Tsunade's Brother Death Novels & Stories

Noriko is quick to shush her brother. Kazuha continues to spin her pen nonchalantly. "If Sanada-san is realy connected to Amrita then frankly spreaking, she should be dead."

“He tampered with our memories. He wanted us to forget.” “Precisely,” Tomoya nodded, resolute. “Because he was trying to protect you, nii-san. You were meant to die back then. He was supposed to take your body and soul, but he didn’t. He spared you.” Takumi’s expression shifted, and the rage dulled, replaced by a strange, unreadable sadness. “No,” he replied, his voice dropping as he met his brother’s gaze, searching for something in his eyes. “He took the lives of those I cared for instead. That was his price.”

And his mother also used to treat me well and at times she would quarrel with her mate about the way he mistreat me. Alfred Silverado was killed by his brother Albert Silverado. The two used to be at war with each other. Each one of them claimed to be the real alpha of the Golden age moon pack. Blood never cease to be shed by the two killing innocent pack members. At that time l was fifteen and l had only shifted. That every night Alfred had planned to kill me but all thanks to his son that l managed to escape. As l was at the boarder where Alfred Junior whom am going to address as AJ told me to wait for my belongings, our other friend Leo came instead and he informed me the knews of Alfred

Veer asks and I smile. "He is the same Aarush you idiot. Your brother married Tanya and he was the one who killed me and Akshit,” I say the last part with sadness. I'm not sad because I died. It's only that I couldn't spend time with my daughter just like my sister in this life.

I let out a bitter laugh before pulling out my phone and calling Soren. The phone rang for a long time with no answer, but I stayed there in the wind, almost punishing myself by waiting. Maybe some part of me still refused to believe that the brother who had raised me after our Beta parents died protecting the old Alpha could be this cruel. After what felt like forever, Soren's heavy breathing finally came through the line. Afraid he would hang up, I hurried to speak first. “Today is the Moon Blessing Festival. I bought gifts for you and Kaiden.”

What ambush? Wait! It can't be Don Zealot's sworn brother, right? Before the man could continue his story, Don Zealot let out a bellow, “And you dared to come back?” He shares a look with one of the men standing beside him, and he moves swiftly to the messenger’s side. Blood! B…Blood! They killed him! Oh my God! The sitting room is filled with nothing but silence, as I assume the four brothers are mourning the loss of their fourth. How did this happen? Is Lucinda that skilled?

"And tell Mia Cooper that she should stop playing these little games. I won't fall for it again." Hearing these words, my heart completely sank. It seemed my brother had also been reborn! But why would he think this was a lie I made up? In my previous life, he had witnessed with his own eyes how those thugs tortured mother and me. Why was he being so cold this time around? Just because of Michelle Peterson? Just because she casually said "Mia did it on purpose" in her suicide note?

Before my father could even react to all this nonsense, my brother jumped in to have a word with the Alpha King. “We have a witness. Your brother can’t hide from the law and justice shall---,” he was murmuring but didn’t dare finish his sentence when the Alpha king turned his attention to him. “You cannot lay hand on my brother. You cannot find him anymore, even I can’t.” this time, there was no aggression in his tone, only a broken whimper. I gulped at his choice of words. My body felt an icy wave freezing my feet and then he said it. “My innocent brother ended his life after reading your Great Warrior’s rejection letter,” the announcement of the demise of Tanner got me into stepping back.

Half an hour later, I stepped into the dining hall with my usual trepidation. Five years had passed, but I’d never forgotten how I’d seen my own brother Caulder—dead with a sword wound in his back—laid upon the long table in here. Or my cousin Soren, who’d been disemboweled ten feet away for killing Caulder. Or Yasmin—Vienne’s sister—whom I’d murdered, turning to dust with magic power, not but minutes after Soren’s demise.

I managed all of that and screamed out even through my covered mouth. Why is he doing this to me? He is my brother! I caught the last glimpse of my brother’s figure as he said, “Well, I am not anymore. Zen is dead.” And I can hear snap as I feel my body breaking from the fall. Tears gushed down from my eyes. I don’t deserve it! And I woke up, feeling empty. Why is that dream kept appearing? Looking around me, I met with Zen, standing right before my eyes. “I’m surprised you have woken up.”