Killuas Sister Novels & Stories

“She was unholy! Even the church father refused her! Do you hear me? Your sister carried a filthy reputation!” Killian’s jaw trembled at his words. His fist flew before he could stop himself, landing hard on John’s face. John stumbled out of his grasp and clutched his nose, staring in disbelief at the blood on his hand. “She was murdered!” Killian yelled, “My sister was murdered brutally! She knew nothing. She was innocent! How could you blame her for THAT?!” His scream shook the air around them. “Fucking traitors!” he spat through gritted teeth.

"Harmless fun? Propositioning your sister? Do you have any idea what the elders would say, what they would do, if they heard that?" Killian moves closer, and he looks deadly right now. "She's not my sister," Cain snaps. "She's your sister!" Killian growls. "Her mother is my mate, my wife, that makes her your sister. Now get out and don't let me catch you in her room again!" Cain nods and quickly rushes out of the room, stumbling over his own feet. I'm glad he's gone. I'm glad he didn't tell Killian what I was doing. I was so sure he would, but he didn't.

She was the pride of the Pack and all the young Alphas would compete for her attention. Lucille never held back from making sure Kira knew that she was nothing more but a bag of garbage. she was the youngest sister to Killian and was the daughter dotted on by both her parents and their entire Park. Lucille was not only desired by the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack but also by other packs as well " what's wrong with you? did something happen? " Killian asked worriedly as he stared at his sister. he also dotted on Lucille very much and never liked to see her sad or angry

"Now that you two know this, and you chose to be partners to do what? Kill me? Are you guys insane? You can't keep me in here forever. Sooner or later, everyone else will notice that I'm gone." "Shut up." Caramel commented, the tension in her building up. "Your sweet mother will call you to inform you that your sister is gone." I smirked, loving how much it affected her to hear the words. "Fuck it, I asked you to shut the hell up." She had begun to yank on her hair. "What then will you do? Join them to call the cops?" I ignored her. She growled, picking up the glass cup of water they had given to me and smashing with a scream. "Shut it.. shut it, shut the fuck up!" She yelled, taking deep br

"What's going on?" I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. "Actually, forget it. I don't want to bring it up." "No, please. I want to help." "It's just..." I looked directly into her eyes. "I thought since you have a sister you'd understand what it's like to have someone who can't move on from a past relationship." She considered it. "Rhea had an ex. But she's over him now." "She is?" It slipped out but I caught it. "I mean—how did she manage it?"

I opened my door and saw Killian standing in front of me. “Hello hello, brother,” he greeted. “Good day, Killian. What brings you by,” I fixed a fake smile on my face. “You can drop the act now, Ricky. I know you’ve found out the truth,” Killian said as he entered my room. “How could you do this to your sister and still have the nerve to address me so confidently?” “I did what I did and I had no regrets while doing it,” Killian said. “What do you mean sister? Cassey isn’t our sister but our cousin, only you and I are related by blood!”

My voice cracked. "You need to tell us everything ?" Madden said, visibly upset. I shook my head. "Not now. Later. I promise. But first…" I pulled out the photograph of Alice in the lake. The warning on the back. The napkin. "Someone killed my sister. Someone left these warnings. Someone has been watching me since the day I arrived." Ashley stared at the evidence. Tears welled in her eyes. "Why didn't you tell us?" "Because I didn't know if I could trust you."

“Oh, so you go way back. No wonder you’re defending him. Maybe there was already something going on between you two. Were you already involved before he married my sister?” I could not hold back anymore. I stepped forward and slapped her, then sneered. “There was already something going on? What happened between your sister and me is none of your business. Who do you think you are? Yesterday, Wendy came to me in a dream. She said she was sorry and told me to find someone better. She also said you are ungrateful and told me to stay away from you.” “That is impossible! That is all fake!” Her face turned pale, but with every sentence I invoked the dead, she had no way to argue.

Maya said gently, her hand on his arm. He wrenched away from her, moving back to Helena’s bedside. He took her hand in his. “Helena,” he said, his voice breaking. “Helena, please.” I couldn’t watch. I turned away, pressing a fist to my mouth to hold back the scream building in my throat. My sister was dead. My beautiful sister was gone. And the last thing—the very last thing… anyone would have thought would happen. A harsh sob tore from Hunter’s throat, the sound so raw… it hurt to hear.

"It's you who is dragging the bloody matter. I fucked her and it's done. There's no point in talking about it." "Would you have done the same thing with my sister if she would have slapped you too one day?" Nathaniel asked in a calm voice. Killian took a deep breath. "You know I consider her as my sister too. Stop comparing our sister with that orphan bastard." He said, trying his best to not snap at Nathaniel for saying such things. Nathaniel's sister is three years younger then and he considers her as his sister for fuck's sake. He won't think of touching her or even thinking of her in that manner.