Novel & Cerita Killuas Sister

,I'm pissed she came straight to my mate's hospital room. "she made it to Kat's room and if I wasn't here she could of killed my mate like she did before. Lisa killed her own sister and she will stop at nothing to kill Kat ",my men stare at Kat with worry. Most look shocked I said out loud that Lisa killed her own sister and our previous Luna.

"No, my sister got the brains. I've got other specialties." Killian didn't bat an eye, but he didn't ask what those specialties were either. Candi didn't like it when her sexual enticement skills didn't work and went into a full-blown pout. Unfortunately, it was short lived. "So, are you friends with Lenny Brower?" she asked in her sweet but bitchy voice. "I'm friends with all my teammates." Killian glanced my way, gave my hand a small squeeze under the table, and turned back to my sister.

Chapter 333 A SUV came out of nowhere and stopped directly in front of them. They held their guns up automatically, ready for whatever. The door slid open and two women stepped out. “Who the fuck are they?” Perlina said, confused. Their brother's truck pulled up right behind them, with the Junior hopped out with his gun raised at the SUV as he walked over to Eula ready to get her in his truck. “Karla is that you?” Thomas asked in shock. Karla looked at him as he stepped up and smiled. “Brother, long time no see.” Karla said as she ran to her brother. “BROTHER!” “SINCE WHEN YOU HAD A SISTER!” The sisters all said at once.

“No, my sister got the brains. I’ve got other specialties.” Killian didn’t bat an eye, but he didn’t ask what those specialties were either. Candi didn’t like it when her sexual enticement skills didn’t work and went into a full-blown pout. Unfortunately, it was short lived. “So, are you friends with Lenny Brower?” she asked in her sweet but bitchy voice. “I’m friends with all my teammates.” Killian glanced my way, gave my hand a small squeeze under the table, and turned back to my sister.

My sister, Kelly Sutton, was totally lovestruck. The night her longtime crush finally said yes, she begged me not to tell our parents about their date. She stayed out all night, and I covered for her. Kelly was so happy, I couldn't help being happy for her. Three months later, she jumped off the roof of our apartment building. Dad had a heart attack and died on the spot. Mom never smiled again. Eventually, she ended up in a psychiatric hospital. More than a decade later, after I became a cop, I dug up an old case that made my blood run cold. Kelly's crush, Calvin Tilley, was a psychopath who used love as bait to deliberately spread HIV, destroying young women's lives. That was why my

"Well, yes. You're going to dissect me in bits. I've seen you fight." "You just took down six men Bambi, I think you'll be fine." "I don't know..." "Maya, you're training with him," Killian joined the conversation. "My bet is on you so please, whoop his ass for me, okay?" "What did he do?" I chuckled. "For one, he took my sister." "Aww, you miss her," I smiled. "Alright, no more dilly dallying. Come show me what you're made of baby."

And if I was honest with myself, there was a twisted satisfaction in seeing her fall apart. Lila shoved me hard, her tears vanishing into rage. “I knew it. You’ve always been a bitch. But I never thought you’d be this heartless! I’m your sister!” “Step-sister,” I corrected, my tone icy. Her face darkened. “You—”

"You hit me?" I let out a cold, mocking smile and said nothing. I raised my hand again. Before it could fall, someone grabbed my wrist. Lillian's face was cold and tense. "Silas, you've gone too far. You skipped our wedding and made me a laughingstock. And now you're hitting your own sister?" I looked at the woman I had grown up with. My chest tightened. I was about to explain myself–when Liam suddenly dropped to his knees in front of me.

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.

, I answered casually. “Katrina is with me”, she revealed, her tone instantly quiet but as loud as bomb in my ears. “And you didn't think to mention it? How long has she been with you?”, I questioned, angry veins popping out of my neck as I sprang to my feet. “This is exactly why I didn't say anything Lucas”, she insisted. “She fucking killed my sister”, I yelled angrily, trying to contain the rush flowing through my veins and prevent it from exploding. “Your sister is alive”, she yelled back, breathing heavily while my tongue remained stuck to their roots, unable to utter another word.