Kill La Kill Sister Mga Nobela at Kwento

I stuttered. "Zachary killed my sister!!"

Grinding her teeth, she seethed, “Nah. Keep crossing my path and I’ll gladly give you more stabs. And if by any fucking chance something happens to my sister, Brigid…” The growled turned too dark and deep... “I’M GONNA BE THE ONE TO FUCKING KILL YOU!!!”

'' Sobs tumbled out of his lips as he tried to explain his involvement in harming Brian. ''Your sister? Who is that?'' I asked, my brows furrowing in confusion. "C-Cassandra." I rolled my eyes, of course she is. "I-I only helped in weakening him. I s-swear." I sighed, he had no reason to lie. His sister was murdered in what I assumed was cold blood as Kyle had been the one to do the killing.

She yelled. "And I say it's not." Alpha Killan snapped at her. "And for your information, she is not a lowly beta but my sister, so I won't hear a word against her," he warned. "Why are you taking this personal anyway? You are acting as if they are your people." He sighed while combing his hair with his fingers.

I snap under my breath, veering on my heels to give the couples space but I pause when I heard the familiar name bubbling from the girl’s mouth. “Fuck, Killan! I’m gonna…fuck…squirt all over your damn face.” My steps falter. My first thoughts are ‘It can’t be my Killan’ but hearing that baritone voice that usually sheds my skin with gooseflesh, the doubt clears completely. “Damn it, Nadia! You know just how much I love it when you do that.” Killan punctuates that statement by sending a wet slap over Nadia’s snatch. Nadia!? My goddamn sister!

“How dare you strangle my sister?” “Just the way you tortured my sister for years,” Killian panted as he spilled this. “Your sister’s been fucking every man in Italy. Don’t reason that to me,” Luciano fisted his hair and pulled him near his face. Killian continued to breathe heavily. “L—Let me t—tell you one t—thing…” Killian coughed and looked at me, “This slut is no special to strive for. In the end, she will deceive you for money and I’m sure as hell she will even kill you for everything you own,”

A woman was being resuscitated inside a patient's ward. My older sister, Yvonne Jones, was crying hysterically as she begged the doctor to save the woman. I was the only one who was aware that Yvonne was the real murderer. Yvonne was kneeling on the ground as she begged the doctor who was trying to save the woman, "I'm begging both of you to save her. Winona is my best friend!" Everyone inside the ward was touched by their friendship and tried to comfort her.

he says calmly. Heat rushes to my cheeks not embarrassment, not pride. Just fear. I should've been faster. More invisible. But I've never been perfect. My scars prove that. Kael's gaze shifts toward my brother. "She's your sister?" Jarek's jaw tightens. "She is." Kael raises a brow. "Then why do you treat her like shit?" The room goes silent. No one dares answer. Finally Kieran scoffs. "She killed Liora."

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”