Novel & Cerita Kate My Sister's Keeper

"There was... a woman." Kieran stared at her. His golden eyes widened. "What did you say?" "Lysandra." The name echoed through the chamber. Kieran froze. His face went completely still. Then emotion swept across it. Shock. Disbelief. Hope. "My sister." His voice broke on the final word. "I had a sister." The memories flooded back all at once. Nova watched realization spread across his face. "Lysandra Blackthorn." He whispered her name like a prayer. "The Second Keeper."

But I didn't disappear. My soul stayed right there, suspended in the cold air, watching as my body was hauled out of an abandoned warehouse near the Bayhaven docks and loaded onto a gurney. I watched Serena Hart pull on a white protective coat and walk into the autopsy suite. She was the youngest medical examiner in Bayhaven. She was also my only sister. "Anything on identification? Can we narrow down time of death?"

He said. “Ok good. Well, the necklace wasn’t just a necklace. It was an Amulet. And apparently Katrina is a Keeper. The Keepers are a group of people who protect the Amulet from a group known as The Others. I had been wearing the amulet this whole fucking time, and had no idea that it was anything other than a necklace. You remember Ivy, my mate?” I asked him.

scold, me,” she said teasingly. A smile filled my face and I found myself laughing. “You really are something else,” I reply, looking down at the open book. “So, I am so confused. Marylin finds out that Remus has been lying to her the whole time, but then in this chapter, she sleeps with him. I don’t understand,” she says while showing me the next tab. I smile at her eagerness, “You don’t remember the gift that Remus gives her in the third chapter? A ring, forged in Dolos, the place of lost minds, rectified by the Keeper?” She nods her head as she flips back to the third chapter, “Right, it was a birthday gift.” “Yes, and remember Rosalyn later says that the Keeper went by many nam

Kate asked softly. Irina closed her eyes. “Yes.” A long silence followed. Then Kate sighed. “Come over.” “I’m fine.” “No, you’re not.” Irina smiled sadly. Her sister knew her too well. ⸻ That evening. Kate sat across from her in the kitchen. Neither woman touched their coffee. “You need to stop chasing people who don’t want to be caught,” Kate finally said. Irina stared into her cup. “He is my son.” “I know.” “I carried him.”

The moment she steps away, Kate moves towards me and takes hold of my hand, dragging me outside with her. I pull my hand out of her grasp, “What are you doing here?” “You've got some nerve asking me that stupid question. Did you know your sister Mia was in an accident and she's been so down since yesterday?” Kate responds in a pissed tone. ‘She's not my sister and I hope she dies’ would have been my response if Kate gave me a chance to speak. “I guess you're not bothered then, how could you be so selfish as to wish death upon your only sister? I wish I could say I'm shocked but I guess selfishness runs in the family.” Kate says in an angry tone.

Kate said calmly: "As you know, my sister was trampled by Zhen when she was 18 years old, and she died in a daze. My sister loved me, so I have always hated this Zhen over the years. "That day, I was deceived by Charlie into boarding the cruise ship. I saw this bastard at the Haitian Feast. He even spent money trying to get me to sit with him. Later, because of your intervention, I was imprisoned by Charlie's wolves. , had no contact with him. “After I was rescued, I didn’t sleep all night. The next day, I went to my sister’s grave. At this moment, Zhen called me and expressed that he wanted to pursue me.

“Different.” I turned, spatula in hand, staring at the two tiny humans I’d carried home in my body five years ago and who had since officially stolen all my sleep and most of my sanity. “Maxime Rafaello Gómez,” my voice jumped half an octave, the Latina tone snapping out on its own. “If you make your sister fall again, I swear you’re having steamed broccoli for breakfast for a month!” He glanced back, those too-familiar blue eyes blinking with pure guilt. “But I’m hungry,” he protested. “And Issa is very annoying.”

I waved at her as I exited the auditorium. Checked my mailbox to see if Carl had arrived. He had promised to come back after dropping me off at this building, and looks... he had gotten too carried away with the damn thing he did with a woman and forgot about me. But there's still a taxi, and I'm going to get off at Baron's apartment, asking him to drop me off later in my house because there's no way a taxi can drop me there. Callahan, my bodyguard, would not pass up an opportunity to intimidate a taxi driver just because he's doing his job. But I found my sister's fiancé just getting out of his parked car.

"Is that the truth? My mind honestly thought your ears knew another female wolf who carried the exact matching name as mine." Slightly stunned by the sharp way my tongue throws the bait, Ayomide forces her frame to act cool and distant. "So what if my past trails did? Your ugly face is completely not her anyway." My lips raise at the corner, a dark smile touching my mask. At that exact midnight moment, my fingers feel a massive, roaring urge to yank the hyper-realistic mask straight off my pores so that Ayomide’s eyes can see clearly which sister is standing in the light.