Fuegoleon Vermillion Sister Novels & Stories

As I make my way over to James I stop in my tracks, the female with him is his sister she can't be any older than sixteen , she's clinging onto a baby . “ Luna , this is my sister “ I look up at him and nod . “ Hello , I am Leonor , but you can call me Lenny “ . The girl didnt move, she looked terrified , they all did . I sat down beside her as I didn't want to look down on her. She was already scared . “ It’s Samantha, am I right ?”

I said in a defensive tone. "Chill man, even the walls have ears in the palace, and am pretty sure you don't want to explain your girl to the king," Leon smirked. "Tyramon lay low in the dining room, don't bring any attention to yourself, especially when it comes to Zella and Crimson. Do you understand?" Leon said, making Tyramon nod her head in response. "Zella? Who is she?" Tryamon asked Curiously. "Zella is my sister almost like my twin but not my twin and Crimson's Best friend," I answered her question.

Austin said, rubbing his side. Suzie rolled her eyes but gently rubbed Austin’s back and kissed his cheek to soothe his pain and likely ego. I’d feel bad for my brother, but he’s the one mated to the chick with super strength. He needs to toughen up. “I see the Gibson strength has carried on.” Léonel smiled. “The Gibson strength? You know my mom’s family?” Suzie blinked as her attention turned to Léonel. “Yes, we’re distant cousins. My grandmother, Bethany Gibson, is Christopher Gibson’s sister. Making your grandfather Stephen Gibson my first cousin once removed and your mother my second cousin.” Léonel explained.

The house was filled with all kinds of things; herbs, dried flowers, baking ingredients, crystal charms, and all kinds of bottles. "Sorry it's a bit crazy in here." Leida apologized, "Between my baking and Sig's apothecary we have lots of stuff." Leon rushed past his mom to the far side of the home where his little sister Fina was laying in her own bed. She seemed to be waking up, rubbing her eyes. Her wavy hair was dark like her mother's but her skin was paler complected like her father and her eyes were the same emerald color as his too. She looked younger than Leon. Leon jumped on the bed next to his sister, whispering something. The little girl opened her eyes and stared beyond her broth

The little boy in the carriage was called Zion Quinn. The beautiful middle-aged woman was Leticia Chandler. They were not mother and son, but aunt and nephew. Zion was the son of Leticia’s twin older sister. Ten years ago. Her sister had suddenly returned from her travels with a baby in her arms, which she handed to Leticia. She told Leticia that the baby was hers and his name was Zion Quinn. He was a prince of the current Great Quinn Empire. She died of serious wounds not long after.

I'm sure he would explain this further when we get to the room. “Don Angelo, I have the right to refuse. I am a trained economist who knows everything that has to do with handling finances. So why do I need to bow down to an idle nobody, just because…” Fiona does not get to finish her statement when Don Angelo bellows, “Fiona Hernandez! Don't test me.” What! What! What the fuck! Fiona Hernandez? Is she his sister? Fiona is a Hernandez? Then why does she always give the feeling of being my rival? She won't possibly be interested in her brother, right? This doesn't make any sense.

People were even digging into Fiona's clothes and jewelry. "Totally obsessed with Mrs. Solomon's bracelet, went to search for it and – oh, out of my league with that multi-million dollar price tag!" "Is it just me, or does the tycoon's little sister look a lot like the silhouette girl from the science museum?" That comment got a lot of reactions. The top liked response was a side-by-side comparison. "Nailed it – it's not just a resemblance, it's definitely her!" Fiona's eyes hurt from looking.

"Fair questions, I suppose. I'm Camila Cueva, my sisters call me Mila. I'm a changeling like you, but from upriver. And, my sister and I are merely passing by on our way to find someone in Manaus. We can't help that our mothers want to take care of us…" Shit, the sister. He had totally forgotten about the second woman coming out of the water. That was unacceptable from a leopard sentinel and he hated himself for getting distracted by a simple woman. His leopard violently clawed at him. "Shut up you big goof, you're being no help at all." Putting a hand to his chest he whispered. "Talking to yourself, gatito?" He had to grit his teeth because again that word felt like a caress. "Just analyzin

Landon was watching some of the footage the crew had sent to him. Leon was always losing his composure when it came to his sister. "How was I supposed to know who she is? I've only just met her. She is remarkable, but—" "Player No. 5 is Rainbow," Landon said, a playful glint in his eyes. "Also, my fiancée and your sister."