The Grimm Brothers Novels & Stories

“Because that resemblance isn’t normal, Elara. It’s not just similar features. It’s… unsettling.” Elara nodded, her hands twisting together. “That’s why I feel so guilty,” she admitted quietly. “Sometimes it feels like I’m kissing my brother.” Nyra’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh,” she said. Then, mock hurt creeping into her voice, “you guys are kissing already? Wow.” Elara groaned, covering her face. “That’s not what I meant.” Nyra smiled despite herself, then softened when she saw Elara’s expression crumple. “Hey. I’m joking. Mostly.”

Magic sparked at her fingertips as she vanished with her coven, disappearing into the shadows. Only the wolves remained, their eyes gleaming under the red-streaked sky. Growls rum bled through their throats. And behind them, at their center, stood the two brothers—one a scarred Alpha, the other a tribrid—united at last.

Talli asked as she sat back. “We would die for one another,” Barshan explained. “We are brothers, blood brothers by our own oath. We all met when we were teenagers living on the streets. We were barely surviving alone but once we all came together, we more than survived. We thrived and grew stronger. Then working for the Bratva and for the first time we became a family. None of us are willing to break those vows, they are stronger than any metal and they bind us just as fiercely.”

Mr Hambora said while his brother, Mr Glamora chuckled on hearing his Words "You know you are quite free to join the League Brother!" Mr Glamora replied and puffed out the smoke that Emanated out from the huge Cigar "Am afraid now is not the time Brother, you need to come with me, It's the Werewolves, They are Back!" Hambora dropped the bombshell and the countenance on Mr Glamora changed as he pulled the ladies away and stood on his feets, he maybe the type that love ladies a lot but when it came to matters concerning the Supernaturals, He was damn too ready to take them down and burn them

That fucker. "Why didn't you say earlier that we are family Grim?"he sighs at my question. I lost my oldest brother to a war, and we never really got to bond as brothers. Grim loved women and slept around a lot. He was in line to rule dad's pack but died before he was initiated so it fell to me. "I'm not supposed to be so involved as I am Roman, but I can't have you taken from your family so early",he sat at the table, and I joined him.

I couldn't help but wonder what was going through their mind. I had only glanced at them after a few seconds so I couldn't get a clear description of their features but they shared a resemblance that made me suspect they were brothers. One was muscular with black hair and red highlights, the other leaner one had a plain black hair that was cut low and the one in-between had short brown hair. Apart from their intimidating face, they looked like hot greek gods sent from hell. I wasn't allowed to go out so I had no idea who they were, but it wasn't far off to guess that they were no ordinary wolves. Auction houses were for the creame of the crop, only influential people frequented there.

"Charlotte, what happened? Where were you?" Charlotte's eyes fill with tears. "Warehouse. Kevin, he and Michael and Larry..." "Larry?" Greta's face pales. "Your brother was involved?"

RIVER “Did you hear? The Whitegrove brothers are at it again. They murdered about a dozen people last night for crossing their borders. They are so mean!” I hid behind my best friend as she gossiped with other people. The Whitegrove brothers were from a nearby Kingdom named Shadowvale and I had heard awful things about them, including how they used someone’s head to play soccer. ‘I shouldn’t be here.’ I thought as I nursed a glass of wine I had no business holding.

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.

Lola her blood went cold when she thought about helpless babies being burnt alive. Tristan gritted his teeth and spoke to the flames, “Since then we have been entrapped by the Grey Oak clan to follow their ruthless regime. Founded by Noah his grandfather, passed to his father, and 6 years ago to Noah. Poisoning all wolves with cruelty and a hunger for power. But we keep remembering the Fire Wolves because we know this is not the path the moon goddess intended for werewolves. I can feel in my bones that one day they will return. We just have to be worthy of them again.”