Puck From Sisters Grimm Novels & Stories

I need to find the hall, get a seat, and not run into anyone who wants to talk about the match. Should be pretty easy. I duck into the corridor near the east entrance, most people are already moving in the direction of the lecture hall. I push into the men's restroom, run cold water over my wrists then checking my arm. I had a welt where I'd been hit by the puck earlier. Gritting my teeth, I swallow the wave of frustration that builds up in my throat. Then I look at myself in the mirror, fixing my expression. Get it together, I tell myself. It's just a game.

My eyes focused on the game that was going on in front of me. The movement on the ice was smooth and very fast. It was hard to focus on the puck because one minute, you'd think it was on this player's stick, the next, it's on another player's. The second started to count down and the screams continued. Somehow, the goalie of the team was able to kick out the puck before it entered the net. “Yes.” I mumbled to myself. They were leading the rival team by two goals already. They still had thirty seconds left. Liam played into my view and my eyes focused on him as he played with the puck and in a few seconds, he passed it to Ethan and then there was another goal.

“I’ve got front-row tickets, and you’re attending with me.” ~~~~~ The arena was already packed by the time we arrived. Music blasted through the speakers while students, families, and hockey fans filled the stands, many dressed in jerseys bearing the team’s logo and their favorite player’s number. Mira grabbed my wrist before I could slow down. “Come on! We’re going to lose our seats.” “I still think this is a terrible idea,” I muttered, adjusting the baseball cap she had practically forced onto my head. “Oh, stop worrying.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re Caden Duke’s stepsister now. Act like it.”

“Do you guys always start conversations by throwing knives and sniffing strangers?” They both grin. “What are you then?” blue-eyes presses, circling me. “Why don’t you tell me what you are first?” I shoot back. “Bitchy,” one says. “Deadly,” the other winks. I raise a brow. “Not what I meant.” “We’re half,” blue-eyes says, finally stopping. “Wolf and witch.” “And you?” Her sister asks. I pause. They wait, they both have the same expressions on their faces.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Neither of them looked away first. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The puck dropped.

, the man in brown sleeve exclaimed. “the mother witch already transferred her power to her elder daughter”, uttered the man in black t-shirt. “it means, the younger sister is the Harpies”, exclaimed the fourth one. The enchanted beauty of the younger sister gradually turned into a mystical ugly human bird. She flew higher and started to produce a melody that made the four men became crazy. They were screaming. Their soul was tormented. “help”, shouted the man in blue coat. The elder sister came near to him and hold his neck. The witch grinned to the man and licked its face. She gradually picked his eye ball and eat it.

Sister Jasper's voice is calm and collected as she speaks to the other witches in the room. "You will never get the amulet or my powers," I say confidently. "My father will come for me." "And we will be ready when he comes," Sister Jasper says with a smirk spread across her face. Sister Jasper snaps to fingers at a large werewolf that is standing in the corner of the room. He steps to her side and she whispers something in his ear. The witches part and the werewolf lifts me gently from the cold metal table and carries me out of the room. The werewolf is silent as he carries me through the hallways of the Crescent Moon pack house.

“Your father enjoyed the feast you just provided him. He has cast his mark upon you. He has great plans for you while you’re in that body. You should be proud.” “What did you do to me?” Louella managed to gasp. “I have provided you with a powerful weapon to help you find your sister,” the witch replied without looking at her. “Your lawyers have certain fetishes. Your Derek fantasizes about drinking mother’s milk. You will be able to appease that fetish to get optimum assistance from him. It won’t last, so you must work quickly.” Louella sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the alter. “I’m confused.” She looked down at the nipple she’d squeezed and saw that it was still oozing mi

"Give me one good reason I shouldn't wake up Finn and ask for his help. I don't trust you." Blake smiles. "So it's true—one sister is the alpha of her pack, ruling alone and getting things done, while the other one is a useless coward," her lips part as she nods at Finn. "Sure, get your lover's help, confirm what everyone already knows—that you're not a real werewolf." My lips are ticking with rage, forming an angry lopsided smile. "How do I know you aren't lying?" Blake turns around, and another fairy hands her a tiny necklace before she throws it at my feet. The middle is embedded with a black pearl, symbolizing the shadowbringer blood running in my sister's veins. My father gifted it to h

At the Luna coronation ceremony, Alpha Lucas announced that he had sensed two mates. One was me. The other was my twin sister, Mia. So he proposed that the entire pack vote to choose the future Luna. He cast the first vote for Mia. My mother voted right after him. Also for Mia. When the votes were tallied, I had zero. But Lucas pulled me aside. "Nora, my darling, you're still my fated mate. "It's just that Mia's wolf is too weak. She needs the Luna title more than you do. "Don't make a scene tonight. Once Mia's stable, you'll still be my only bonded mate." I smiled coldly and shut down the mate bond. He and his pack weren't worth staying for anymore.