Novel & Cerita The Falling Brothers

CALL THE AUTHORITIES. [Wait… isn't that Reine?! Why does he look like that?!] [These are the Cassiel brothers?! What the hell are they doing to those women?!] Thirty seconds later, Wolfpack Network forcibly shut down the stream. But inside the tent, the brothers had no idea I was even there. They were too far gone, their minds eaten away by the drugs—reduced to nothing but base, primal hunger. Swallowing back my revulsion, I raised my phone and started recording.

“Who do you know on the third floor? What is that you kept on the third floor.” I fume as he keeps speaking to my face. “Answer me!!” He growls at that moment something comes over me and sends my hands and legs flying in the air, kicking and pushing over him that he stumbles and falls, crashing to the ground with a loud sound. His brothers want to shift as I roll in the air over them, throwing my remaining punches on them. The rolling sounds of people falling to the ground attracts Austin and Justin who comes running into the living room from the stairway. Their jaws drop and they gap in horror as they see this. Austin takes his hands up, slowly cupping his face as he bends, staring at his b

I’d know it in a blizzard, in a battle, in death. I tried to call out, but only a rasp came. My throat was sandpaper. I forced my eyes to focus, to turn toward the sound. Three figures dropped through the hole in the ceiling, landing in crouches among the rubble. They straightened, and my vision finally cleared enough to make them out. Jace. Caelan. Elias. My brothers. Not by blood, but by bond, by oath, by years of fighting back to back. Alphas of their own territories, but here, now, they were just *

Leo seems like a wonderful man and letting him in meant that I was letting another take his place inside my heart. "Maybe this is what you need to get over your past." She said thoughtfully, "A fresh start." "That sounds very cliche." I commented while giving thought to the point. "Falling for your best friend's brother is cliche." She said. "It's a good thing that you and Damien are not together then." I grinned but she remained silent, not meeting my gaze. "Toki?" I called out, "Are you-" "Yes." She confessed and I noticed the tears that glazed her eyes. Standing up, I rounded the table pulling her into a tight embrace. I sat there confused as my best friend bawled her eyes out at the ment

Enzo exhaled deeply and slowly got up to from his seat, he adjusted his shirt and turned to look at me, “I’ve let my mom control my actions for the longest time, I’m breaking free now, which is why I didn’t agree to take the company and fight with you over it,” “I had a brother but it never really felt like that, I hope that one day, you’d be able to look at me like a brother,” he said, I scoffed tilting my head to the side as I stared at him speak, this same guy told me I took everything that he lived away from him and that he’d never consider me a brother, I slowly turned to look at Janelle where she sat quietly staring at us, this apology is giving trying to impress Janelle.

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.

“Not going to look?” “No.” After a while, he leaned closer, lowering his voice so it barely cut through the music. “You know I’m here, right? We are going to find the killer.” I glanced at him. “We are brothers,” he added. “Even when you don’t say it out loud.” I looked back at my drink. “I know.” The night dragged on, heavy and slow. My anger didn’t explode. It didn’t disappear either. It just sat quietly beside me, like a reminder.

My long strands of hair hung over my eyes, I peeped through them up at Groban but one of the other Brothers yelled at me before kicking me hard against my ribs, forcing me to fall down again as I yelped. “Keep your head down little feral bitch, you don’t get to look up at us!” He shouted, turning his attention toward Groban he scoffed, “Are you sure about this baby brother? They’re feral, like vermin,” Groban smirked, “Yet you have about six of your own Dax,” Laughing the brother shook his head, “Yes but I know how to handle these things, give her to me I’ll break her in for you,” the brothers found pleasure in plummeting villages and taking human woman for themselves, treating them worse th

“I’m not here. I’m in the temple. I’m—” “Are you?” the voice asked mildly. The scene shifted. The hall dissolved into smoke. When it cleared, I was standing—not kneeling—in the ruins of Mooncrest. The day of the fall. Only this time, it wasn’t memory. It was worse. Bodies lay everywhere. Not faceless wolves in blurred armor. My brothers. Alden sprawled near the broken throne, blood soaking his chest. Jax, half‑buried under fallen stone, arm at an angle that made my stomach lurch.

"I may hate you, but I won’t stoop to your level. Go on, laugh in hell with Luna Nora’s legacy." His laughter, manic and grating, only grew louder. But as I turned away, his foot slipped, and with a single misstep, he plummeted over the edge. I rushed forward, gripping the edge of the cliff, heart pounding. Below, his lifeless form lay, blood spreading across the jagged rocks. And just like that, my brother was gone.