Living As The Tyrants Older Sister Novels & Stories

It was the day he was born. He saw Luna Morrigan soaked in mixture of sweat and tears, eyes lovingly gazed on the newly born Tyr, King Frey behind her also giving blissful look on the pup, and a young girl whom Zane saw the first time. ‘Your brother already loves you…’ Muffled and faint voices in Zane’s ears… Brother? He asked. Tyr hasn’t mentioned anything about having a sibling. But she resembles him a lot so Zane guessed she must be his older sister. So, where is she now? He hasn’t met her in Moon Stone yet and not even the royal family mentioned anything about her.

I sighed inwardly, no need for her to make promises we both know she can't fulfill, I have come to realize that my father is a tyrant and even my mum is not spared from him, I simply forced a smile and watched her leave the room, probably to have one of her usual fights with her husband. I turned and stared at my silent sister, she was looking at me with so much pity and worry in his eyes, yark!!! I hate pity, "Now, wipe that look off your face," I told her, frowning my displeasure, she said nothing, simply walked towards me and hugged me while I was still lying down, I felt touched, I felt she was the only one that cared about me in this world, "Hey, don't act weird, I'm not gonna die," I s

He was willing to murder his own sister just to frame Avery and seize total control of the Nixon legacy. The Enforcers closed in on Avery. “Miss, we require your cooperation. Princess Victoria is fighting for her life, and you are the only wolf on the mirrors. We must take you in.” Tyrone, his eyes watering as he gasped for air, tried to throw himself in front of her. “Who are these curs? Why do they hunt my daughter? Get back! I am the High Alpha!”

Malek swept away old leaves and trash and I got a fire glowing with materials Tyra had thrown in my back-pack. The fire threw shadowy movements on the walls of the cave. I pulled my arms around me, and tried to warm up. “You think she's still alive?” Malek sat down by me, and asked. "Tyra?" He nodded. "She's powerful", I said. “Smart as they are, however, she's way smarter. She is the one who can come out of that mess." “She reminds me of my sister,” he said softly. My real sister, before split us apart “

When Arielle and Tyron arrived at the house, they found the latter's mother and sister sitting on the sofa watching a movie. The two immediately frowned when they saw her. "Hi, Mom. Lucy. Arielle is back," Tyron said to his mother and sister, then turned to Arielle. "Arielle, they are my Mom, Cynthia, and my younger sister, Lucy." She didn't speak and just stared at the two women who sat comfortably on the sofa as if they owned the house.

"I'm sorry. For what he did tonight. Kidnapping you, all of it. That's not okay." "It's not the worst thing that's happened to me." The words came out before I could stop them. "That's a pretty low bar." "Welcome to my life." Tyler was quiet for a moment. Then: "Can I tell you something?" "Sure." "I had a sister. Emily. She was two years older than me." He pushed his fries around his plate. "She got into a relationship with this guy when she was nineteen. Real controlling type. Isolated her from friends, from family. We didn't realize how bad it was until it was too late."

I needed to calm my head before the lights go off in the dorm. I had been outside for only a few minutes when I felt someone's presence behind me. I turned and saw one of the girls standing, her legs apart, arms crossed and her posture imposing a baddie. She's Freya, Tyler's sister, I heard. She walks with Sera and the rest and most times, I see her act like the boss. “They say the pack falls into ruins if you die,” she said. She's got a sweet voice but the bully energy looks. “I actually think that's a lie”

Why would she abandon him if she was alive? At this time, Tyr was no longer the incredible Demigod he was known to be. He was just a child; a boy who was abandoned by his mother. When he saw his mother, there was only one thought that lingered in his mind. He wanted to catch up with her. He had to catch up with her. When Tyr rushed into the Temple, he found that all four zombies had leaped into the air as they leaped along the white satin drapes. Lydia had lifted the curtain of the sedan chair in the air and sat in the chair. She seemed to have forgotten who Tyr was. Oherwise, she wouldn’t have looked so distant as if she was staring at a stranger.

I toss his file aside and start looking through Tyler’s file. “Tyler has 7 siblings…” “Holy fuckballs! His parents trying to create their own damn pack or what?” I look up at him with wide eyes. “Tyler has 4 older sisters, a younger sister, and 2 younger brothers. 2 of the older sisters have found their mates and moved. The other 2 older sisters have their own beauty salon on the edge of town. The younger one is enrolled at the human college…” he kept rambling on but I had quit paying attention at the mention of the younger sister being at the same school. I immediately start flipping through the papers till I get to hers.

"Your Majesty, my daughter is banished, yes — but as we have come together to seek the truth, she has every right to stand here." To say Valeria's infinite smugness was fraying my nerves would be an understatement. She stood tall and proud in the center of the room, the traitorous bitch, basking in the moment like some wronged hero — while my Luna sat burning under the puzzled, weighing stares of the Elders. “Kill the bitch,” Tyr snarled in my skull. I'd have loved nothing more. But I couldn't. At least not yet. I reached for Zlata's hand, closed mine firmly around it, and leaned back in my chair, forcing my body into a looseness I did not feel.