Weiss Schnee Brother Novels & Stories

“The Omega— Katniss, is out searching for herbs to help cure him. But even that is not guaranteed because she does not know the poison circulating inside of him, and getting a physician only means we risk selling him out. Which is why I offer you a new deal…” I try to calm myself down, but the thought of my brother dying keeps making me panic. “So, what’s your new deal, I’m listening?” “I am willing to help you and get a physician from the South for your brother. Someone I can fully trust if only you cooperate with me.” “Damn it. Just get straight to the point. What is your new deal?” “Fair enough,” he says with a dry chuckle. “I’ll cut to the chase. I need you to confirm what I already susp

the man asked Chris when Chris gave no indication. “My apologies, but not in the slightest,” Chris said evenly. “I’m afraid I’ve spent a considerable amount of my life away from the werewolf continent—although, if I had seen that mug of yours elsewhere, I’m certain I wouldn’t forget it.” A soft ripple of laughter worked its way through the tavern at Chris’s teasing, but I wasn’t laughing and neither was the Beta; New Moon pack was not on good terms with us, seeing as how they were sworn enemies of Moonrise and Moonrise was our closest ally.

People do not delete pictures or documents they love looking at often. I scroll further, amazed by the evidence of Weiss's great influence. But the next photo that graces the scream almost gives me an heart attack. It looks like a family picture of Weiss, a beautiful woman I have never seen before and two kids, all smiling as they hold each other in a massive hug. He has a family?! That not even his brother knows about? That cannot be! Weiss just asked me if we could be publicly more than friends yesterday. How can a man with another family suggest that?

the man from earlier sneered, grinning wildly, his crooked teeth glinting. “Beg? Where I come from, we don’t do that,” she said coldly and rudely. The tone sent shivers down the men’s spines and silenced the market. “Oh dear, she’s in trouble now,” she heard whispers. “The Williams brothers won’t let her go.” “Doesn’t she know they’re crazy? Always ranting about werewolves existing—they’re maniacs.” The voices came from every direction and the man laughed again, but his smile faded as he approached Snow. He was taller, more built.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

"Selene went insane. The Pack banished her to the borderlands. And I... I'm dying. All my assets are yours." He looked at me, his expression growing more sorrowful. "Skye, I'd love to hear you call me 'brother' one more time." That day, the first snow began to fall, snowflakes drifting past the window. I called him "brother" one last time. I don't know if he heard me. He never opened his eyes again, but tears slid from the corners. I watched the dancing snowflakes, remembering when I was eight, building a snowman with my brother while Mom took our picture.

Evan's expression remained unreadable. "What about him?" He asked and the man replied. "He was attacked three nights ago.... He sustained a gunshot wound." Evan slowly set the whiskey glass down. "And?" "He survived... The doctors say he'll recover." Evan chuckled. A low... Almost amused sound. "Lucky him." The man remained silent because he knew that tone, it never meant anything good. Evan walked toward the large window. "So..." "My dear brother is finally bleeding." His reflection smiled. "Who did it?"

But if that is the case, that indeed Snow has a fiancé, what will happen to her brother? Her mind was racing with a lot of questions because she wanted to know everything there was to know about these two attractive men who had found their way into their territory, but she was at a loss for words. She shifted her gaze between the two; the hotter one of them might be Snow's fiancé, but the other one, who can be as equally hot as Quen, can clearly be for her. But first things first; she needs to know if what he is saying about her friend is true.

‘’I’m Daisy, Daisy woods,’’ ‘’Hello Mrs Woods, I’d been wanting to meet you for a long time as well,’’ she greeted with the same contentment. ‘’And me?’’ Kol asked. He had made his presence known with a bag of chips in his hand as he munched on them lazily. ‘’I … actually, Troy never told me he had an older brother,’’ Sophia said honestly. ‘’I had my reasons,’’ Troy shrugged and glared at Kol. ‘’hey! That’s my chips. And they’re not cheap, like you,’’ he tried to snatch the bag but Kol resisted and ran inside instead, resulting in Troy to follow him.

Demir, however, had another agenda "Actually, I'm here for a different matter. I'd like you to introduce me to your brother Alex. I believe I have a business proposition that might intrigue him. Ever since Zade's murder, your brother has become exceptionally selective about his business partners, especially in Canada. I was hoping you could..." Mr. Snow's icy interjection had cut Mr. Demir off mid-sentence, sending a chill through the room. Goosebumps prickled my skin under the frosty weight of his glare "Your hopes, Mr. Demir, will remain unfulfilled. If you wish to speak with him, find another route. I'm not your conduit" Despite this, Mr. Demir didn't flinch, retorting with a nonchalant s