Living As The Tyrants Older Sister นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I’d seen some Shadows before around the pack and they were all equally scary. “Thank you. My sister is actually Luna Tyra Sparks of White Falls, and we were raised at Blood Claw so I know a lot about assimilating from pack life to the Shadows. We are currently recruiting so if any of you might be interested we have open tryouts for everyone, male and female, any sort of creature. My mate is actually the daughter of our demon councilor,” he said, smiling. Tyra’s brother? Oh goddess they do look similar! I wonder if he is as full of himself as his sister… I wanted to snicker at the thought. But this male was hardly someone you could laugh at, he had the aura of a fighter and someone who comman

Way worse. I’d seen how his men treated us already. If this is how the soldiers acted, kicking girls around and calling us bitches and sluts, then their king had to be ten times meaner. Rumors said he was immortal and nothing under the sun could kill him. What chance did I have against that? At least with a regular alpha there was a tiny sliver, maybe one percent, that I could fight back, maybe even kill him in his sleep if I got lucky. But the king? No. I’d rather take my chances with one of his hunters than end up alone in a room with that monster.

When we were face to face, so close that our noses were nearly touching, I heard Tyler say from his seat at the table, “Oh fuck, shit’s about to get real now, boys.” I looked my sister directly in the eyes, and I couldn’t see the loving, caring person anymore. I only saw a power-hungry girl, trying to prove she was woman enough to lead, even if it meant killing innocent people.

she said. She took off her shirt as she felt a primal kind of heat, heating her up from the insides. She pressed play again. "Tyr," Daine said. "Go next." Tyr was Richard's father. "No, let the boy talk to his sister, I can come after that," he said. Dreykov screamed from behind the scene and then there was a slapping sound Dreykov yelled. "Mom?" He said. "That is for being stupid," she said.

"My name is Emily. I'm, I'm Tyler's sister. I need to talk to you. Please. It's important." Tyler's sister. I didn't even know he had a sister. I opened the door but kept the chain on. "What do you want?" "To warn you. Tyler's planning something. I don't know what. But he's been, he's been obsessed. With you. With getting back at you. And I think, I think you're in danger." "Why are you telling me this?"

Maya stifled a groan, rubbing her forehead. " All of you, get out!" She ordered. They Immediately rushed out of the room, picking up the fallen maid from the floor. " Claire, Olivia. Stay." Maya began heaving, her body trembling underneath her dress. She had started to get flashbacks of her torturous past at the Gegoria palace. She closed her eyes tight to shut put the memories. When she finally had a semblance of control, she stared at the worried faces of her handmaids. She whirled around, facing the mirror.

I replied. Both Zuleika and Maliya looked ready to argue, their disapproval clear in the way their brows furrowed and their lips pulled down in a frown. But I quickly amended before they could nag my ears off, “But I will try. Okay? Especially now that my children are in a dire situation.” Zuleika stared at me sternly. “You better.” For a moment, a certain warmth washed over me. I may have lost my sister so early, but I somehow found two in the form of beautiful and great witches who had stuck with me through thick and thin.

“Before the expensive suits and that comfortable chair, who were you? A small manager with barely enough salary to survive.” He fell silent. “I paid for your education. I covered your debts. I stood behind you when everyone laughed at you,” my voice broke. “Even your own family doubted you. I was the only one who believed you’d make your dreams come true. And now you insult me? Insult my child?” The door burst open. “Wow,” a sweet but venomous voice said. “What kind of drama is this?” Olivia. My younger sister. She walked in carrying a designer bag, lips curled into a mocking smile. Olivia looked perfectly healthy.

Grandpa nodded in agreement beside him. “But if this gets back to Denara…” I trailed off, heart sinking. “It would hurt her.” That’s when a voice cut through the noise like a blade. “Can you stop gossiping?” a woman snapped. “Don’t you have anything better to do? Or do you want the Alpha to leave his Luna and take you instead?” Heads turned. “Serena?” Tyris asked, surprised. “Who is she?” Grandpa and I asked at once. “Eva’s elder sister,” Tyris replied. “I didn’t even know she was in the packhouse.”

"Tyler, don’t you know it is a taboo to get married to your brother’s ex-wife? It is an unspeakable disgrace to our family's reputation!" "A taboo?" Tyler asked, his deep voice dripping with a freezing, dark sarcasm that echoed off the glass walls. His jaw clenched as he took a step forward, his towering frame casting a dark, dominant shadow over the entire Vane family. "Why don’t you tell your son that it is a taboo for him to marry his ex-wife's younger sister? A younger sister, Evelyn. A blood sister." The words hit the terrace like a devastating explosion. Evelyn’s breath caught in her throat, her face instantly turning a ghostly, pale color as she stared at Lydia, whose polite smile fin