Eric Northman Sister Novels & Stories

He never liked those delicate women from the East who couldn't withstand any hardships! "Bro, can you help me with something?" The call connected, and Hathaway's anxious voice came through. Yes, Eric was Hathaway's brother. An illegitimate child. "What is it?" Eric asked. Hathaway was about to speak when he heard a woman's voice on the other end of the line. "Fiona?" Eric became even more annoyed. "No!" "Bro, didn't you say you would help me handle Fiona? Take her to LA? It's not the time to fool around with women!" Hathaway sounded a bit urgent.

“How come no one knows the Luna had a sister? And doesn't Ñiraka know?” “It was a huge secret between my mother and her sister. Her sister is a sorceress, The Eternal Witch Of The North, and had blackmailed Ñiraka's father into lying and living with her. They had a child, and she released them both. Nobleman Adolphus has no idea she was my mother's sister. And he doesn't even tell anyone, including Ñiraka, who her true mother is.” Camper gawked at Dakar at this new piece of news. It was shocking. So shocking.

He kept quiet and looked at Amanda. "Go on, I want to know everything." "The one with you was later taken by an old couple, they weren't in need for two kids, so you were left behind. I looked more into your sisters, the one with Eric later began working for... well, Torento, but is now currently in Florida with her boyfriend, and the other now lives with her bestfriend in Phoenix where she works in a restaurant as a chef, she goes by Elena now. That's all I know." He concluded.

Something that made Carmen cough a few times and cover her mouth. Ronin held Carmen’s hand tightly and gestured for her to stay behind. Who knew what they were about to walk into? Eric might be his brother, but after learning what he had done with their sister, it was like he was about to meet this man for the first time. He didn’t know what to expect from the Eric that was waiting for them on the other side. He didn’t know how dangerous he could be.

I mumble, shying away. "No, it's alright," he mutters as if he was about to fall asleep. I bite on the inside of my cheek. "Everyone calls you Alpha Tate, but what is your first name?" "Eric," he says simply and my lips grow dry. My mate, his name is Eric, like a prince. A small smile creeps its way onto my face and I think of Kendra. Her favorite princess is Ariel. "Do you have siblings?" He looks at me. "A sister, her name is Caroline."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, and it would have taken me even longer had it not been for the video that you posted this morning." Eric's face remained neutral. He responded to Elliot in an equally courteous manner and said, "How can I help you, Mr. Foster?" Elliot glanced at Shea, then said, "There's a cat over there, Shea. Why don't you go and take a look?" Shea walked away to see the cat with the bodyguard. Elliot looked away from Shea and turned back to Eric. "She's my sister. She's had a mental disability since she was born." Eric was taken aback.

He looked away. “That’s a fucking dumb excuse!” Eric spat, his fists clenching and his pale blue eyes flashing. “My sister is not a fighter. She’ll get herself killed! Can’t you lock her up or something?” “Like your family did to ‘protect’ her?” Of course, I considered it. “You forget we are talking about the same woman who ran away. Who hid for weeks before we finally found her. She did that on her own, without help. She killed people who threatened her. Do you think she is weak?” Yes, I needed to remind myself of that as well. Erina wasn’t weak, and the Moon Goddess also blessed her. But would it be enough?

Slowly, he turned around, his expression a mask of calm, though something dangerous flickered in his eyes. "No," he said flatly. "I don’t have a twin sister." I couldn’t tell if he was lying or if this was some strange coincidence, but I pressed on. "You look exactly like someone I used to know. A woman named Shenaya—same red hair, same emerald-green eyes. It’s unsettling." Ethan’s face remained unreadable. "I have a sister, but her name is not Shenaya. And she had never left Paris.” “I heard that you co-lead the pack with your sister,” I said, even though I knew it wasn’t necessary.

“M-Mother, who’s my sister?” “You already know her, Cassandra.” “She’s Ertha.” Cassandra’s jaw dropped, she swallowed hard and it seems like she’s going to pass out. Her knees are shaking, she feels cold with her heartbeats beating so fast. She covered her face using her palms and she cried so hard. “Ertha, the late Luna of Marcus is my sister?” Katniss looked at Seila then she nod. “Yes. That’s her.” Katniss reply.