Cleo De Nile Sister Novels & Stories

Nora stood there—hand wrapped in thick bandages, face pale. "Damian..." Her eyes went red the second she saw him. "Dad kicked Cleo out. I was worried... I mean, yeah, she almost killed me last time, and this time she stabbed my hand with a pen, but... we're still sisters. I couldn't stop thinking about her, so I came to take her home..." From the living room, Cleo heard every word. Nora made her sick. She walked over and stared her down. "Try that disgusting act in front of me again, and I'll rip your mouth apart."

the reporter smiled, “chosen by big sister Sophie Langston herself…” Sophie looked into the camera, all solemn pride and shining eyes. “My sister’s name is Selene,” she announced. “Because she’s soft and bright like the moon.And my brothers are Leon, like a lion and Atlas, like the world. ‘Cause Daddy says strong men protect those they love.”

I felt Cleo flinch slightly beside me as she slid into the leather booth. It was absolutely no secret to me why my younger sister was acting like a petulant child. She and my ex-wife, Laila, had been entirely inseparable since their secondary school days, despite the age gap. Even after Laila cheated in our own living room, and even after the messy divorce completely tore my world apart, Kikka had stayed rigidly loyal to the 'sister' she’d chosen. It meant she viewed Cleo as nothing more than a temporary, unwanted intruder stepping into Laila’s rightful spot.

It was tormenting to think about the fact that she had actually done something that despising all for a man. "Caramel is here." I announced to my parents while they craned their heads at us. I had intentionally ignored making mention of the male figure. My mother rushed to her feet to stand in front of Caramel. She gripped her shoulder and began to shake her like there was no end to her troubles. "Why would you do that to your own sister? My mother wailed, "what got into you? How could you let yourself be blinded by lust? What happened to the love and bond I trained you to share with your sisters?" She cried, not faltering with her action.

Why can’t I just be strong and say no? Still on the floor, I picked up my phone and dial Cleo’s number, but as always. It re-directs me to voicemail, just like my sister would always do; leave me in a fucking voicemail. Cleo’s my elder sister, our age difference is just a year, and she was the wild one, never obeying, and I was the girl who always cleaned up after her. When we were little, I thought she was cool, always breaking the rules.

' "And also, I am here to get my sister." "Sister?" Joshua replied. "Celine, my dearest sister, Celine Kim."

She came to me and pulled me into her arms “It's okay Mother, I'm here now” We pulled away from the hug and my mom was staring at Nile with a confused look “Good evening Mother” Nile greeted with a bow “Evening dear, and you're ?” “Mother he's Nile” “Nile?” “Hmm, actually Mom you might not know this but Nile is my second mate” “Mate? Ohh okay….” My mom drawled I could tell she wanted to say more but she would probably ask me that later

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

"Eliza, I went to Tenezia specifically to get a blessed pendant for you as protection. It's worth several hundred thousand dollars, and I got two, one for each of us." I jerked awake when I heard the familiar voice. When my younger sister, Denise, placed the pendant in my hand, I realized I had been reborn. I immediately touched my belly, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

Or maybe it was someone who sounded like Cordelia. Or she was in heaven. Or.. "It's me, your sister." Cordelia said. With immediate effect, Nherisa rose to confirm. Average height, blue-green-but-more-blue-than-green scales, long black hair, sharp but short nails, the most eerie shade of green eyes. That was her sister. She swam over to her and hugged her tightly. "Why are you crying?" Cordelia asked. Nherisa wondered how she could be asking such a question. "Cordelia, where were you?" She said, letting go. "I was worried sick."