The Mikaelson Brothers Novels & Stories

Maxwell's screams echoed through the car pack, but Gracko just laughed, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Finally, unable to bear the pain any longer, Maxwell begged, "Please, stop! Just tell me what you want to know! What are the names of these brothers you're looking for? Maybe I've heard of them, or one of my associates has." Dracko's expression turned thoughtful, and he nodded. "Very well. The brothers we're looking for are Kyle, Eden, and Nathan." As Dracko spoke the names, Maxwell's mind went blank. He had never heard of them before. But then, something about the name Nathan seemed to ring a bell. He couldn't quite place it, but it was familiar.

Mikael said, his voice firm again, and her face paled even further. Standing, he exchanged a look with Lukas, who understood completely, then he stepped towards a shadow cast by a streetlight outside the window, and melted into it in an instant. Just a few moments later, he was in the narrow alley that ran along one side of the hotel, and behind, still hidden in the shadows. The owner was standing at the back door, arguing quietly with a couple of very shady looking men. And then right on cue, was his brother, stepping out of the shadow beside them, smashing two heads together hard, and punching a third square in the jaw, with a loud crunch that sent teeth flying before the other two had eve

His gaze was cold and unreadable. “You’ve been avoiding me,” he said finally softly but his tone felt like he was accusing me of something. I forced a small, awkward smile, trying to hide how uncomfortable I felt. “Of course not, Max. I just thought I needed time to adjust to the news of being siblings with you and Rolex.” He didn’t blink. “We’re not siblings, Mia. I’m not your half-brother.” His voice cracked with something that sounded like desperation. “I just want us to go back to how we used to be. To how you used to love me.”

“You fucking broke into my house.” “You’re missing the point.” His voice dropped, dangerous. “We’re brothers, Miguel.” My breath stuttered at the realization, he called us Brothers The word hit like a truck. He stood, slow, deliberate. Walked toward me until the space between us disappeared. “I’m sixteen years older than you. You’re not even twenty-one. But we’ve got the same blood. Same father. Different hells.” My head was spinning. My chest felt tight. “And you’re in the fucking Bratva,” I choked out. “You’re— You’re a killer.”

“Before he catches up the way his father did? Yeah, tell me something I don’t know already!” “He is dealt with. “ “You said that last time too. Why is Michael still alive?” Benjamin flipped so quickly, Flynn visibly flinched. “What the fuck is going on- “ the man went on, “Michael shows up and knows so much. How long will it take him to figure out what’s going on? “ “No, no. Look, “ Flynn said, trying to sound calm, “Michael’s fucking Killian.” “Excuse me?” “That’s right, boss. Your agent sleeps with Killian. This is where your father-son loyalty goes. In the trash, if you ask me. “

So he is tough when he needs to be. On the other hand, in Italy, Adil is panicking, and so are Bosco and Natasha. Sylvester Russo is Bosco's elder brother and Tasha's father. The Russos are not the top-tier family, but they are still well off. It's only Bosco who is good for nothing. "If my brother finds out about this, he will skin me alive," Bosco muttered, fearing the inevitable. Natasha is scared, too. She knows the reputation of Xavier. So she knows that he wouldn't hesitate to kill them all.

I’ve often wondered if the three Hemsworth siblings even have the same father. Maximus is nothing like Mason or Mia. He’s relentless when it comes to getting what he wants—whether it’s a business deal or a relationship. He throws himself into everything with single-minded determination, bulldozing anyone who gets in his way. Mason, on the other hand, is laid-back and relaxed, never the type to force things. The contrast between them couldn’t be more glaring. As for Mia? I don’t know much about her, and I prefer to keep it that way. Our rare interactions have always been painfully clear: she doesn’t think I was ever her brother’s choice. That reminder is enough to make me steer clear of her e

I must say, he somewhat acts like his father, Nikolai. After breakfast with my kids, Miko immediately rushed upstairs without looking at me. I think he's weird these days. I took Mikaela to grocery shopping to talk to her about her brother. “Do you see anything unusual in your brother's behavior?” Her brow raised. “You mean?” “He's always out of focus and locks himself in his room, anything that doesn't sound like him.” “Maybe a love problem.” Lobe problem? I instantly look at her with a confused gaze. “Does he have a girlfriend?”

And now, my younger brother and I, have been fighting to kill each other as a punishment from the moon goddess for supporting our father But the girl involves though isn't present, but she is the best thing that has happened to me and I won't care if the moon goddess keeps punishing me because of her” Laughter filled the whole place as everyone couldn't hold the laughter that erupted at how he said it “Alpha Maverick did so much evil of which I won't go into details of because am sure everyone seated here is aware of all that happened. Over there is Lucas Maverick, my brother and though we had fought, I want to let him go today I wished there was something we can do to change the consequence

My voice wasn't audible, yet it shook as if I was about to give my last breath. Uncle Neal held my hands and looked into my eyes, his expression showing his boldness and the hope he felt. "Listen to me, Selene , I have always seen you as my child; I can't let you face this cruel world alone; we need to stay together and face the future. You are going to start living with me from now on" "What?" I was taken aback. Uncle Nuel is a bachelor; he works as a live-in driver for one of the wealthiest families in the city. "That's impossible!” I tried asking“What about your work? Wouldn't I be a burden to you?...."