Todorokis Brother Novels & Stories

I gestured between us, encompassing everything we'd built, everything that now felt like it might crumble. "Graham is my half-brother," Jaxx said, the name coming out of his mouth like it was coated in poison. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "But just like his father, he doesn't see me as a brother. To them, I'm just the mistake that refused to stay buried. He—"

It was because he is Black Shadow’s brother and savior. “Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Aidan clicked his tongue at the pathetic sight that was supposed to be a cool brother. “I judge you wrong.” “Don’t give a single shit.” He rose and wiped clean his back. “I greet you.” He bowed at the parents with dignity this time. “Should I greet you personally?” He raised his head, and wondered. “You don’t have to.” The lion's father’s rough voice calmed Hisoka’s chaotic mind.

“You’re telling me the complete opposite.” “My only focus is telling you the truth. I won’t lie to you and say he’s good. There’s nothing inherently good about Igor. He’s my brother and I love him but there are things about him that I can’t defend. What he did to you was one of those things.” So, he’s Igor’s brother. For some reason, I thought he was talking about Leo, which confused me. I ask, “Did you tell him this?” “I gave him an earful, yes. You’re a part of our family now and it is our duty to look after you.”

BAKA! Suddenly, Sora punched his brother in the head. “Itai! What did you do that for?” I couldn’t help myself from laughing. I covered my mouth to keep quiet. “How could you be disrespectful to your own brother?” The scene between brothers is so funny. “What? You have many concubines. What’s wrong if I want to take one? I doubt that you even pay attention to all of them.” Seichi, you’re digging your own grave. Sora’s expression was unreadable. He was about to punch him again when I held his hand. He looked at me and I shook my head.

“Let’s not rush. What fun is it to send your enemy straight to hell? Isn’t it way better to cut him down like fresh chives—just as he starts growing back, we trim him again? Over and over.” Tod: “…” What kind of twisted logic is that? He’s scarier than I am. Seriously… who is our dad? How are all four brothers like this? Each one more devious than the last. Even that dopey Terry… he’s the slipperiest of them all. Looks innocent, fights like a champ, talks a good game—utterly lovable and infuriating at once. Mentioning their father made Tod fall quiet. His mood dipped. He really wanted to find out who their dad was.

I explained. I suddenly saw Tora and my brother walking toward us, so I ran to Tora to hug her. "Tora!" I cried while thinking about the possibility that she was Tory. "What's wrong, Ari? Hmm? Wait, Brother? What happened to your lips?" she asked consecutively, hugging me tightly and trying to console me while looking at her brother. "I need to talk to all of you, especially you, Tora. There is something you need to know," I said without pulling away from her embrace.

Toph announced, applauding. Chris laughed at Toph's words, displaying his perfect teeth. "It's been so long, Toph, and you're still the sunshine boy?" Zuko remarked. "He's always been like that. He'll never change," Chris replied, taking a step forward as a gentleman. "Let me introduce myself. I'm considered these brothers' cousin. My father is Marco, and he's been living abroad. So, I haven't been in Centrolis much since I was young, but... Our relationship is tougher than gold! Haha!"

TsuYa never expected to see his brother in this kind of scene. Worst of all, his brother is injured. His beloved muse had tears in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing to my brother?" He glared at them coldly before flaring his pheromones. His brother turned to him before running into his arms. His little brother silently cried in his arms. This kind of confrontation is not suitable for someone like Xiao Feng. "Lin Feng, let that man go now," Kai Lin said, his emotions exploding with rage. This troublesome brother is embracing a total stranger. His brother, who had quit embracing him and his father, is now hugging someone he does not know.

The man, Oleg’s brother looked familiar because he was one of the children their father had introduced me to at the burial…yet he bore an even stronger likeness to the little sister he’d carried, the one who’d wept through the funeral, maybe even sharing her hair color, along with a few of her delicate features. Oleg’s gaze still never touched me. “There’s no toy here to break, Viktor,” he said flatly, eyes locked on the man in front of him. Viktor’s white, half-tilted set of teeth aimed in my direction now, making his gray eyes gleam even brighter. “Nice to meet you, Elvis. I’m Viktor, Oleg’s elder brother.” I just stared, still thrown by how different and big he was from the last time I’d

I nod and sit back down. "It's late." He says and puts his hands in his pockets. "Shouldn't you be home by now? Won't Ric be waiting?" Ric? The alarm clock in my head ticks off and my muscles tighten. "Who are you?" He shrugs. "Let me introduce myself properly." He straightens himself and gives me a big smile. "I'm Chrollo Sylvester. Alaric's younger brother. " That was where I heard that name. So this was the famous Chrollo?