The Tale Of Two Brothers Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They didn’t want to reveal that they were brothers although students on campus knew for a fact that they were indeed close but that was where it ended, nobody thought of them being siblings because of how contrasted their personalities ran. Any deep look into their life history and any one could immediately pin point that these two were brothers. Then again, Jedidiah and Williams hadn’t expected to have the same soulmate so which meant they were bonded for life through their one soulmate but that wasn’t something they could control. They were one of the few people in the world who had to share a soulmate but Williams seemed himself lucky that he had to share with someone he already knew; his

“No offense, bestie, you are the best.” “Oh girl, I know,” she smirked, shrugged her shoulders, raised her nails, examined them, and then aimed her gaze towards my brother. “You need to listen to what your sister is telling you before you lose her.” Damn alcohol really makes someone appear brave. I would have never been able to tell my brother all of that if I were sober. But I don't regret it. He needed to understand what he was doing to me and how his actions were causing me to feel about myself.

“I'm sorry, Nathan. It just happened.” “Wait…did your brother send you here?” Nathan peers at me suspiciously. I look at him and demand he speaks plainly as I am confused. Why will I run errands for that jackass? “Your brother hasn't told you yet?” He asks, his face relaxing. My confusion increases. “Told me what?” He shrugs. “Well, of course he wouldn't. You both never liked each other. Let me get you something to drink. What do you want? Or don't worry. I know exactly what will get you in the mood. I have this new…”

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

I say dryly, draping an arm over Ava’s shoulders as we walk toward the sitting room, “they would’ve sent somebody far more competent than the idiot I got.” Dad’s expression remains unreadable. “So what did he want?” “Revenge, apparently.” I shrug off my coat. “His last name matched one of the men I questioned years ago while hunting mom’s killer.” Nicole’s brows lift slightly. “Questioned?” A faint smile pulls at my mouth. “Interrogated.” Understanding settles across her face. “And the man?” she asks carefully. “The brother?” “Dead. They both are now.” A brief silence follows that. Dad falls into thought beside us, subtle tension settling into his expression. “You need to be more careful,” h

It was only as I was thinking this that I realized he’d told me two different stories. The second day he’d taken me he’d told me that his brother hadn’t made a will and his parents had opted to give him the ship. He’d also made out he hadn’t known his brother well and he’d got himself killed. Had I been lied to? And if so which one was the lie? I frowned, not sure what to say and do but now completely distracted by it. “What?” he asked, noticing my sudden discomfort. I quickly explained he’d given me two different stories.

They knew that I'd a brother, that too a twin but they never intended to share. "Mom is it true that I have a brother?" I asked hoping for an honest answer. "Yes, you had brothers, not one but two," she sobbed uncontrollably. What! Two brothers?? I'm going mad. "Two?" "Your other brother died when he was in my womb." My elder brother was dead whom I didn't even know. "I killed him myself. How can he be alive?" That murderer murmured to himself. "Because you killed my uncle's son, you bastard," Brother raged punching him on his face.

A pull towards my mate. My brother.I finished the story that took place within a week and a couple days, shocking Jasmine and Tate."That's a strange story." She laughed."It's funny, because we aren't brother and sister." I added, making sure she wouldn't despise us for being "brother and sister."I trailed my hand up Asher's forearm loving the Sparks that danced along our skin as I did so.

Three days latter these brothers attacked again, but this time the attack was not on the farm lands, it was an attack on two boys who were fighting, the mother had been warning the younger one to stop insulting his elder brother, but he continued and refused to change, that day the mother gave the elder brother a go ahead to prove that he was the elder, and they began a fight, passerby tried to stop the fight but she insisted and the fight started, she kept making basked and pays no attention to the fight, the fight took long but soon the younger one began to beg his elder brother, for he had been well beating, at that time, these two brothers came out of no where and abducted the brothers,

"It's not about her being your sister, logically. I want you to love each other genuinely. There are siblings who, even though they were from the same parents and grew up together, hate each other so much they do not mind killing each other." I chuckled, only because I did not know what to say. "Let me tell you a story," he continued and adjusted on the chair. "In my youth, I knew about two brothers, twins who fought each other immensely because of the throne." "Really?" I asked, getting interested in the story. "Yes. There had to be one Alpha but one wouldn't give it up for the other," he told me. "In the case of siblings, shouldn't the elders be the most befitting for that?" I wondered.