Kc Undercover Sister Novels & Stories

sign board hanging on the knob like a warning. So this was a surprise. The glow from her phone screen lit the bed just enough. Kiera—my 22-year-old step-sister, tall, athletic, always acting like she owned the place—was propped against the headboard in nothing but a loose tank top and panties shoved down her thighs. Her legs were spread. And between them… Fuck.

;) We are landing in country X in half an hour. ----------------------------------------- It was none other than my two besties Bella and Kate, I have known them since we were like 10 and since then we are together. ----------------------------------------- NEET *chuckling* Why didn't u tell me u were coming? KATE We thought you were busy settling the debts, you know. ----------------------------------------- They know the reason, why I came here and they fully supported my decision. They along with my two other besties are part of my mafia. Kate is my second in command and Bella is the hacker along with the boy D who gave me the info on Levias earlier.

a familiar voice comes from behind me while I’m lost in my own thoughts and I can’t help but smile and shake my head. “Fuck, the circus is in town,” I say and finish the last of my bourbon before turning around to face my her as she walks toward me. “Did you bring your entire brood again?” Black dress, high heels, and make-up done perfectly - my sister, Kira, is the epitome of a Vega Luna and businesswoman. It’s weird how such an elegant woman like my sister compliments the rough exterior of her hybrid Alpha mate. “Piss off,” she says with mock horror and throws her arms around my neck. “You missed me, admit it.”

As we walked, my sister told me everything. It turned out that she had been working as an undercover agent for the past few years, trying to bring down a major criminal organization. She had discovered that they were behind the theft of the evidence, and she had contacted me because she knew I was the only one who could help. "I need your help, Jack," she said, her voice urgent. "We need to get that evidence back before they can use it against us." I knew I had to help her. It was my chance to redeem myself, to clear my name and make up for all the mistakes I had made in the past.

she asks I hesitate. I can't tell on Leah to anyone. I have learned the hard way to keep hardcore tortures like this a secret to myself Kayeyta notices my hesitation and she slams her hand on the table and I jerk slightly because of how sudden it is“Tell me!” she growls. “I will keep it a secret…” she softens her voice almost immediately- it sounds so convincing. I wonder if she has multiple personality disorder. "My sister," I manage to say. "She put something in my water."

“I may be the younger sister, but I’m not an idiot. You spent the night with Baby Daddy, and now you’re doing the walk of shame to work.” Luca coughed beside her, clearly trying to suppress a laugh. “I can hear you laughing, you asshole!” Keira yelled. “Put me on speaker!” Sutton reluctantly tapped the speaker button. “Listen here, De Santis,” Keira began, her voice razor-sharp. “I don’t care how rich you are or how pretty your face is. If you hurt my sister again, I will find you, and I will remove parts of your anatomy that you’re particularly fond of. With a rusty spoon. Am I clear?”

“I was supposed to give this information to Mr. Kingston, but since it’s related to your case, I’ll let you take a look as well. By the way, your sister’s phone was inside. We tracked the locations it went through and wrote everything down inside.” Isabella froze for a moment. Her face turned pale as her hands held the envelope. She hadn’t realized Felix was truly amazing, being able to have friends like Kevin, who was skilled at things like this. Isabella blinked, then hugged the brown envelope tightly, like a mother afraid of losing her child. While staring back at Kevin, Isabella said, “I’ll go over this with Felix. I really appreciate this. Truly.” Kevin smiled slightly. “Of course. It’s

is my best friend, my brother, a very sexy brother, that I may or may not have had very dirty dreams about. Every Huntress is paired with a male guardian from the bloodlines. They are our anchor, our only genuine connection to our humanity. “The council want to see you, debrief you on the shi*show that used to be a Mall.” “It’s not like we blew it up, is it? And the explosion covered up the attack, right? So they should be happy.” The current head elder is my grandfather. Not that he carries any interest in me other than as a Huntress. He is a di*k, and I find it very hard to remain loyal to him and his a**hole council. “Okay, let’s get this over with. I am not getting any younger.” Chuckli

And also the reason for her calling me. I could guess she must have been eager to tell me about all this information and she had been waiting patiently for my shift to end. “Yes, there is a but,” she asserted and I smiled. I turned into another alley before heading to the underground building where I and my friends hid to carry out our secret art schemes. “Did you know that Sterling has a sister?” Before I could even give her a response, she continued talking, sounding so excited. “And she is no other than ChicAnnaV.”

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God.