Elle King Sister Novels & Stories

She was smiling. “I have come to pick the boys. Their father wants them to go on a holiday.” I uttered with a straight face. “But they are in the middle of their studies. They will miss their tutoring and Don Gustavo doesn’t like his boys missing their lessons.” The woman had adjusted her body to give the impression that she was in charge. “What is your name ma'am?” I asked, trying not to sound disrespectful. “Inez. Ma’am.” the lady's voice came. “Do you know who I am?” I asked.

And of course, most of all, she detected the unmistakable aura of a she-Alpha from Melinda. "You have a beautiful home," said Beth. Better to keep this casual than to reveal how on edge she was. She needed to show strength and confidence. "I expected a grand house for the sister of the Alpha King of the entire Gold Nation, but I feel more at home here than I have most places even though this is my first time."

She echoed. "Yes, my sister!" Lucy retorted, pointing at the photo. "Take a look at her. That's my sister Clara Kevin. She was a good model just like you. The perfect one even! But she never got a chance because unlike you she lacked the connections. My sweet big sister worked day and night searching for her big break and when she finally got it. . . there came Supermodel Doris Evans."

“Claire, you’re actually here? You really haven’t changed. You always want the best of everything. “But an exclusive Alliance gathering like today isn’t something you’re qualified to attend.” I nodded lightly, acknowledging the first half of his words. I had always been the most dazzling princess of the pack. I wanted the best things in the world. So, my mate naturally had to be the most outstanding among our peers. In my previous life, Leon used his excellent hunting skills to catch my attention. That was why I quickly chose him as my mate. However, when I arrived at the ceremony full of joy, waiting for the marking, what I saw was him kissing my younger sister, Rose.

He dropped to his knees beside my bed. "Grace, come home with me, okay? We have the same blood type. I'll give you my entire liver if I have to. You're my real sister. I won't let you die. From now on, I won't care about anyone else. I'll only stay by your side, okay?" Something inside me snapped. I shoved him away and started screaming like a madwoman. "I'm already dying! What's the point of playing the good brother now? Get out! I don't ever want to see you again!"

They both were carried away with their conversation and never knew that someone was at the door who had obviously listened to all they’ve been saying, entering, it was the king’s stepsister Sarah. She folded her hands staring at both parties surprisingly. Sarah has been a very good lady to Lyla since she got married to her brother (Alpha Kyrian). She was nothing like her brother, she was nice and very calm. A sweet lady to be précised, and has been one of the reasons that kept Lyla in the palace.

Despite this, disappointment arises as soon as she hears her brother speaking. "Yeah, alright. I get it. He is the most beautiful, cute, handsome and adorable person you have even seen. But you see, my not so adorable sister, what the fuck it has to do with me? Why are you making my ears bleed?" Killian finally voices out his annoyance. From the corner of his eyes, he sees her nostrils flaring in anger. He makes distance between himself and his sister when he catches her moving her arm to hit him rather than folding her clothes clumsily.

I can still feel the sadness from him and I look at his to see him force a fake smile. "Congrats guys." A voice speaks just as I was going to talk to Aiden. "Thank you, Jake. " I say as he hugs Aiden and I. "Oh my Goddess. You guys are legit legit King and Queen now." I hear Dree say as she walks up to us with the rest of the group. We hug and the girls gush about the crown. "Come on. You have to get changed for the party." Eva says as her and Dree pull me along with them. I glance back at Aiden to see him look at me before turning his focus back to Derek And Jer.

Maybe she's just a teenager, but I want Gretta Mikhaelovich to know I don't care for her, either. No woman with that much male attention could ever be anything but clumsy and stupid. I could tell she loved spending her daddy's money on her pink designer heels. Her sister is wearing sandals. I might save millions by marrying his sister instead. Galena is odd but interesting. If you compare her to her brother, she's amazing; if she stood next to Gretta, she would merge with the wallpaper. This scenario works well for me. I'd rather not have a wife to which all my cousins are attracted.

Her laughter broke through the crowd’s talking. Her Royal Highness, Princess Romaine Eloise Santángel-Ordoñez of Deltora… ‘Romy’, for all her friends, as he heard through the grapevine. The laughter was forced, he could hear that… Well, anyone paying attention would notice that… As was the smile plastered on her amazing lips. That aside, the sound grounded him, and King focused solely on its sweetness.