Felix Sibling Mga Nobela at Kwento

Felix was out celebrating with friends, in no mood to field calls from anyone except his junior sister. He found a quiet corner and picked up. "Junior sister, it's only been a few days since we last saw each other. Already missing your Second Brother?" He came across as smooth-talking, a little too charming for his own good, the type most people assumed was a serial dater. In reality, he'd never had a girlfriend in his life. Nora skipped the small talk. "Second Brother, does your family still own a shipping company?"

He knew that her brother was heavily into his archeological digs and excavating the world in search of ancient artifacts and remedies. As the years went by, Edward sent men after Chris to spy on him and report back any and all of his findings. Deep down, he had a feeling that he knew what Chris was after. And after all that time, he felt like the young man was finally getting close. “He’s continually looking for a cure for his poor sister’s deformity. Well, I’m going to ensure that he never finds it.” He refused to let James and Mia live happily in a life that should have been his.

Max mutters, but he scoots closer too, pressing his head against my cheek so he can fit into the frame. I hit the video call button. The screen flips to my little sister’s face: black wavy hair piled into a lazy bun, red lipstick, oversized T-shirt. Behind her I catch a glimpse of the living room back home in Medellín: gray sofa, big plant, and something moving in the corner of the frame… oh, Mamá. “¡Mis amores!” Fiona’s voice jumps an octave the moment she sees Max and Issa. “MIRA, GEMELITOS!”

he answers after a moment. A chill races down my spine. I really have been down here for a long time, but that’s not what upsets me the most. August seventh is… “It’s my birthday,” I mumble quietly to myself. The confession almost makes me cry, a sudden wave of homesickness threatening to pull me under. I think about my siblings at home; my twin’s sister, Alessandra, and my little brother, Jovito, and eldest Alexander Oliver. I think about Mom and Dad, all my aunts and uncles and cousins. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always spent my birthday with them, surrounded by their love, laughter, and smiles. I worry about Alessandra, specifically. She’s my closest sister, my closest confidant,

Felix saw her knock the folders to the floor and hurried over to assist her in gathering them. Moving closer to them, Leo saw Ellen look at Felix and heard her ask him, "What are you doing here?" As they stood up from packing all the folders, Leo asked them, "Do you know each other?" "Yes, Leo, I know her," Felix answered Leo as he smiled at Ellen. "We meet again," Felix said to Ellen as he extended his hand in a shake to introduce himself. "Hi, I’m Felix, Leo’s cousin."

Some locals would even describe them as rascals - but purely as a term of endearment. Sebastian was the eldest of the two by 7 minutes and he was known to his nearest and dearest as Seb. His hair was a beautiful shade of honey blonde with piercing green eyes that always seemed too old for his years. He was always a deep thinker with quiet confidence to match - some would even describe him as brooding. William or Will, on the other hand, was the polar opposite of his brother in personality. He shared the same beautiful shade of hair, but his eyes were a deep shade of blue that radiated a constant look of mischief. He was outgoing, flirtatious, and carefree.

“You need to reject her, Felix! She’s nothing compared to me. You know that.” My heart stopped cold coursing through my veins. My sister didn’t even hesitate to tell me how inferior I was to her. Like a fool, I felt a small hint of hope twinge within me when I heard the visible hesitation in Felix's voice. “Amanda, I… she’s still my friend. I can’t just…” “Don’t tell me you still have feelings for her!” Amanda hissed. Wait, what? He had feelings for me? A small part of me rejoiced. Felix is the Alpha of the Irontail Pack, our neighbouring pack, which made him very close to us and our childhood friend. Despite all the scrutiny I faced in my kingdom as their princess, he was the only one who l

Although only peripherally acquainted with Daniel Hammington, Francis knew he was one of Felix’s particular friends and that his reputation in matters involving the fairer sex was seconded only to Felix’s own. “Exactly,” nodded Felix. “Brought low by a chit of a girl. So, brother dear, if it’s your wish to tangle with any Flemings, I suggest you first decide how much you’re willing to stake on the throw.” Felix warned his brother. As he pondered his brother’s words, Francis noticed that Felix’s gaze had become abstracted. He only just caught the last words his brother said, musing, almost to himself. “For, brother mine, it’s my belief the Flemings eat rakes for breakfast.”

"She cares about looking her best, and she's not getting outshone on a day like this. You're not going to say no to something that simple, are you?" I gave a helpless smile. Before the Ledgers adopted Winnie, Felix only had eyes for me. He was a straight-A bookworm, earnest to a fault, and he blushed every time he saw me. When Raphael and other spoiled heirs tried to mess with me, Felix was the one who stepped in. Raphael mocked him for years as "Felix the simp", but Felix couldn't care less. Then Winnie showed up, sugar-sweet on the surface and always whispering in his ear. Little by little, I turned into the calculating villain in his head, someone he learned to hate.

I can see that she had placed her hand out to push mine back, her body knocked to the ground as both my parents tried to pull me back. Felix remains between the two of us, his hands still gripping around my hand trying to pry my fingers off her. “Who is this?” I pant out, my eyes fixed on Felix. “She’s my sister.” Sister, this is his other sister. Why the fuck was she here, and why now. “Why are you here?” I growl out, my jaw tense as the taste of blood lingers on my tongue…I had