Elle King Sister Novels & Stories

Gilded, ornate, and inescapable. She was the King’s sister. A princess. It was a title that was supposed to be an honor, but to her, it was a set of velvet shackles. She was a valuable asset, a pawn to be moved on the political chessboard of Lycan society. Her marriage, her future, was not her own. It was a tool to be used to secure alliances, to placate rivals, to strengthen the crown. And the most valuable, most terrifying piece on that board was currently striding through the castle gardens below. Valen.

“ we don’t have time for this. She is coming and you need to look your best. ” “ Who is coming? ” My ears perked up as I slowly got up, balancing myself on my weak legs. I was really messed up. Satan’s Buttocks! “ Alpha King of the East’s sister. ” She informed in a whisper as if it was a huge secret. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. “ Tyson’s sister? ” “ Don’t take His Highness’ name, Lady Lana. It doesn’t suit you. ” She scolded.

The servant quickly sat beside me on the bed,held my hand into hers with her face beaming with smiles. “I'm Kael, Kingston's sister. I just finished college. I returned back to the pack yesterday night and….I'm.see excited to see my brother's mate!”. Oh my!. My throat dried up immediately, I never imagined her to be Kingston's sister,though the resemblance was obvious but her outfits said otherwise. “You look gorgeous, actually I thought……”. I looked at her with furrowed brows and she burst into laughter. “I look like a servant?”. She completed what I wanted to say.

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?!"

She wasn't only nervous about being here with the king, but also about her father being gone until this hour. A servant came in with drinks and put them on the table. "You look distressed. Have something to drink," the King said. Then he motioned for William to have a drink as well. "Thank you, Your Majesty," her brother said, picking up the cup without taking a drink. "Why is the killer targeting young women, Your Majesty?" He asked. "We are trying to find the killer and then we might find out why," The King replied. "Until then, you should protect your sister."

Their smiles vanished upon realizing that the obsessive and tyrannical king would attend the meeting. When King Corean Shuia Eckrett, the Usurper, became the youngest king in history, he shredded his sheep’s cloth. He was never as tame as his face looks. The empire called him the rose of the continent with his astounding golden eyes and wavy chocolate hair that could launch a thousand warships. But behind those façade, he was a crazy beast. The retainers whispered their nickname for him, he was secretly known as the mad king. Though he did not harm his subjects, Rowan and Keiran could not forget how King Corean killed Queen Victoria’s only sister, Sabina, without remorse.

Juuust great. Veronica the Viper had just walked in. With a smirk on her face it appeared. Veronica, better known as Roni, was the beloved little sister of the King family. As the only girl, she was spoiled absolutely rotten and had a talent for manipulating people to get what she wanted. She was known as "The Viper" because all she cared for in her life was her status and image as a King mem'ber and she truly didn't care about anyone 'below' her status and would happily just shallow them whole to get them out of her way. Her bite was full of venom and always had severe consequences.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

“I'm Dalena, Raven's sister.” The king suddenly smiled. “Yes, I remember. Her name is Raven.” I hate the way he says my sister's name. He deliberately elongated the first syllable, as if he were missing her. “I remember you were witches. You were supposed to live in the south. Why did you come to my palace?” The king was sick, but his eyes were still sharp. “I want to know what happened 18 years ago. My Sister is a clear-headed person, she won't be coaxed by a few sweet words from a man. What did you do to make her fall in love with you and give you a baby?”

My brother Brandon was about to stand, making me look at him puzzled. Then he utters out the words at the same time as she sniffles and looks back at him. "Mine!" he growls, making everyone's eyes widen in shock. My brother... out of all the places, had found his mate here, in the trials to imprison all these miserable alphas. "And who is this young lady with you?" The King asks, gesturing to the smaller girl next to her. "This is Kayla. My little sister." "STEP...Sister." a young guy says amid all the apprehended alphas. "Step sister?" the king asks. "Technically yes. But to me... she's my sister," she replies, making him smile.