Jack Frost Sister Novels & Stories

A U-turn. “And these are?” She asked referring to Burkie and Rosey with a small smile while she wiped tears, “Please meet Rose and Jace Cassidy. They are my siblings. I am Crystal.” I announced, contemplating whether I should step forward and shake her hand or not. She looked up at me, her blue eyes piercing through the little comfort I had found and shattering it. “Don’t be silly. Come here.” She said, pulling me by her hand before crushing me into a bear hug as well.

People were looking at me and I suddenly became self-conscious. A woman approached me. She was really beautiful. She was tall and looked great in the beautiful blue floral dress she wore. She smiled. "Hi," she said. "I'm Sasha." The woman extended her hand to me. I smiled, thinking she was just being nice. “I'm Zara” Her grip got a little too tight. “I see you’re with Sebastian,". She said, her eyes moved over me slowly. "You are the fake wife." My smile froze. Before I could say anything, she continued

Winona did not believe me and even thought I was a conwoman. "Who are you? Why should I believe you? Yvonne is my best friend. Why would she poison me? Harass me any further and I'll call the police." I looked at her and said, "I'm Yvonne's younger sister, Greta. If you don't believe me, look into her bag. The poison is in there." Winona did not believe me and laughed coldly. "You're Yvonne's sister? She has never mentioned having a sister. You didn't even bother to make up a good lie."

His words hit my chest like a physical blow. But if a family has no love or respect left, can it still be called famiglia? My mind drifted uncontrollably to my late sister, Seraphina. I knew that Seraphina and Horton had been considered a perfect match since childhood. They shared the same cold intelligence, the same hunger for power. They had fought side by side in this brutal underworld since they were young, and they forged a deep bond. My sister had always been the dazzling, brilliant daughter of a mafia family, while I was always in her shadow. Few people even remembered the Rossi family had a younger daughter.

my step father says. “Honey, are you okay?” “Yes, I kind of left my window open all night and my room was so freezing” “I thought it was hot last night” Jaxon says. Asshole. “Jaxon, since you sister is a bit under the he weather make sure you take care of her” “Copy that” “And you're going to act the big brother card and take care of your poor sister” I'm up to doing my intern team job when Jasmine Carter snuck up to me. She wasn't alone; she came with company.

he said. I thought he just had a good memory. I forgot that he'd never once remembered I'm allergic to strawberries. His mother shot me a disapproving look. "Jennifer, a woman needs to be gracious about these things. You couldn't even produce a son. Lydia is carrying the McKinzie family's first grandson. "If it weren't for Harvey's kind heart—remembering all those years you've been together—by all rights, Lydia should be the first wife and you the second."

"You are deliberately planning to walk straight into Ferguson territory, unescorted, alone, barely thirty-six hours after their bastards torched my sister's peace banner on the ridge." "His family did not light that fire, Uncle," I snapped, stepping around the table to put myself directly in his line of sight, refusing to cower before the heavy wave of his Alpha pressure. "I have told you that three times already. We found the accelerant. We found the embroidered patch. It was staged."

Cassian explained, "Dr. Frost has moved to Rivershire for work purposes, so she doesn't have any friends here." Jasmine asked, "So, Dr. Frost isn't a Rivershire local?" "She's from Jasperion," Cassian replied. "Jasperion, huh?" Jasmine had a dazed look on her face. She seemed to have recalled something, for she didn't speak at all after that. She just went into a trance of her own. "What's wrong, Mom?" Cassian asked in confusion. "Nothing!" Jasmine quickly snapped out of her trance. "Cass, here's the thing—men should be more assertive."

Nights passed, and the only thing that kept playing in my head like a constant nightmare was Mom's teary smile as she looked at me, whispering her last words. "Take care of your brothers." I promised myself years later that I would never let anyone hurt those who I loved anymore. Yet, my mate was hurt — countless times. I was going to make them pay. "It wasn't the Vampire King who did it," Jessica muttered, pulling me out of my thoughts. "It was my Aunt." I raised my head, locking eyes with her. "Scarlet Locke had a sister?" I asked, confused. She nodded. I was shocked. Raymond had told us everything about Jessica's identity and her Mom's, but I didn't know Scarlet had a sister.

I asked. Jackie's expression turned grave. "I have a favor to ask of you, sir." I blinked. "Okay. Now that makes sense. What is it?" Jackie said helplessly, "My sister studies at Astergrad U. Lately, she's been harassed by some powerful people. I want to help her myself, but this is my turf.