Hunter King Sister Novels & Stories

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.

she says, with a beautiful smile… Kenzie Hart… I am almost at a loss for words… Think you idiot… reply! But honestly, I have never felt this effect…. Kenzie Hart…. Xander’s little sister… Goddess...I think I’m fucked…

"Sorry for coming late to the party, I was quite busy with various tasks, but I wouldn't miss a party like this. I am the Kurt Hemlock, the brother to the vampire king." Kurt said, interrupting Kira from completing her speech. "Oooh, welcome, welcome to the Air Winder Pack." Kira said, she was already captivated by this new vampire who have entered the party. "Perhaps I should introduce you to my sister, she will be so happy to see you." Kira said, if the main vampire king is taken, then the brother wouldn't be. "Ooh do not bother, I am not here for hook ups, also, she can't handle me taking blood from her."

“I think I just had a social stroke.” Sienna was still staring at me. “Fiona. Your sister Fiona.” “Mm-hm.” “Is engaged to Zachary de Sanctis.” “Unfortunately, not a Zachary who works at a gym and has bad tattoos.” Arianna covered her mouth with two fingers. Her nails were dark red. Very beautiful for someone whose soul was currently leaving her body. Sienna placed the back of her hand on the table, then pulled it back again. Like she needed to touch something, but the table was too real.

"Look, all I'm saying is that she's known as the White Princess, but really that's just because she's turned cute with a lot of guys." A bitter taste filled my mouth. The voice belonged to an Italian woman. I recognized that voice because she always came with a bang when De Sanctis or Mikhaelovich hosted a dinner or other party. Kianna de Sanctis. Married to one of Nicholas' cousins, though I don't know which one. He was tall, statuesque, with strong Sicilian features. Hard to miss or forget.

he says. "Nothing." "Then what are you—" He stops. His hands curl into fists at his sides. "Your mother called." It is not a question, I nod anyway. "My sister, Sailyn is gone," I say. "She was kidnapped. They needed someone to stand in her place to play Luna and to keep the pack from falling apart while they figure out what happened." He stares at me. His jaw works like he is trying to find the right words and coming up empty.

"You hit me?" I let out a cold, mocking smile and said nothing. I raised my hand again. Before it could fall, someone grabbed my wrist. Lillian's face was cold and tense. "Silas, you've gone too far. You skipped our wedding and made me a laughingstock. And now you're hitting your own sister?" I looked at the woman I had grown up with. My chest tightened. I was about to explain myself–when Liam suddenly dropped to his knees in front of me.

"Please have mercy and let me go, Quinny! We're sisters, after all!" Kimberly pleaded. Quinn slammed the wine glass down on the table and hardened her gaze. "I'm my mother's only daughter. Who the hell do you think you are, calling yourself my sister?" Quinn snapped, showing no mercy. Under the weight of so many stares, Kimberly's face paled. "You're so shameless, Kimberly! Your mother was a mistress—and an evil one at that. How could Ms. Quinn possibly consider you her sister?"

"If you would just let me finish before jumping into random conclusions." "You just said they broke up, how? When? How the fuck did all this happen only when I wasn't here?!" She sounded so excited that I had to wonder if I sounded the same when I spoke about him to her. "Well, being the good sister I am, I helped them make up." I shrugged and she gave me a disappointed 'oh'. "What?" I chuckled, drinking from my apple drink. "You don't want my sister's happiness?" Hazel was friends with my sisters only because of me. They could not even classify as friends because all they barely did was say hello and goodbye.