Black Widow's Sister Movie の小説・ストーリー

I watched these people praise my sister, Anna Smith, and belittle me, and my heart gradually turned cold. In the family chat group, my mother mentioned Anna. Mom: [I booked the flight for you. Once we arrive in Mexico, you can buy whatever you want. I have money.] My sister hinted: [Mom, I heard that Mexico is close to Guatemala and has many good materials.] My mother immediately responded: [Okay, okay, we'll buy you a jade bracelet.]

“Then she will have to be removed.” Clara’s hand flew to her mouth to stifle a gasp. The hedge rustled faintly, betraying her presence. “Did you hear that?” Elianna demanded. Clara fled silently through the opposite path, her heart pounding like a drum. She did not stop until she reached her chamber, bolting the door behind her. She pressed her back against the wood, trembling. Removed. The word echoed in her ears. Her own sister was planning her destruction. Adrian’s Doubts

I started, my voice loud enough for everyone pause and look at me confused. Before I could utter another word, Calanthe beat me to it. “My sister, Naidira and I would like to inform everyone of something important.” Alpha Orion looked confused. Just like everyone else. “What's going on?” I raised a brow, chest heaving silently. What did she want to say? Her fingers dropped to her stomach and her next words were soft. “I'm with child for the Alpha.” My blood ran dry as gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd.

Tabitha said in a small voice. "I saw what you did back there. You saved him but allowed him get away without paying the price. Why?" Lord Krishna asked in an echoing voice. "I was... confused my Lord. He called me... Elizabeth?" "And you believed that! That was only a plot to get away!" Lord Krishna thundered. "He sounded like he knew me! Does he?" Tabitha pressed on. "Does it make any sense? You were given birth to here together with your eleven sisters who are all out on missions as well. Go back and fullfil yours, Tabitha."

Titus Blackwood. Alpha Titus Blackwood of the Venom Fang Pack is mated to my sister, Destinee Shaw. Well, I say sister. Her wolf is the wolf of my twin sister, Selene, the Moon Goddess. So that makes Destinee my sister fucked up, I know. But it makes sense to us.

I pivot smoothly, placing my body directly between my golden-boy brother and Chase Warren’s wife. Sonia is hyperventilating behind her hands. Piper is staring at Natasha like she’s trying to peel the years back. The tension in the air is thick enough to choke on. I love it. My mind works fast, linking the scattered pieces of this twisted family puzzle together. Nathanial has been weeping over a dead sister for days. Sonia just happens to share an uncanny, undeniable resemblance with a woman she clearly despises. And right now, Sonia looks terrified.

"Don't worry, Cindy. I won't get pregnant. Jeffrey and I use my other entrance whenever we sleep together," my sister, Celine Lowen, said as she swayed her body from side to side. A chill ran down my spine as I looked at her face. The feeling of boiling water surging into my nostrils and throat in my past life crashed over me. It took a long time, but I managed to calm myself down. "Wow. That's quite amazing," I said.

“Oh, so you go way back. No wonder you’re defending him. Maybe there was already something going on between you two. Were you already involved before he married my sister?” I could not hold back anymore. I stepped forward and slapped her, then sneered. “There was already something going on? What happened between your sister and me is none of your business. Who do you think you are? Yesterday, Wendy came to me in a dream. She said she was sorry and told me to find someone better. She also said you are ungrateful and told me to stay away from you.” “That is impossible! That is all fake!” Her face turned pale, but with every sentence I invoked the dead, she had no way to argue.

"Rising supermodel Noelle Lynch sabotaged her own sister's engagement and stole her fiance. Ungrateful and disloyal, she repaid years of devotion with betrayal." The post briefly laid out the past, detailing how I had spent years giving everything to support my disabled sister, sacrificing my youth and putting my own wedding on hold for her, only to be betrayed by both her and my fiance in the end. The logic was sound, the details rang true, and it instantly set the whole internet ablaze. In barely half an hour, the post racked up a million likes. Countless netizens flooded the comments to defend me, slamming Noelle for her ingratitude and for biting the hand that fed her.

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.