Wonder Woman Brother Novels & Stories

"Are you sure you want to go ahead with this, Wesley? How condescending of you. Hahaha! Sorry, but I recently got to know a godbrother who treats me really well. He'll come for you if you kill me!" "Godbrother?" Wesley frowned instantly when he saw that Shayna seemed to be telling the truth. After all, his family might be strong, but he was not even considered a third-tier family in Brookton. As a result, he needed to be cautious when doing things, or else his family would be dragged into the situation if that so-called godbrother was a powerful person. "We don't seem to have heard of him before. When did you get a godbrother?" One of the women frowned.

that was what I was busy thinking at that moment cause I felt like rewinding time back the moment I stepped into the school gates with a time machine so I could stay clear from the path Brenna stayed waiting for me. "Not my so called brother, he is my brother okay" I had to at least make that known before commencing with any other thing, " sure he is but he did look way more than a brother yesterday" Brenna just always had a way of provoking me to defence mode and in the process I would always end up spilling out all the private knowledge I kept at bay.

I had given my life to a man who only wanted my money and my land. "You’re going to get sick out here." A voice came from the shadows. it was deep and rough. It sounded like thunder. I spun around. My eyes turned bright yellow because I was scared and angry. A man was leaning against the wall. He was huge. He had broad shoulders and messy black hair. He wore a heavy leather jacket with a wolf skull on the back. He had a scar on his face, and his eyes were dark grey. I knew him. He was Lucian Vailant. He was Julian’s older brother. He was the man who was supposed to be the leader, but he was sent away years ago. People said he was dangerous.

Bruce was second in line, his brother Conrad, was supposed to be dad’s Beta. Bruce and Conrad had been out on patrol one early morning when they got a mind-link that rogues had breached the northern border. By the time my grandfather, dad and our warriors got there, Conrad was dead. Bruce was holding his brother’s dead body in his arms, crying. The area looked like a fight had happened and Bruce had injuries that were slowly healing. He was covered in blood that we assumed was rogue blood mixed with his and Conrad’s since he was holding his bloody body. No one ever questioned his story. I mean why would they, Conrad was his brother. What if Bruce arranged to have his brother killed for the B

Uwyn asked in quick succession towards her brother. "Lower your voice, Uwyn. Mother might wake up." Maru hastily reminded his sister. "Sorry, brother. But how did you do that? Please teach me magic, brother. Please." Uwyn was thrilled by what happened. Did his brother become a hero who can do magic and fly in the sky? She wondered.

I hold out my hand. “I think I might know where he is.” She takes my hand. “I’ll be right back.” I tell Talia and Dave. I lead Vivian down the street and back to the playground. I can smell him close. I keep walking and see him and a woman talking. Vivian stops. “What’s wrong?” I ask. “Her. I don’t like her.” She says. “Who is she?” I ask. Not that it’s any of my business. “She’s one of the warriors. She likes my brother, but she treats me like a baby.” I squeeze her hand.

Stupid really, I could have pushed it more and been prepared to escape. I snuggle a little closer. "Tell me something about my brother and I'll rest." I miss Nick so bad it hurts. This man knew my brother in ways I never did. My brother was always a badass and I so badly want to hear the stories. Rack remains quiet and I don't think he's going to answer. "Your brother talked about you all the time. He said you were superwoman." I laugh and sink further into Rack. "He called me supergirl all the time."

Oliver whispered. “And she will,” the nameless voice assured him. “You already have a Wulver Beta and Gamma - what’s a Luna, too? Most of us have a home pack, and it’s not unusual for us to find ourselves rising up the ranks.” “Who even are you?” Oliver snapped. There was shuffling in the front seat. I imagined the person was turning to look at Oliver. “I am her older brother. Half brother.” I didn’t have a brother. “Lya never mentioned a brother,” Oliver told him for me.

Lana replies making me nauseous. “He needed my help containing Sarah’s powers. He knew his brother would want her if she was as powerful as was expected,” Lana shares with me. “How did he have a brother that was alive?” I asked her confused given what we know about history. The weaker sibling was always destroyed.

"You're not the first one to be confused—my brother and I are pretty darn similar." Brother? Oh, that's right! Wilder mentioned having a brother. Killian, if I remember correctly? "Right," I swallow thickly. "You must be Killian?" The handsome man lifts an eyebrow. "Oh, so my brother has mentioned me? How unlike him. He usually never talks about the Loki of the family." A marvel reference? I warm up and smile at him, despite knowing Killian probably doesn't intend on making friends with me. He watches his brother like a hawk while scanning the architecture, probably jealous of the other brother's success or something related to sibling rivalry.