuckled. “My half-brother sent me to kill you, knowing it would give him the upper hand over Ezra. Ezra’s so strong it’s unreal, and then he has a strong mate which only fuels his strength. How lucky could he get?” “He’s strong, but he can’t fight forever. What if the tables turn, Hunter?” He paused and knitted his brows together. “What?”

I said. "I don't really care if you fuck him. I just want answers" he replied, shrugging his shoulders. He walks towards the kitchen. Austin is my elder brother, he's in the same class with Lorenzo. He's gay of course and has a big crush with Felix but Felix went on a trip with his mom. My big bro has been really quiet lately. I hope Felix comes back to school on Monday. BIANCA THE NEXT DAY

My chest felt heavy, like every heartbeat was dragging me closer to a choice I didn’t want to make. Then Knox stepped forward. “We can’t wait. They’re laughing at us and we won't have that.” His gaze slid to me. “Unless someone here wants to talk peace.” I met his eyes. “I want to think before I bury another brother.” “Thinking doesn’t stop bullets,” he shot back. “You gonna write them a letter, Ash? Ask them nicely not to kill us?” A few brothers snickered, uneasy laughter mixing with anger. Griff slammed his fist down. “Enough! Ash, you in or out?”

"Yes. They worry I will not be able to see them through trouble. Maybe they think I'm weak." I slap the water off and catch his jaw between my hands, an action I have never before taken. My eyes are fiery with truth. "You're the strongest man I know, Rafael. You would never let anyone hurt your men if you could help it. You would walk through fire for them. Literally. Anyone who doubts you does not deserve you to begin with." His eyes are not convinced. I jerk his head to meet mine when he blinks away. "Tell that to my men."

Brooke got in Portias face and said "What's your problem Portia? Just because Zander doesn't want to go where every man has been before doesn't give you the right to pick on other people!" Portia was humiliated. "Well at least he doesn't have to get me drunk to sleep with me!" She knew Allie and Kat didn't know the punch was spiked. She looked at the brothers and asked "Since when do the two of you have to get girls drunk for sex? Even rejects like them!"