Elder Sister Like One 소설 & 이야기

He was a stranger. Yet, he did not feel like one. She had never seen him until he called her “little sister” in the purple twilight, but somehow, he looked as familiar as if she had known him her entire life. Could they actually be related? The population of Loadstone Rock was knitted together by a complicated web of kinship—cousins, second cousins, uncles and aunts several times removed—so it was not impossible. But they did not look alike. Svetlana had large blue eyes and fine straight hair, so blond that it was almost white—a source of her private anguish as she inwardly compared her “straw” to Tattie’s dark, bouncing curls. Andrei’s skin was tanned and weathered, his hair black and his e

"Both Alpha Walter and Alpha Gold are from Elders Blood." "You think they’re working together?" Elizabeth leans back in her chair. "It makes sense, I suppose, except for the fact that VuK and Alpha Gold are bonded as family." "When we were at Gold’s pack, they didn’t exactly act like family. Half the time, Vanda and Alpha Gold seemed more like rivals than brothers. I thought it was just their Alpha egos clashing, but now..." Elizabeth stands. "How about I make breakfast? Then we can finish putting together the baskets for the families of our lost warriors."

Hearing the similar sound of footsteps approaching, the elder lady smiled a sad smile asking, “So you are leaving?” At this point, Estella was aware that the elder lady was a psychic, and hence she knew every before handedly. She sat down besides her and placed her head in the lady’s lap. “I didn’t want to, but, Egon had heard about a witch, granny. She could help me find my father, and help me reconcile with my family. She…” Before Estella could say something else, the elder lady cut her amidst,

She too, ended her attack panting at the efforts to try and destroy the man standing in front of her. “What have you got, little sister?” the Elder asked, mocking the third sister. She said nothing and did nothing. “Smart little woman,” the Elder muttered in disgust as he turned his attention back to me. As he did that, the third sister sent a large dagger flying through the air. It hit and stuck the Elder in the middle of his back.

Stupid bitches with their unnecessary competitions and hierarchy. So now I do not just have haters, I have bullies too. Fantastic. •• LORD REVANDREL Once upon a time, this female standing before me inspired fear and awe in me. Lady Kiskera Eldareth is the sister of Madonna Eldareth, Magnus's mother. At over three thousand years old, she is one of the older Eldareths. Untouchable, powerful, and not someone to take lightly. Erasing all reactions from my face, I drew a calm veil over my features as I dipped my head in a slight acknowledgments.

Elder Peach snapped. She was the only elder who was a female because she had proven her ruthlessness in battle, and she was also the youngest of the four. She took a step closer to Elder Storm, a frown perched on her face. "Your father is dead, and it’s important to talk about how to handle the whole thing moving forward." "We can still sit down to talk about it," Oak insisted. She sighed, and I watched as her eyes turned a soft cream, which proved that she was talking to the other Elders through the mind-link. It soon ended, and her eyes went back to their pale blue.

She walked with a slow, deliberate grace, the click of her heels echoing on the damp stone floor. My heart hit my ribs like a hammer. My breath caught in my throat. Elara. She was alive. We hadn't seen her since we left Kael’s safehouse. I thought she was gone forever, but the Elders had clearly gotten to her. They had taken her, broken her, and twisted her into something new—something that looked like my sister, but felt like a monster. She was colder, sharper, wearing armor that seemed to shine in the dim light. She stopped a few feet from me, looking me over like I was a broken, useless thing she’d found on the side of the road.

Third-Person POV Mom and Dad pushed past everyone to get a closer look. The moment they saw her face, Dad stepped back. "That's Elder Mara." Dad said. "What happened to her?" Elder Mara had been our pack's oldest female elder. She visited our home every winter solstice without fail and always smelled faintly of pine and dried herbs. She had held me as a baby. "But then where is Kira?" Mom turned around slowly. "If she isn't here, where did she go?"

he mumbles, as if wanting to tell me something else, "You're girlfriends already, right? -I think so. And I'm very happy for them -I look at her and smile, it's a hypocritical smile that I hope she understood. I go back to my notebook. -Sure, did you know Elder dated Melania? I think he would give her a gift for a week together. I almost laughed. How ridiculous. -Good for them. I turned the page of the book. -I thought I heard Elder was getting her a car," he continues, "What with Elder having so much money to spare. Who wouldn't want a boyfriend like that? -he boasts. I sighed deeply asking for patience because this girl was interrupting me and I hated it when they did that. Plus she wasn't

In the end, she did what she wanted and I couldn’t do shit about it. The red short dress barely reaching her knees, and she’s fucking wearing heels, why? Why does she have to look so tempting, especially in a group setting, when I’m surrounded by people? She does it on purpose, doesn’t she? Marching forward with caution, she settled down next to me, the spot that had always been vacant, saved exclusively for her. “I'm sure a lot of questions are running through your head so, let’s start with the basic ones.” Taking lead like always, she commanded lacing her voice with a hint of arrogance. “I'm Agatha Eldorado, Kai’s grandmother---”