Killuas Sister Novels & Stories

“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,”

The jealousy that had been festering in my gut evaporated. I took in the appearance of Alpha Killian's sister. She was definitely around my age, 17 or 18, and looked so much like her brother. Her dark hair was long and her grey eyes stood out against her pale skin. She also happened to be much taller than me, and way more curvy. "He's your brother?" I trailed off incredulously. "Unfortunately. He's an asshole isn't he?" She sighed, frowning at my dirty clothes. "Yup," I said, popping the 'p'. "So, uh how long have I been in there?"

- On his way to the hospital, Mitchell received a call from a friend. "About the bullying accusations involving your sister—there seems to be more to the story. It's been years, and surveillance footage from back then is long gone. But we interviewed former students and staff from the school. Apparently, while your sister and Maggie didn't get along, no one recalls your sister ever bullying her. Most of them said your sister wasn't the type to do such a thing. It's a bit of luck, but someone in a neighboring building recorded a video. It's blurry, but it clearly shows your sister didn't push anyone. Maggie fell on her own." Mitchell cut the call short, slamming the brakes and pulling over to

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

She mused. My insides curled inside my body. Why would she punish him? What had he done to get here? To deserve her punishment? Neither of their faces betrayed anything as brother and sister entered a staring contest, ripe with years’ worth of hatred. I cut in. “So Killian is the one who told you about me and Siya?” I asked, hoping to cut some of the tension away from them. There was no doubt in my mind that they would go at each other’s throats in about three seconds. Brawl on the floor like two stray cats fighting over the bigger piece of food.

"Her words?" ‎Kendrick cleared his throat as his hand roved around the wheel. " 'I'm gonna kill him, I'll cut his throat down to his belly till there's nothing left of him. How can he treat me like this?. What older brother in the world does this to their own sister?, what's so wrong with hanging out with your friends after school?' She was yelling and banging on the door." ‎Wait... older brother?... sister? ‎They had a sister? ‎Kiean scoffed but it didn't reach his heart. "She really is a King."

she asked as anger ignited in her eyes again. "How did my stupid brother kill your innocent sister?" "Good boy" a proud smile appeared on her lips "He seduced her, made her visit him in a hotel room where he had sex with her and gave her HIV. He then bailed on her, she was returning home to us when she was involved in a car accident that took her life. Now am left without a sister. I'm going to end your life; so your brother will partake in my pain and misery before I come for him".

KAYDEN WOLF, WAS A COLOSSAL PAIN IN MY ASS! “Weird, 'cause you are known for courting limelight by nook or crook. I mean you wouldn’t have killed Samantha if you didn’t want all the attention to be on you.” He spat, and I found myself clenching my jaws so tight, fighting tooth and nail not to spill what was right on the tip of my tongue. “I did not kill my sister. The brakes of her car failed and she died in the accident. Deep down that rotten selfish heart of yours, you know it too.” I snarled with clenched teeth.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.