Romans & histoires Eric Northman Sister

This must be his sister. "Hello to you my brother! And uh...?" The woman's eyes darted curiously at me. The playful and teasing look she shot at Ryan didn't escape my eyes. Ryan cleared his throat. "This is Nina, a colleague. Nina, my sister... Regina." I smiled politely at her sister as I offered my hand for a hand shake. "Nice meeting you, Regina!" The woman gladly accepted my hand. "Nice meeting you too! I was so excited to see you after Ryan's call with Momma! I mean... it's his first time asking for such favour and for a woman?! I got really-"

No older than eighteen and I can tell he has been crying. “How old are you young one?” “Just turned seventeen not that long ago ma’am.” “Ma’am? Don’t call me that. What is your name?” “Eric ma’am uhh..sorry.” “Why are you helping these rogues? You don’t seem like a killer.” “They have my sister, Maya, she’s gifted. I was promised they would let her go if I captured the Luna of this pack.” “What gifts does your sister have?” “She can control electricity.” “My dear boy, you are naive. Your sister has a very powerful gift. They aren’t going to let her go. They’re going to kill her.”

The lady in the sharp red lipstick is leaning against the wall in the corner, and she doesn't look surprised to see that I am awake. She is like a younger version of the banished Luna Bloodton, just younger– but equally cold in the eyes. “You're awake. Or let's not pretend that you weren't the whole time, I know you heard everything Erus and I said.” She huffs. “I didn't know that Erus has a sister.” I wince as I sit up, fighting through the pain. “And I didn't know that his wife was stupid to get into an accident. That's a very expensive car.”

Eric heard Katrina say and he moved back in shock. "Is she talking about me??" He asked himself. Just then a message came into his phone. He opened it. "HI ERIC, I AM MAUREEN ARGOS AND KATRINA ARGOS IS MY LITTLE SISTER. SHE'S THERE ON A REVENGE PURPOSE AND SHE DOESN'T LOVE YOU. PLEASE SEND HER AWAY" "What? "Eric screamed. Kat had told him she doesn't have any relatives. She lied to him! Eric opened her door in anger.

"I don't know if I can or not today." Erna did not hear a sound after that, on the grounds that it seemed Veronica was listening to what Veronica's older sister was saying. Erna and Bianca had met Veronica's older sister–Febrina Darren– and their meeting ended with them being trapped for hours listening to Febrina's conversation.

“I know Erica. She would never run away or leave everything behind. Like I have said in my previous interviews, she’s my family. Like my very sister. And she knows that there are people who love her and care for her. She would never leave without letting us know. She’s not some selfish person.” His wife put a hand on his and he quieted. The camera focused on the redhead. Erica’s sister— Summer Wolfe. She looked so pale and ready to collapse in the sun as she said, “I am her sister. I know her like I know my son. She loves me too much to leave me worrying over her and go off the grid without telling me. Something happened to her. Someone took her. Please,” She looked at the camera, her unique

Eric stirred, eyes blinking open slowly. “Morning,” he rasped, voice low and husky. “Morning,” she echoed, brushing a lock of hair from his forehead. They stayed like that for a beat, memorizing each other’s faces, every scar and soft edge. Sonia leaned down and kissed him, slow and unhurried. When they pulled apart, Eric searched her face. “What’s on your mind?” he asked. She sighed, resting her forehead against his. “Alex’s sister. The facility. I can’t stop thinking about her. About all the others they might still have.”

That the man who could be my mateㅡ the one I had waited for such a long timeㅡ was betrothed to my sister. Why couldn't I have something to myself for once? “Don't you get it?” He started. “You're not good enough for Alpha Orion.” The words hit me smack in the face and I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white due to how hard I held on to it. “What do you mean? I'm also your daughter, are you saying I don't deserve happiness?” My voice cracked on the last statement.

"She's a Brown, I don't want you courting trouble." "A Brown? Ha! San Francisco got a Brown family?" Erin turned to Ryan; her tone serious. "The San Francisco Browns? What do they do?" "Alliances, I guess? The Boston Patricks, Henry, is her fiance." Ryan, focusing on suturing Justin's wound, mentioned casually. "Oh, and her sister is Harper, the one trending these past days for her engagement to Ethan." "Henry, Ethan?" Erin's voice rose a notch. "Henry's fine, but Ethan? What, has he gone blind?"

I looked from the weeping woman who had raised me to the tall stranger by the door, and the floor I had stood on for twenty-six years quietly came apart underneath me. And then one piece of it snagged. “Atwood,” I said slowly. My fingers tightened on the edge of the blanket. “You said Atwood.” “Yes,” said Eric. “Our family name.” “Alexis.” The name came out rough through my burned throat, startling him. “Alexis Atwood. Isn't she your sister?” “What? Of course not.”