Cerise Hood Sister Novels & Stories

“Who are you?” The girl pushed down her hood. Aurora’s breath caught. Same cheekbones. Same eyes. “I’m your sister,” the girl said. “The twin who wasn’t supposed to survive.”

Cerise hated Lizzy just because of the attitude of people who thought she was Lizzy. "Mommy will cook a turkey with various kinds of food. Fruits. You know, my Mommy is small but very lively. But, don't have a crush on Daddy. Daddy is my first love. I hope I can reincarnate and marry Daddy. " It was Asher's turn to look lazily at his sister. Verena's joke was groundless. 💰💰💰💰💰 When she got home from school, Cerise immediately avoided Asher and his minions.

Cirok gathers me in his arms and I sob on his shoulder, clinging onto his shirt so I won't fall. "She is a young little thing, isn't she?" Cerric mutters," how about her sister?" "She's the one I want." Cirok replies and my heart is filled with pride and joy. I don't blame Cerric for preferring Isla, I would have preferred her too. I raise my head and Cirok wipes away my tears lovingly. Cerric stands stroking his dark brown stallion with so much affection, the beast swishes it black bushy tail.

Merissa huffed at her threat "Is that supposed to make me feel scared?" "That is supposed to make you start thinking fast. I may tolerate insult from Cardin's bitch, but I will never accommodate insults from his stray, so think wisely. I'm nothing like my brother, annoy me and you will be joining your fucking predecessors, that's if you fucking have one" "Don't bullshit me, everybody knows that Cardin killed his only sister, so don't give me that crappy story about being his sister" she chided. "You should pay more attention to the story next time, I'm sure you wouldn't miss the part where two women and two men stood by his side during that war"

Cedric sneered, “What makes you think you can handle it?” She was humiliated. So, she said at once, “I’m Rosa’s younger sister. I’m sure you know the kind of person she used to be. As her younger sister, I’m not that far behind her. “On top of that, Errol will join me as well. You must be aware of the Burgess Winery’s revenue for the past year.”

she demanded coldly. “His sister,” Aeress said dryly. Marissa’s mouth parts open in shock. She glances wildly between Hades, whose hands are now clenched into fists by his side, and Aeress. “But you don’t even look alike,” she spluttered. It was a poor excuse for her behaviour. “Why would we? We’re half-brother and sister,” Aeress is blunt, “and I’ve never met somebody as rude as you. Without even asking, you presumed I was some sort of slut trying to get between the two of you.”

She wasn’t looking at me, but I could see the worry digging lines into her expression through the mirror, her fingers twisted tight in her skirt. She might claim to hate her sister, but I remembered yesterday how she’d gone pale the moment I mentioned Rosentine was missing, how she’d grabbed my arm, breathless, demanding I find her at once. That alone was proof enough that Rosalia treasured her sister more than she let on.

I walk back to the table “I’m sorry he was one of the warrior recruits that helped clean up the aftermath he was only 17 at the time and it has always stuck with him” After about a hour clary walks in through the door clearly still upset we are all seated at the table sipping tea trying to work out how it is best to get Lisa out of the pack without alerting anyone. Clary sits down and looks at Perseus deeply. “She was your sister” a confused Perseus replies “analise was and is still my sister do you know her she is sampsons fated mate or should I say rejected mate” I tear rolls down his cheek “I can see the resemblance not analise. Cherie was she your sister too” the name Cherie has Perseus

"You needed rest, not more reasons to hate your sister." "I don't hate her." But her voice lacked conviction. "You should." She was quiet for a moment. "Maybe. But she’s still my sister. Was my sister. Do you hate her?" I didn’t answer. The doors slid open to our floor. I guided her out with a hand on her small back. I wasn’t sure how I felt about Helena… Anger? Shame? Hurt? But hate? "Are you going to give the leads to the police?" she asked as we approached her desk.

The sadness in her voice was evident. The ghostly woman raised her hand and touched her sister's cheek. Both of them smiled at each other. " Be safe Cersie, and actually live. It is time to let us go " she whispered before she looked at us. " Protect my sister for me please " before her figure faded away. Cersie tried to remain strong. You could see her battling with her tears. Rhiala and Selene slowly made their way over to her. They looked hesitant, but as they got closer Cersie threw herself into them and they had to quickly catch her as the sobs and the dam broke.