Cleo's Sister Monster High Novels & Stories

Immediately after the attack, I went to a nearby store with surveillance cameras and copied everything. Surprisingly, Jessica was not completely stupid. The footage only showed me being dragged away by her group at the school gates, along with images of her appearing near the abandoned building. Nonetheless, even that was enough to paint the whole picture. Richard was stunned. He could not believe someone could be cruel enough to have their own sister kidnapped and beaten like this. "We should call the police. This is serious. This isn't a joke anymore," he said. "These clips don't prove Jessica did anything. Natalie, you're unbelievable. I've been a little distant lately, but you don't have

Now she was 20, and was one of the captains of the squad. My sister, Julie, is about 5’8 with long blond hair. She’s got long legs and a very perky set of tits. All my friends were jealous that she was my sister and our doorbell and phone were constantly busy with guys. I wasn’t sure whether or not she had sex yet, but if I had to guess I’m sure she has a few times since she was constantly going to late-night parties on the weekends. My mom, Carol, is about the same size as my aunt with a great set of tits also. She has green eyes and dirty blond hair. You could obviously tell that she and my aunt were sisters.

She probes. "We kissed," I confess. I continue. "But, I am so scared. Sarah will be so angry with me. What if she finds out?" "Why do you even care?" She questions. "Because she is my sister, and I am messing around with her best friend,” I answer. “Someone I am not even supposed to look at twice, let alone do anything else with.” "Aiden is not your cousin or brother, he is just your sister's best friend," She tells me.

he asked, his voice gravelly, his breath catching. “Yes,” Cassidy nodded, baring her teeth and showing her fangs. “Why are you with them?” “I’m Cadence’s sister.” His massive eyebrows furrowed, as if he didn’t know who that was. Cassidy realized it didn’t matter. “They don’t understand you,” she offered, taking a step closer. “No.” “They don’t know what it’s like to have the urge inside, the one you cannot quench.” “No.” The monster took a step forward, the anger in his face beginning to melt away, his shoulders slumping.

on my pussy. I gasped as my fingers pushed into my panties, kissing its way down to my throbbing clit. I imagined his touch. Rough yet tender. The way he would kiss me while his fingers rubbed circles around my clit. The way his fingers would seek my- "Looks like you're having fun." I heard my sister's high pitched voice and my eyes shot open. They connected with her cold blue eyes and a mocking smirk. Celeste. My older sister and the golden child. The one who had been haunting my real life since the day I was born.

For the first time that day, I could breathe. I walked deeper into the water, surrounded by thick white steam. But when I reached the deeper side of the pool, something caught my attention. The water moved. I stopped. My instincts immediately awakened. Someone was here. “Who is there?” My voice echoed through the cave as I moved forward and that was when I saw her. Calista. She was resting against the smooth black stone near the edge of the pool, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the warmth of the water. Her dark hair was wet and loosely held back, and she looked completely unaware that she was not alone.

a little girl screamed from the next room. I sighed and walked into the adjoining room. Lia stood there, angry and red-faced. Behind her, Leo held the tablet high in the air. At five years old, he was already tall for his age — taller than his twin sister. Pain hit me every time I looked at them. They were beautiful, but they carried his eyes and dark hair. The monster who fathered them. “Leo, give the tablet back to your sister right now,” I said firmly. “She’s been on it for so long, Mommy,” Leo complained, but he lowered his arm and handed it over.

MARCO MARTINS “My dad worked for Emiliana’s family. That’s how they met,” Cleo said as I brushed my lips against her earlobe. Her hands slid to my back, and she squeezed, pulling me closer to her. “Like how you work for me?” I asked, my voice low and teasing. My teeth grazed her ear, biting softly before I gripped the back of her neck with a gentle but firm hold. Cleo and Isa were half-sisters, and for now, that would do.

I corrected her. She nodded her head and I couldn't help but admire her beautiful emerald eyes; they're so much prettier than my dull silver ones. "Okay Channing! I'm Cleo, that idiot's sister," she said pointing to Ryan who was walking out from the pack house carrying a platter of something, looking completely oblivious to this conversation. Jacob chuckled from beside me and I followed suit. "It's nice to meet you Cleo. So...." I trailed off not really knowing what else to say.

Witches were powerful I’d give them that, but not even they had the power needed to resurrect corpse that had spent the better part of a year decomposing. As hard for me and my family the death of my mother is, I couldn’t ignore how hard this also was for Cleo. Her and her sister had both been welcomed into not only my home but my family. Everything seemed like it was going on track. I had my mate; we were going to have a pup of our own and then disaster struck. The biggest hit being that it was Cleo’s sister that delivered the final blow robbing my mother and the packs past Luna of her life.