Weiss Schnee Brother Novels & Stories

Jake laughed behind me, shrugging his shoulders. “You should see the yacht my brother has – that is huge!” He stated. “I was thinking that we could travel out to one of the nearby coves. It has some good spots to anchor. We can swim if you want, eat, or whatever else you want to do.” He moved closer to me as he spoke, wrapping his arms around my waist. I had my back to him when he spoke, looking out at the ocean, so his hands were on my stomach. He moved his hands slowly down my stomach, stopping right before they reached my bikini bottoms through my dress. I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath in anticipation until he stopped.

I smile. "I was fourteen when they passed. Ace, my brother was a year older. We had a great relationship back then, we were very close." I can't help but frown. I miss my brother. "It was my twelfth birthday when I was able to shift. Ace had gotten me a beautiful, bright white necklace shaped as a single snowflake, as a birthday gift. He told me he had saved up two months worth of allowance so he could get it. He knew how much I loved winter." I say, a rather sad laugh escaping me.

Dropping in the bag of weed I got from Caleb, I shut it and looked back at my brother. He was talking with Snow White, flashing her what I called the “princely smile.” She was twirling a strand of hair around in her finger, her body leaning closer to his. Snorting, I turned to head out the other end. I didn’t need to interrupt those two. Maybe my brother would get a quickie in before school started. That always put him in a better mood.

"If any would recognize me, it would be the Dark one, Eric, but even he couldn't look me in the eyes and you know when we are all suited up we all look like cloned people, so I can bet you they won't." "You're right." Snow smiled. "Do you think it is time we finally leave this city?" "Maybe, Baby Brother, Maybe." "Thank you." Snow yawned. "Time for bed, baby?" "Mmmm. . ." he moaned. The older man shut down his laptop and pushed it aside, he got up and carried his brother's bridal style into their bedroom, kicking the door shut with one leg, he walked towards the bed then he put his brother on his side before climbing in next to him.

I spent the whole weekend in New York drinking alone. I was surprised, depressed and lost, after knowing Fai and Damian are brothers. I feel like there's no way to turn back and start from the beginning again. All my plans fell apart. I can say Damian is a good man and I am sure he won’t go back to me when he knows I am with his brother, Fai. Now, I don’t know what I should do? End my game with Fai and pursue Damian or continue the plan since I need more information about Damian, Anna and others.

Katrina turned at the feel of his closeness, and she almost collided with him. The air between them tightened, charged, and her pulse suddenly became loud in her ears. She barely had time to inhale before he leaned in and kissed her, swift and silencing every thought in her head. When he pulled back, Katrina stared at him, a bit stunned, her lips parted slightly. “Do brothers kiss their sisters like that?” Jace asked quietly, his gaze still lingering on her lips. Katrina swallowed hard, trying not to falter. “Well, I heard brothers tend to be overly protective of their sisters,” she said lightly, forcing the words out.

Noah's pov. “Step sister.” Solene quickly corrected the term I used in addressing her. I don't see the difference, the point is, I have the right to tell her to leave this asshole. She's been trying to hide our relationship from Vale from the jump. All for what?, to get some alone time with him. “You never told me he was your brother.” Vale said accusingly. “Again, step brother.” Solene tried to cover it up “What difference does it make?, I told you every vital thing about me, yet you withhold this part of you, why?”

“And I still don’t understand how all this relates to Karla. Or is she his sister?” “His sister’s best friend,” Xavier said. “Standing before you here is Megan Snow, the first born daughter of Ferran Snow and heir to the throne of the Ice Wolves pack.” Sebastian stared at Megan whose face was bent down to the floor. “You mean Megan?” “Yes,” Xavier nodded. “So Justin decides to kill my sister instead of his,” Sebastian nodded, drawing out a sword from his sheath. “And would you be as kind as to tell me where this Justin of a person went?”

She picked up a piece of venison and promptly dropped it on the floor. Her expression immediately fell, looking at her brother with apologetic eyes. "Brother, I'm sorry," she said, her lower lip already quivering. Julian Snow, though clearly the same age as his sister, carried himself with a seriousness that seemed beyond his five years. His golden eyes—remarkably wolf-like even in human form—narrowed slightly as he assessed the fallen meat. Those eyes held an undeniable Alpha's temperament despite his youth. "Pick it up," he instructed calmly, continuing to arrange his own pieces of meat perfectly on the cutting board.

It was the body of a man, his face was wrinkled and he had so much facial hair covering the lower part of his face, his mouth could barely be seen. His eyes flew open sharply, it was like a sheet of ice, before, slowly, his black pupils faded in through the white. He sat up and then he let out a sigh… “It is done!” he said in a hoarse voice. There was a murmur of approval from the cloaked figures all around him. “The white mist never misses its mark,” the grand master of the coven said and nodded approvingly. “Welcome back, brother Snow.” Brother Snow got up from the stone altar and looked right at the grand master. “We might have a problem – Beta Zara almost learnt some crucial information