Kill La Kill Sisters Novels & Stories

She wanted nothing but to see this vicious woman get the punishment she deserved. Gilbert narrowed his eyes coldly and pushed Kisa away with all his strength. When she fell onto grandma's bed, Sharon took the opportunity to throw herself into Gilbert's arms as she cried miserably, "My sister wants to kill me, Gilbert. She's crazy. She wants to kill me. She must be the one who hurt grandma. Hurry and lock her up, or else she'll try to strike again." Kisa was furious and in despair. As she was about to make another move, she saw Mrs. Kooper Sr's fingers twitch.

I asked. “I knew her and her sister while growing up, my prince. We were all childhood friends. We all had abilities, but I didn't support some of the magic that she practiced. She was eventually caught and her sister was part of the people sentenced to death. She escaped but her sister couldn't and was executed with the rest. “Now all she wants is revenge.” Killian nodded. “Exactly my prince. She blames the two of you for what happened to her and she will stop at nothing to bring you down. Even if it means causing an earthquake to gain more power.”

Another message. You killed the wrong sister.

His hoarse voice echoed through the dark: “Evelyn is mine! William—you’re nothing!” But this time, no one turned to listen. Clara, exposed as Ravenclaw’s spy, was dragged to the legendary prison deep in the forest. In front of the whole tribe she knelt on the ground, screaming without shame, “Power is everything! You’ll all be replaced!” Not long after, the Elder’s strength began to fade. In his final days, he laid his hand on William’s shoulder and spoke heavily.

“Seriously, Lana, what the fuck are you doing and who are these women?” I wave my hand toward each woman, “These… are my sisters. Let me introduce you to Death, War and Pestilence.” My sisters’ eyes glow with malice as they circle Bree like sharks circling their prey. Bree’s chest heaves as she looks into my eyes, “Please don’t do this, Lana. You’re my sister, and I love─”

"My name is Vivian Kael. I'm Kael Vance's sister." --- The silence that followed was absolute. Riley felt the blood drain from her face, her hands clenching at her sides. Behind her, she heard Bella's sharp intake of breath, Elena's whispered curse. Kael's sister. The man who had killed Tata Pedro—indirectly, yes, but his greed, his violence, his refusal to stop—had a sister. And she was standing in the heart of Pedro's Grove, looking around at the community center like she was appraising a piece of real estate.

She fell on her knees,head bowed, begging, " I am your sister, remember? Good times." Sister? "Shut up." Her jaw ticked. Jasmine let out a dry chuckle. "Sister, you killed my mom at the age of twelve. You psycho! Are you even human?" Jasmine kicked her. Going in for another hit, Jasmine was pulled by two strong arms. Her face rested on his chest. ''Are you okay?" Jasmine nodded negatively. Her heart was in immense pain. She hugged him tightly and said, "She killed my mom, Keith. My mom!"

“Don't go away. Brendan.” I hand the frightened girl back to her brother who takes her without even thinking. Liana tries to put her short arms around her brother and sister, but can't quite reach. “He killed them!” Brendan blurts and wraps his hand around his sister's hair. “He just...he killed them. He didn't even care. He didn't care!” The child’s strength gives out and he sinks to his knees while clutching his two crying sisters to his chest. “Who did he kill?” I ask, although I have the sinking feeling that I already know.

She was buried and the tree was chopped down. On my mother side, it was her elder sister who committed suicide. She found out that her husband to-be was already married with kids. Unable to manage the heartbreak, she drank poison. I wonder what was running through Luc's mind when she pressed the bottle to her lips and gulped down the toxic liquid that hated her. ~•~ Krystal and I slept alone at night. Dad came in the morning, looking like a decade older. He didn't return Krystal's hug and won't look at my face. He gulped water from the tap and leaned on the kitchen counter staring into rigid air.

There have been rumors that they are an item, and looking at them now, I can understand why. My sister always gets touchy-feely with the people she likes. I remember when she used to drape herself all over me when we were younger. I guess she has outgrown that now. "So I heard you and Aiden are partners on this project," Sarah says, looking back and forth between us. "That is right," I reply. “Blacksmith is my partner.” Sarah frowns, her eyes flicking from me to Aiden. "I must say, it is kind of unusual to hear you call him 'Blacksmith'. It is distant and formal, but I guess that's just your way." She rambles.