Killuas Sister Novels & Stories

I looked up, meeting her gaze. "What?" Her lips curved into a smirk. "What the hell are you talking about?" "I killed my sister. Do I need to explain it?!" she yelled loudly. I remained silent. The woman in front of me wasn't Eliana, and that explained her cruel behavior. "A-Aliana?" She jumped excitedly, clapping her hands. "Bingo." "I killed my sister, Eliana, and I ran her over with my truck." I was filled with anger. "You bitch!"

I exhaled deeply and the next thing I heard was Kaitlyn whimpering beside me. “Is this really you?!” She muttered turning to me, I turned to face her and nodded slowly. “It’s me Kait, it’s me your Hillary,” I said to her, she pushed her chair backwards immediately as she got up to her feet and stumbled backwards. “No, no ,” she muttered continuously as her whimpering turned to sobbing. “I tried to kill my own sister, what does that make me? I was so blinded by my rage I couldn’t even feel any connection,”

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!

“Yeah, she killed someone and Miss Quinn is currently helping her clean up the mess.” “Fuck,” He grumbled. “Clean it up and get her to her unit. Make sure that she won’t be able to leave the residence.” “Yes, sir.” She sat up upon realizing that she heard half of it. “Your sister killed someone?” She asked. “Uh, she did. One of the lurkers who was spying on your unit.” She froze. “But, hey. She just has some attitude.” He crawled to her and kissed her forehead. “You are safe.”

Her family would also be there, as well as her brother, Lucifer Esemond. Lucifer loved her so much that he always gave in to his little sister's every whim. Her brother could definitely get rid of that one obstacle that plagued her. "I'll tell my brother to get rid of her. As far as possible. Kill her if necessary." ***** Kiara went back to work as usual. Ignoring all the snide glances and murmurs about her, she cooked, scrubbed the floors and did the laundry from the sun up. There was just too much to be done ahead of the party.

I ask wanting to skip over the subject of my sister. I didn’t have a problem with Killian touching or speaking with my sister because she didn’t look at him the same way she looked at Jamerson. She had a crush on him, Killian was more of an annoying brother. Plus, Killian wouldn’t touch her, she was too innocent. He knew his place.

she said. I took her to their home and I went home. Tomorrow.. I picked her up again and we went in together. "Sister Hershey, hurry up!!! Borther Harrish is here. He's waiting for you!" Prince Said, Hershey's younger brother. Brother Mac is not here. Only Prince and her mom were with her. Then her step sister is the eldest girl. "Yes! Just a moment!!!" she answered. "Lil sis, you're going to die!!" Ate Kaycee said it. They are really cute siblings. I couldn't stop smiling at that.

Max mutters, but he scoots closer too, pressing his head against my cheek so he can fit into the frame. I hit the video call button. The screen flips to my little sister’s face: black wavy hair piled into a lazy bun, red lipstick, oversized T-shirt. Behind her I catch a glimpse of the living room back home in Medellín: gray sofa, big plant, and something moving in the corner of the frame… oh, Mamá. “¡Mis amores!” Fiona’s voice jumps an octave the moment she sees Max and Issa. “MIRA, GEMELITOS!”

I yell in anguish. “I am sorry, I never met her, but I love her anyways." “You've never met Lila? How come? Didn't you grow up with her?" I mumble. “Lila? Wow! She had the same name as my sister that you killed." She responds. “Yeah, it's the same Lila, our sister," I inform her.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”