Eric's Sister True Blood Novels & Stories

it was too good to be true, Erica seemed happy with Armando, and he had no problem with that,, so why was she a fake "His wife died a few months ago Sia... I'm just a replacement paid to fill that void...long story cut short, I'm Erica's lost twin sister... Erica was in an accident on the day of their anniversary and died on the spot without Armando's knowledge...accidentally I was in the same hospital where I met Armando's mom...she thought I was her daughter-in-law, but I just look like Erica... I was in trouble my precious daughter was dying, and the lady offered me money just to pretend to be Erica, but I can't do it I'm tired sia..."Erica explained with tears falling on her face and sia

Eric pushed his bride towards the men. Rebecca slipped from the little altar stairs and landed on the floor in front of them. She couldn't do anything, she was dumbfounded. "Eric!" *** Her knees became too weak to stand and she fell on it. Hot tears bricked down her eyes as she recalled how he had chosen his sister over her. She knew it wasn't entirely his fault but he should have tried to bargain with the men, he should have tried to delay them a bit till the cops arrives, not agreeing to give her away in exchange for his sister.

A woman was being resuscitated inside a patient's ward. My older sister, Yvonne Jones, was crying hysterically as she begged the doctor to save the woman. I was the only one who was aware that Yvonne was the real murderer. Yvonne was kneeling on the ground as she begged the doctor who was trying to save the woman, "I'm begging both of you to save her. Winona is my best friend!" Everyone inside the ward was touched by their friendship and tried to comfort her.

David has a certain someone in his head right now. He knows and believes that his Omega is strong. He handled rouges, he stood up for his brother to an Alpha and he risked his life to save his brother's life. He is strong. There is no doubt in it. He stood in front of a True blood, for an Omega that's too much. David wants to know where is that Omega and his sister. He wants to help them. He can assure them their safety. But before he can speak, they were interrupted by a knock.

When he was certain that there were no people outside, he began to converse with his father. It was Viktor who notified Alpha Rodrigo that "Erica is alright, Dad," but that The Lost Werewolves have something to say to you." He said. "What exactly do you mean? And now you're going to say that Erica is in good shape despite the fact that she was tied to a tree earlier?" Alpha Rodrigo looked at him with bemusement. Viktor responded to his father by saying, "They only did that to gain our attention." "I just have a question, haven't you received a message from The Lost Werewolves recently, Dad?" Viktor was the one who inquired.

, Serena keeps blowing on the injury but it pains a lot more than before seeing Erin twitching her eyes. "It's okay, aunt!", returning a smile she said. If Serena keeps applying her method to chase the pain away, it will be difficult for Erin to move for some moment now that her aunt is holding her neck. It kinda reminds her of Edward forcing him on her. Moreover, Serena is also a vampire. Although she is good at drinking animal blood, a vampire can not be trusted. Erin knows it really well by now. "But you are hurt, miss! Let me bring some hot water." Erin holds Polin back by grabbing her old and weak hands as she was about to get up and makes her sit beside her.

I exhaled and looked at him. "Eric, you're just a bad human being. You slept with my sister, got her pregnant, and you were about to marry her. And not once did I attack you. Not once did I go to the papers and say, 'I broke up with Eric Blackwind because he slept with my sister.' That would have made headlines. I could have made a lot of money from your Betrayal. But I didn’t."

"Sissy, why are you talking that to our mother? We just arrived from the airport and you came late yet you're already trying to bicker with us? What did we ever do to you?" Again, Ericka's eyebrow raised. She can't believe that this woman has the audacity to ask her about what they could have ever done to her. Do they have any idea that they ruined her and her father's relationship all so that they can tie themselves into his money? Ericka stared at the two of them with a solemn expression. "We are not sisters," she started, deadly staring at her supposed sibling. "We're not related by blood so we do not have any connection whatsoever. Mind your own business," she continued before she starte

Right before I left the bridal suite, Eric texted: [Lena, just follow the maid later. Don't worry, my brother won't be into you. I'll come get you first thing in the morning!] I rolled my eyes and blocked him. The bride swap went off without a hitch—exactly how Eric and Briana planned it. That night, I sat on the edge of the bed, hands clammy, heart racing. The door creaked open. Footsteps. Calm, steady. Fingers brushed back the lace veil.

Eric and Erica were fighting in the center of the grounds while half the warriors stood around watching like it was a festival. Broken wooden weapons covered the floor. One table was upside down. And somehow there was a boot hanging from a tree. I didn’t even want to ask. At eighteen, Eric looked more and more like Damon every day. Tall, intimidating, broad shoulders, sharp silver eyes, and the kind of Alpha aura that naturally made wolves step aside when he walked. Unfortunately, he also inherited Damon’s stubbornness and inability to stay calm around his sister. Erica looked entirely too proud of herself while dodging another attack from him. She was fast, smart, sarcastic, and somehow alw