Oliver Queen Sister Novels & Stories

Everyone gathered around, always impressed by Concubine Su attitude and bearing, find her words reasonable and plausible, and their behaviour once again swings. This time in disfavour of the Queen. They looked at each other while murmuring to one another if there is some truth to the rumors about the Queen. Standing off in the corners, the Queen’s sisters smirks to each other, enjoying the brunette burning under the displeasure of the noble ladies. They do no believe their sister deserve to be Queen, such power shouldn’t go to one of such low birth. The Queen’s mother might believe she has hidden the truth of her origin well, but they all know where she came from.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

She had ruined the mood with her jail talk but she was willing to make them forget all about it. "Why would you think that I did anything?' Oliver murmured in a dangerously low voice as he turned to face them. His back had been to them this entire time. "Because you look like the only person here who could have been responsible for riling her up." "And you are correct," Arietta said, nodding. "Unlike your brother, you have a great personality and even greater judgment," she added. "And you are very smart," Lila said with a smile. "Now that I know that Oliver has a sister, I guess there might be a few questions that I would love to ask," Arietta said, going to hold her by the arm.

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.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

Oliver’s voice pulled him out of depressing thoughts and he looked at him, seeing the genuine shock in his beautiful gray eyes and Xavier was tempted to tell him how beautiful his eyes were like he did Nana last night but he was able to stop himself. “I asked do you have a sister,” he repeated, his tone slightly irritated. “Of course not.” Oliver replied. “I have a brother, no sister.” “I see,” Xavier replied and he doesn’t know if he should be happy or side with that piece of information. If Oliver doesn’t have a sister, it means he wasn’t kissing two siblings but then, why are they so alike? Why do they look so similar and almost acts the same? His thoughts were raging and it wasn’t someth

"My father told me that on the day of the battle after the death of the late King, the werewolves brought out his pregnant Queen and forced her to kneel in front of the palace. They wanted to kill her. My father was once the late King's beta and friend, so it didn't sit well with him. Things had gone bad, but he wasn't willing to allow the King's lineage to end. The King had already lost his firstborn. A child he had with a woman called Olive. Rumours were that they might have been fated, but she was a werewolf. For the late King to succeed his father as King, she pleaded with him to let her remain his mistress so he could be King. That was why he married the sister of the Snow King. Olive d

The look in their eyes— I understood it quite well. “So who is this sister of yours? According to what I know, only an extremely wealthy person can afford a white wolfsbane. Your sister must have offended someone so relevant in the society.” “My sister was a former Luna queen. She was the third wife of Lycan king, Dane.”

Jessica added. "And if you are wondering who my friend sister is, She is your forever worst nightmare. Her name is Queen. She used to be my brother's girlfriend before he got betrothed." "My brother is already betrothed, so stay away from him slut." She growled and walked out, slamming the door shut.