Wind Hashira Brother Novels & Stories

Again, enticing another fervent shake of his head, Horus rejected the instruction, “I-I can’t.” Remembering the many encounters since his entry into the Alliance, where he had sought to injure her. Horus evidently having discovered a change of heart now that Chiri remained only a minor nudge away from death’s door. She hoped that her will was stronger than his conviction to deny her as she beseeched him again, “Horus listen to me. I might die here, but not until I can take that son of a bitch with me.” Her gritted teeth and determination causing her to growl her words towards him, Chiri released her brother’s sullied uniform from her grip. Horus’s tears still rolling from his chin, the inter

Storm says. “Ebony says that he has an accent and his skin tone is darker. She says that it reminds her of someone from back home or the middle east. Maybe you can start there and see if you can find out anything.” Haratio adds. Storm agrees to this, and I point out that we still have not found Hashmeed’s younger brother yet. Storm says that he has found proof that Bahran is alive but still no solid location as of yet. I am beginning to think that this Firewalker and alpha of this new clan is Bahran.

Juvia asked, looking at the scene. "Shuttle of Nine Stars has long been beyond the category of divine weapons. It is a cosmic level hegemonic weapon that originated from the nest of the Chi universe. Brother had to work hard to find it. As soon as he found it, he contacted me and rushed here to help," Aria explained. "It appears that you have a relationship with the eldest brother, which is very unusual!" Juvia said to his sister. The formation boundary could be broken in days, and Juvia's mood was also highly positive. That was why she made this small joke.

Other than the palm shape bruise, nothing is indicating that her brother was injured. “See? I told you. I’m a peak Immortal expert now.” Zhu Wushang wipes his blood off his mouth and pats his sister's head. Zhu Xian’er watered eyes slowly dripped a drop of a tear before she hugged her brother and cried out loudly. “Boooo hoooo Big Bro.” Zhu Wushang quickly uses his talisman to sealed the entrance and space around them for his sister to cried her heart out. Zhu Xian’er then starts to recount everything for Zhu Wushang like a child who’s told their parents their grievance and hardship that they had faced.

Sam walks past him, slapping his back as he makes his way towards the kitchen. “You got it,” a twisted deep voice booms out from the mouth of my brother—definitely not Ash’s as the unrecognisable tone echoes deafeningly within the small room. Is he possessed? I don’t get it. “Willow…” my wolf panics as Ash charges towards us, “What are we going to do?” “I have no idea,” I gulp down, bracing myself for the worst. There’s no way I can hurt my own brother. I just can’t…

No one in or out. Every wolf who had access to the old supply logs was questioned. It was Elder Corin. Vex’s brother. The one who survived the purge because he was ‘too old to be a threat’. He confessed in under an hour. Said Vex made him promise. Said he was finishing what his brother started. He had fifty wolves hidden in the old mines. Mercenaries. Rogues. All waiting for the signal to hit Redwood’s heart. Kade didn’t hesitate.

"She's the only family I have left. You have to find her. Please." He broke down completely. Something twisted tight in my chest. His sister had been missing for two days, and he was falling apart. I'd been gone for four days, and my brother thought I was playing games and pulling tricks. Ethan and Lucian exchanged a glance. The boy sobbed, and Ethan pressed his lips together. His voice came out low and rough. "We just found an unidentified female body. Her wolf soul was completely stripped away." The boy's legs gave out, and he nearly collapsed. "No, no, that can't be..."

Lilac’s POV He turns slightly to me, his face in a frown like I was a tick he couldn't wait to crush. "Big brother!" I cried out again and lunged at him. "It can't be!" Tears streamed down my face, and I tied myself to his torso in a tight hug. "It can't be!" I hugged him tight, refusing to let go. My big brother! After all these years, I thought he was dead. I thought he was killed by those men!

“So am I.” Ruben studied him for a long, tense moment. Then, without warning, he crossed the last few steps and pulled his brother into an embrace. For the first time in decades, the Delwunco brothers didn’t fight. They didn’t scheme. They didn’t spill blood. They just held on two broken men standing in the ashes of everything they’d destroyed. When they pulled apart, Ken’s hand lingered briefly on Ruben’s shoulder. “Don’t let her destroy you too,” he muttered, the faintest warning in his voice.

With that, he closed the door, and the sound of water began to flow. Just as Heather turned to head to the bedroom, she felt a sharp bite on her neck from behind. With just a door separating them, she couldn't even dare to scream. The sound of water trickled softly as Heather wrapped her arms around Jason's neck, enduring his somewhat brutal kisses. Her fingers grazed up and down the buttons of his shirt. "You're not happy that your brother came to see me?" She coaxed him gently. "Don't worry. After the accident, your brother has a psychological shadow on me. We haven't done it for a long time—"