Novel & Cerita Fuegoleon Vermillion Sister

said Valencia. Valencia's stinging words made the woman furious. Not wanting to be considered a loser, the woman shot back at Valencia. "Pfft... you dare talk to me like that, Sister Alexa?" asked the woman with sharp eyes looking at Valencia. 'Sister Alexa?! What, no....' "You! Who the hell are you? Why do you know Alexa?" asked Valencia, her eyes glaring at her interlocutor. "Oh my God, sis. Have you forgotten who your own brother is? I'm Queenza, Alexa's brother. The brother you love the most. How could you forget me?" asked back the woman who referred to herself as Queenza, Alexa's sister.

"Why should I believe the words of a traitor? This could also be a trap. After all, you admitted here in front of us that you are the sister of that man and that your family is from Zimbron." "She also comes from Zimbron," the maid's voice trembles. "Petra and her servant Petrona are from Zimbron, sir. Miss Petra is the unrecognized sister of Fidel Alonso, daughter of his father with one of the estate's maids. Mr. Fidel had my parents and younger siblings as prisoners. He threatened to kill them if we didn't obey his orders." Egil releases her and steps back as a sharp pain pierces him. Fidel Alonso is his worst enemy, the father of that wretched man was responsible for the death of Gaspar A

“Vengeance, there’s a difference between murder and vengeance bro. She murdered her sister, my chosen mate and Luna and right now, I’m seeking vengeance. There’s a difference.” “I’m done having this conversation with you. I’m going to check on Reign” Then he bolts out of my office before I can utter another word. Miguel will always be Miguel. The thought about Reign’s pheromone lingers on my mind again and I just push it aside. I’m not going to think any further about it, she might just be emitting the same pheromone because she is Wilma’s sister. But then, it is known that a Shewolf emits a peculiar pheromone that can only be smelled by her mate.

He stated standing up. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you, what if he kills you?" Leonor sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks, and the realization hit Elpidio. He would be more than glad to die as long as his sister is safe. Elpidio sighed and moved closer to her, cupping her cheeks, He stared at her unique eyes which were golden. Leonor was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and he was lucky to have her as his sister.

"Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!" My mom's expression was full of disgust. "I told you we shouldn't have said anything to her. She's been jealous of Rebecca since they were kids and always has to compete for everything. How could she possibly accept this baby?" As she spoke, my mom shoved me hard. "Get out! You're only going to upset Rebecca further!" I stumbled back, my heart pounding painfully against my ribs, every beat making my nerves shake. My eyes burned red as I stood frozen in place, shouting, "Mom! Am I not your daughter, too?"

I told her that she was the first Luna after Grey's mother's death, so I might not have been aware of the training. I also understood why my brother believed she needed to train, but she interrupted my thought, pointing out that I referred to the late Luna as Grey's mother. She asked if Grey and I weren't brothers, and I said we were, but we had different mothers. I could tell she was taken aback by that piece of information, but I didn't dwell on it; instead, I asked her carefully. “We have many female warriors in the pack. Are you comfortable training with Cyra?"

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!”

It was a girl, had pretty soft eyes and she was beautiful. How much did this fucker pay her to ram me off the road? “Who sent you?” Dad asked, the gun still positioned at her head and she raised her arms slowly. “Mr ballisters..” Leonel called and I turned to stare at him, waiting for the garbage that was about to spill out of his mouth. “She's my sister!” He said and I blinked. Well, that's one sort of garbage. “Why the hell would your sister try to ram my daughter out of the road!” Mum asked and I nearly laughed.

“We don’t need guess work in this situation. We need to be sure of who the person was.” “Did you just say her sister?” I asked. “Yes, she has a sister that is like three years older than her.” “Selena doesn’t have a sister,” I stated. “She is the last child of my parents. We are only two. Or did the sister fall from heaven?” “Are you sure about what you are saying?” Lorenzo questioned. “Very sure,” I assured. “Then we need to get the so called sister,” Lorenzo said and we both left the lounge together.

"Did you ever stop to ask yourself why you're the one causing scenes and Vivienne never has to? She doesn't need to. You're crude. Don't you ever feel ashamed of yourself?" I gave him a cold smile. "Lucien is so devoted to his adoptive sister. 'Brother-and-sister bond.' Everyone in Silvercrest can see it." A few pack warriors nearby sucked in air through their teeth and exchanged looks. Lucien scoffed. "Petty. Vivienne is my sister. Of course I look after her. There's nothing strange about that." "What do you have, Nora? Crimson Moon's wealth, sure. But looks? Personality? Warmth? You can't compete with her on any of it. You chased me for years. Giving you the Luna title was a favor."