Fuegoleon Vermillion Sister Novels & Stories

Two beautiful women were running towards ruke with smiles on their faces. One was a little taller than the other and had grey eyes and a matching grey streak in her dark black hair which ran down to her waist in soft waves. The smaller one had blue eyes and an oval face. She had an innocent look and looked like a china doll. They had distinctive features but still managed to look identical. One would know they were sisters. Ruke was hugged by the two smiling sisters, who released him and turned to Hermione. “I’m Violet and this is my sister Lang Lang,” the taller one said to Hermione with her hand outstretched.

" I murmur more to myself than to him. “Model? White, tall, hair like my color and bright eyes that seem to see your soul? "I look at him, surprised." It matches the same description of the woman who arrived at the Santiago department this morning. She's our sister, Daniela Dominelli, ”she clarifies, laughing to my ribs.

Both of our princesses were beautiful. “She's so tiny." Alessio and Leona said in union while looking at their little sister with adoration. “Hello, Elsa." Leona greeted her and our little Elsa opened her eyes. And we were in awe of her beautiful grey-blue eyes with central green. She had the most unique eyes in our family. “Wow! Her eyes are so beautiful?” Alessio couldn't take his eyes off her. The two of them surrounded her not letting anyone touch their little sister.

When I approach him while Leon is taking a bath, I say, "I've heard that a festival is coming in two days." "Is that right? Do you wish to tour the area? Since you're already a young adult, I suppose that's sufficient for you. "Brother Crey, don't let Victoria roam freely; she will become spoiled," I hear Leon speaking as he exits the small house's shower room. I gulp as I observe him wiping his wet hair with only a white towel in the middle. "Well, what can I say, she is our only younger sister and we must—"

Unable to withstand her persistent clinging, Louis Richart finally agreed to let her come along. Under everyone's gaze, it was believed that she wouldn't accomplish anything. As an older brother, he naturally hoped his sister could do something decent, even if she lacked business acumen. After all, it was the family's career, so there shouldn't be any issues in giving her a title casually. At this moment, Loona Richart saw Fiona Forger following Damian Desmond so naturally, and jealousy began to drive her crazy. However, there was nothing she could do, at least for now; she didn't dare and couldn't do anything.

I cannot him have him more when I Hate my own self for killing my sister because of my husband. Do you know that the pack doesn’t even respect me as the Luna of the pack? They don’t recognize me. The only person that they recognize is you, Fiona. I cannot continue to beg for them to give me my crown. So, respectfully, I would hand it over to you. Fey says. Sister, no! Don’t do it! I will disappear; you will never see me again. I say to her and I hold her hands. No, Fiona! Cult wants you. He is always thinking about you, he is breathing for you and he is thinking of you even when I am in his arms. I cannot compete with people that are mated with each other. She says and I inhale, crying my ey

"And yes, we are your sisters. We share the same blood. Our father, King Castor or Luncio as you know him, is the same person." With immaculate grace, she lifted her arms and began to introduce the others. "This is Morga..." Luna turned to her left and saw a woman in ruby red dress. Her head was adorned with drops-of-blood-like gems. Creating a striking contrast against her shocking white curly hair that fell past her shoulders. Morga gave her a small nod as a sign of greeting. Princess Lamea then looked at the girl next to Morga. "The one in blue is Alta..." Luna remembered her earlier as the red head who was strongly arguing with Juren. The girl grinned, eyes shining; one hand raised wavin

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

The yearning in her eyes was palpable. “Beta Devin, meet Luna Verona of the Blood Canyon pack, and Kayla’s long lost sister.” Damien said awkwardly. “MINE!!” Devin roared and tried to rush towards Verona again. Damien stepped in the middle trying to hold him back. My mated sister is soulmates with Beta Devin. This is not good! Of all the ways for the moon goddess to fuck with us! Damien did his best to hold him back, and in the end had to give him a Alpha command to stay away.

Ava ~~~ Leonel has a sister. She ushers us into an empty room with a bare mattress and several medical items arranged on shelves lining the walls. Even with all that, she manages to fill the room with the heavenly scent of jasmine and lavender, not hospital antiseptic. She, as in Arabella, Leonel’s sister. Leonel has a sister. Leonel places a very pale Helen on the bed, and the blood drains from my face as I watch the mattress soak red far quicker than I thought possible, all from a wound I caused.