Who Is Erens Brother Novels & Stories

Gregory knew absolutely nothing about my mom’s family or my real father. “Susan Lombardi was daughter of Harold Lombardi, capo for Benny Santini. Her brother, Tilly’s uncle, is Vinny Lombardi, current capo for Lorenzo Santini.” Danny paused, nodding towards the man standing next to him. “In case you didn’t realize it, Gregory, the man standing next to me is Vinny Lombardi.”

She nods her head and just as she is about to enter, she inquires, “May I know your names?” They nod their heads and the one in the glasses speaks, “My name is Eric Rivas and he is Enoch Rivas, we are the guards of your brother at home and wherever he goes to.” She looks on confused and Eric hurriedly adds on, “Miss, don’t be confused as your brother gave us his name. We were just nobody’s before we met him and so he has given every worker of his name. Every worker under him comes from one orphanage or the other.”

I still don’t know who Father is looking for. "You’re no longer in contact with your youngest uncle anymore, but can you still get in touch with your second uncle?" Ehren shook his head hesitantly but then nodded again. "To be precise, it’s not that I can contact him, as he’s the one who’s been able to contact me. Before this, he would come back every once in a while, but I haven’t heard from him for three months now."

I hurriedly took a step back, desperately trying to compose my breathing and smooth down my dress before anyone else could notice just how flustered I truly was. “Thank you everyone for joining us tonight,” Uncle Eren announced, his calm, commanding presence instantly filling the stage as he spoke into the microphone. “Unfortunately, as you all know, my dear brother Emre is not able to be here with us, but we are absolutely sure he feels your immense warmth and sincerity from afar.” The crowd went completely silent, listening intently to his words. “Together, as a community, we will rebuild the Art Gallery and restore the years of incredibly hard work that he has dedicated to you all and to

I stammered, still scared after what he almost did when he tried to kiss me. "My dad told me to stay until you finished." "You can leave." I lowered my eyes to my plate and started eating. He ignored me, focusing on his phone instead. The plate was still full—I always ate slowly. Curiosity broke the silence. "Mister Adrian, can I ask you something?" He paused scrolling and looked at me. His dark eyes were deadly. "Speak," he said sharply, then lowered his gaze to his phone. "Are you Emilia’s real brother? I didn’t know she had a brother."

He screamed miserably, "Stop, stop! Please spare me, I was wrong!" Valerie punched him a few more times before finally stopping. She looked at him and asked, "So now, are you going to cooperate?" Eren cried with a pitiful face and said, "Y-Yes! My name is Eren Kirstein, nickname Swift Shadow, an unofficial disciple of Thunder Sect." Eric shouted, "I don't care who you are! What were you trying to do, sneaking onto Mount Lourneau in the middle of the night?" Eren shrank back and replied, "I was gathering intel. And I figured I would try my luck and see if I could kidnap the Lloyd family's Dragon Prince."

"Enzo?!" I exclaimed sounding shocked yet surprised. "Hello to you too my lovely sister." He greeted making me feel embarrassed and smile looking at my face. "Hello brother." I replied with a huge smile and he engulf me in a hug. Enzo Vecenzo Sench, son of my father's brother is the heir of the Sench empire. When I had come to visit here, my father told me about him along with other family members and he was the only one who I had met.

He dials my brother's number and he picks up on the third ring. “Hey Mike, you okay?” Eren asks as he answers. Eren is my older brother, he’s married with two daughters and I adore them. He is like my best friend, we are so close and I helped Eren start his record label, he’s now one of the biggest in Britain. “I stuffed up again,” I said as I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Are we talking about Cassandra again?” Eren asked and I could hear his smirk. Eren is two years older than me, making him 32, he’s in the public eye a lot but tends to keep quiet, he’s a family man and I’m usually the one that is surrounded by scandals, most of them untrue.

His commander and elders stood near the steps, pretending to discuss patrol rotations. Evren saw their eyes drift towards the gate as a man walked in. A huge man, almost as huge as he was. The man wore travel clothes that were too clean and too pressed. When his eyes landed on Evren, he smiled in pity. "This is your uncle," his commander said. "Eric." Evren frowned. Uncle? His mother was an only child so that would mean... The man, Eric stepped forward and clasped Evern's forearm. His scent was very unfamiliar. Not Featherwaters.

My stomach twisted as if he were taking my last chance with him. I sat on the hard bench outside, elbows on my knees, my hands gripping my face. Would Manolya even want to see me? After everything I did? After all the lies, the betrayals, the sins I had stacked one on top of another until they crushed her? The weight pressed down until I could hardly breathe. “Brother.” The voice startled me. I looked up and saw Eren, my younger brother, standing in front of me. He still carried himself with that new strength, his frame leaner than mine and his eyes were different now.