Sister Friede Weakness Novels & Stories

Her emotions started to stir and her tears brimming her eyes, she wiped her tears discreetly. "And then?" Frey listened with full interest. "What does your sister looks like?" She asked. "She... She looks like my father with the eyes of my mother. She has curly brown hair that once set loose from her ribbons it did not just dance along with the wind but bounce with it. Just like me, she's pampered and does not go out often that's because of her frail health that's why most of the time she is with my mother. She could catch a cold easily, but despite her weak body she loves to play and run around." Morrigan bit her lower lip, thinking of the untimely death of her sister. She was taken away fr

Frejas happiness! "Soleil !" I shake her limp body lightly. "Soleil, wake up !" My sister's eyelids tremble, then she sits up with a gasp. "Shit !" Soleil shakes her head and moans. "I have used all my seiðr”. “Do you have the strength to open your mind ? I'll cover you in the meantime”.

Axel asked, rushing towards her. "Don't worry, she's fine." Freya said. "She's alive. Just weak." "Weak?" Axel frowned. "I know shifters are meant to be strong and all that," Freya commented. "But if I drew power from the moon to heal someone, I would die. Diana was strong enough to do it, and we should be thankful the only thing she feels is weakness." "What now?" Asher asked from the bed. "She needs to rest. And so do you."

Like something I wanted to worship and degrade at the same time. Gretta had just pressed that one point-that one weakness of mine-to make me lose control. I haven't given up for over five years. Five years down the drain because of the same fucking woman who would be my future sister-in-law, if it came to that. I might as well have spouted Shakespeare at her from under her window.

She bit her lower lip and waited for Anna and Frost to react. "Why are you lying?" Anna raised an eyebrow, turning around to leave, "I'll get some servants to heat you something to eat, Frost, you come with me." She said in her gentle, yet commanding tone. "Yes, little sister." Frost added with a smirk. Myan knew that the beauty was a resemblance they shared but she did not expect that the lord had siblings. "Why do you care if I have something to eat?" She wanted to eat but she despised how vulnerable she was becoming to her abductors.

“That’s... that’s dark. I don’t want to hurt anyone, even her.” Freya grabbed my shoulders, her eyes fierce. “Big sis, stop crying and listen to me,” she said, her voice firm. “You’ve been through enough. Wash yourself up. We’re going to see my witch friend, and we’re gonna fix this.”

Freya couldn't find her voice to speak, she wanted to blurt out everything that Leonard did to her last night, she wanted to tell her uncle and aunt but wasn't able to as her throat felt extremely conjugated, Sofia cooed at her caressing her head and calling the doctor. Ajax as well entered Freya's room to check her, after hearing his wife's concerned voice he knew it wasn't a mild sickness and indeed after seeing her writhing form he felt terribly bad as well. Freya might be skinny but she was healthier inside, she never got sick easily and especially this much.

Her younger sister was already there. Sophie. 18. Sweet, innocent, and completely terrified. She had the same long brown hair as Freya but softer features and a more delicate body, perky C-cup breasts, narrow waist, and a round, untouched ass. She was still in her light blue pajamas, barefoot, hands tied loosely in front of her. “Freya?!” Sophie’s voice cracked with fear. “What the hell is going on? These men dragged me from my apartment. Please tell me what’s happening!”