Cerise Hood Sister Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then it hit me. "Lopez..." I breathed while nodding. Cyrus stood up from his chair and started to pick up the empty boxes of the chinese takeout he bought on his way back here. I watched him walk over to the sink and wash his hands. I still can't believe that Cyrene is his sister but, something's not right. "So, if she is your sister, why is she not using Steele? Why Lopez?" I asked then I saw the way his body tensed.

Shocked, she watched her sister grasping their mother by the throat. “Ah, look,” her sister chuckled darkly, glancing over at her. “Look, Mother. Look who decided to finally arrive back home.” “Marissa,” Calyx choked out. “What is the—” A dark hooded figure emerged from the shadows in the corner of the room. Only the bottom half of the female’s face was seen with a slash of a smirk. Unruly waves of ebony hair cascaded over her chest. As she lifted the hood and let the fabric pool back to the nape of her neck, one name struck her with recognition.

An invisible shroud surrounded them, brother and sister. Cedric gave in to the urge and kissed her. She wanted to pull away, but didn't. He ran his hand over her face, over her small breasts hidden by an armor plate and thin black fabric. "What are you... doing?" she whispered. "That's not how a brother supposed to meet his older sister, dummy." "Are you dyeing your hair?" He ran his hand through her hair. "Do you not want Father to know about the power inside you?" She stepped back, gently pushing him away. "It's none of your business. White hair doesn't suit me anyway. Nor you."

A sweet name for a sweet girl. The light screech of the door hinges made me snap my head up in the direction of the sight for sore eyes. Valerie now wore a flowing blue dress I recognized belonged to my sister, but I had never imagined that she’d look like a goddess in something as simple as my sister’s clothes. Her dark brown curls, still damp from her shower, clung in parts to her face and the soft ends touched her bare delicate shoulders where the dress hung off. I blinked hard, willing the blood that coursed through my veins into my manhood to stop in its tracks or I would do the unthinkable. I clenched my fists as my mind fought with baser instincts, then unclenched the second I realize

They saw that Cathy's grip on the cape tightened even more, which is why her brothers knew that she would not speak. "Do you know this person?" asked Prince Hubert. Jude immediately smiled. "These two beta girls are assigned to watch over our sister." Caisen, Prince Hubert, and Wade frowned. They looked at the person wearing a cape, and based only on the tightness of his grip on its cape, they knew that she had no intention of speaking or introducing herself to them. Because of the brothers' reaction to the said relationship between the two beta girls, they have assumed that the woman behind the cape is the sister of Jude, Ralf, and Shou, who is also an omega that they will not show them.

Serena walked towards her brother's room. She just finished explaining everything that happened to her parents and The Sisters Of The Night. She told them about the creatures that attacked her, about their plans and about the silver dagger. But she couldn't remember anything after that. It was blurry in her head. The Sisters, six figures in red hooded robes were interesting to see. She wished she had seen their faces, but they never once removed their hoods. She hoped to see their faces on the night of her party.

“Who are you here to see?” The man lifted his hood and beamed a smile. “My sister. She was recently arrested and I just wanted to hand her these meals. I was told I could.” He answered. The cop narrowed his eyes into slits and slowly nodded. “And who is the sister of yours?” He asked, going through the records before him. “Elristeya.” “Elristeya what?” “Elristeya Larsen or Blackwood. She recently got married to my best friend,” He added with a smile. The cop stared at him with suspicion but he closed the book.

“You have visited the witch, I see.” “I need your help in finding my sister. I’m willing to pay whatever you ask.” His brows raised. “You paid a pretty heavy price just recently. Are you sure you’re up to it again, so soon?” “I’m here aren’t I?” He studied her for a moment before pressing a button to summon his men. Moments later, both Jeremiah and Victor entered through a side door that was camouflaged by paneling. She raised her chin in what looked like defiance, but was really an act of fortification for herself over what was to come, while their lustful eyes consumed her.

"The mother. She says things that sound completely fine and somehow they're not fine at all. It's very surgical." "And the sister?" "Sasha is more upfront about it. Honestly almost easier." "And Neo?" Irina was quiet for a second. "Neo is.. I don't know yet." "That's not a nothing answer, Irina." "Allison—" "I'm just saying—" "Don't just say anything. I'll call you later." She hung up before Allison could just say anything further. She'd been building toward this decision since she opened her eyes. She was going to see Anna. Curtis drove her to Golden Gate without being asked for conversation, which she appreciated more with every passing minute. She arrived at Anna's room and settled into t

The other. It was Emily! I froze in surprise. "Emily?" Emily Winston, Richard's younger sister, stood before me with an air of fierce determination. She had always been the fiery one in the Winston family, known for her sharp tongue and even sharper claws. "Ceres," Emily growled, her voice filled with both concern and anger. "I heard this woman cursing you downstairs, and then I saw her sneaking up here. Luckily, I followed her. She came here to kill you!"