Hunter King Sister Novels & Stories

Holly had never been on a cruise date. The food was excellent and luxurious, and the gentleman had even given her a gift. Perhaps it was his way of wooing her; after all, she was beautiful and sexy. "I would like you to meet my baby sister," Kennedy said. Shortly, a woman in a long red dress with a high slit arrived, followed by a butler. "Holly, meet Wendy, my baby sister." Holly stood and extended her hand, but Wendy only glanced at her.

King, but now has become this rural woman, her heart is more and more uncomfortable, and her eyes are more disgusted and complex. "Ho Ho, why do you call her sister-in-law?"Mrs. Shen frowned and thought her family was really kind. "It's Mr. King and she who are sorry for you. Why are you so humble? You're the eldest lady of our Shen family." "But..." Shen Huahua pursed her lips . "Brother Mr. King and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and his wife is my sister-in-law." Mrs. Shen said, "you won’t still like Mr. king?"

Her sister stayed too long on that pool picture of him with the woman. “Aren’t you done?” she asked. “Not yet.” Cara zoomed in on the picture, and Hana rolled away. Her jealousy was eating her up, and she didn’t want to take out the anger on her innocent sister. “His sister is also hot. Camilla May McKenna. I think it’s a family thing. Oh, look at their brother.” Hana inched closer to her sister. There was another picture of two boys and one girl. You could tell they were all related. It was true. Kyle had mentioned a sister but never said anything about a brother. Her fingers sought the necklace hanging from her neck.

Every rogue bowed in respect. On seeing his sister, King Kendrick quickly rose to his feet welcoming her. She paid no attention to him, brushing him away and sitting on the throne. ‘’Why is she not here yet, why can't you do something good for ones?’’ Henrietta roared. Kendrick scrambled to his feet unable to meet the fury of his sister. ‘’We did, but he is unwilling to let her go. But not to worry, we will attack again’’ ‘’No need, bring me the witch, time is not on our side’’ Henrietta ordered. Kendrik was quick to bring the three witches before his sister. One look at them and she could tell they knew just exactly what was happening.

whines a man who looks older than both Gunner and I. “Hush Hank,” scolds the woman sitting next to him “Katerina that is Hank, my cousin.” Though Gunner told me to be careful of him I still mind my manners. “It is nice to meet you Hank.” “Next to you is my mother, Jolene and sitting next to her is her sister, my aunt, Dr. Joy. Next to Hunter and Allison is my gamma Dahlia Stone also known as Hunter’s sister.” “Her wolf is Artemis, the twin to Gunner’s wolf, Apollo,” Hank blurts out and I can tell he is trying to get between me and Gunner. I’ll definitely have to watch out for him.

Although she didn't know what deal it was, she knew that with Liam, it meant success. “My sister got into a terrible accident a few years back. This accident is so terrible, it took a large part of her life away.” Nadine quickly nodded because she heard about this on the news. Liam sister was kept a secret for years because of the accident which put her in a coma.

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

Just two eyeholes staring back at me like empty sockets. I had thought they were done following me. "You're braver than your sister," they said, the distorted voice crackling through what sounded like a voice changer. "She cried. Begged, even. It was pathetic, really." The words hit me like a physical blow. Your sister. She cried. She begged. This person had been there. This person had seen Alice die. This person might have been the one who held her under. "Who are you?" I demanded, stepping forward.

she shouted, raising her glass with a radiant smile on her lips. I laughed and clinked glasses with her before bringing my cocktail to my lips. The burn of the alcohol slid down my throat, pulling a shiver of pleasure from me. Isabella always knew how to make me forget my worries. My sister was a star in the darkness, a goddess of the night. With her sculpted body, her long legs showcased by a tight red dress, and her devastating smile, she drew all eyes to her. I had always been the more discreet, wiser, and composed one. She was the fire. I was the shadow of her light.

Just as her palm was about to descend, a voice from the doorway barked, "Stop! Lay a hand on her, and I'll chop off your hand." Her arm froze midair, and she stepped back instinctively. A few bodyguards barreled in, pushing the servants aside and forming a protective circle around me. I saw who had come and, despite everything, couldn't help a rueful smile. My brother hurried over, sizing me up. When he saw the wound on my forehead, he turned grim and shouted at everyone in a dark, furious voice, "How dare you all bully my sister?!"