Sister I'm The Queen In This Life Novels & Stories

I said. “Oh my…. Should I feel threatened?” she said with a feigned wince. “Maybe I shouldn’t address you as queen. Maybe I should forgo the formality and just call you sister. That’s what you’ll be when you marry my brother the king.” Her laughter filled the air. “That’s right, sweetie. I’m a shape shifting Mannador who just so happens to not mind going underground. It’s come in handy on so many occasions.”

“Which one am I sleeping with this week?” I fought a grin. “Apparently your pick of half the kingdom, my sister, and did you know we belong to a swingers club?” He grunted. “Ambitious.” Cindy crossed her arms. “Focus. She needs a new public appearance. A calm, saintly Queen moment to remind everyone she’s not the spawn of a demon wolf. “

Just then, the front door of our house opened. Sam rushed to greet her. Sophia walked in wearing designer clothes that cost more than my parents' annual salary. "I've been waiting so long! Come in, come in!" Sam helped her with her enormous Louis Vuitton travel bag. "I've missed you so much! If only you hadn't left our territory—you're my real sister and should have been living with us all along!" Mother grabbed her perfectly manicured hand. "Exactly! I've been looking for you forever. You're my biological daughter. In my heart, no one compares to you!"

“Hurry… hurry up and come in… sniff…” Ethan propped himself up on his arms, his features as beautiful as a painting, his gaze tender and affectionate—a stark contrast to the ferocity below, where he was sweetly tormenting and teasing her flower. He seemed to be restraining his urge to thrust inside, his sexy Adam’s apple contracting repeatedly. “Sarah… call me ‘Brother.’ Call me ‘Brother’ and I’ll go inside…”

She continued as she circled around my sister, "The blue flame is so powerful and so rare that I'm willing to do anything for our clan to get it." "I... don't understand." She then smirked as she pulled up her silk sleeves revealing a thin cord connecting her lifeline with my sister's heart, the fairy queen explained, "My life is now connected to your sister's- she's our last shot. Killing me would also kill your sister and if she dies, I die with her- either way, you probably guessed it already. I am too sickly and I'm going to die anyway. This is my last duty as queen."

“She may not be her.” “No, Liam, no. Quinn is nothing but bastard proof of my father’s affairs. She was born of a whore. Trash, their whole family is trash. My King, you love me, and you know I love you,” the Queen begs her husband. “Don't let this boy meet Quinn.” “You are a Queen yourself, why stop your own half-sister from being what she has been called to be by the goddesses?” I ask, only to have the Queen launch at me.

“I failed my class on mind-reading.” I hear Majandra chuckle through the mind-link and the woman in front of me is looking pissed. There are four other women in the living room and I inform Majandra about their presence. “Everyone is in position. At the first sign of trouble, they will step in.” Majandra responds. “Tammy was going to be the next Queen. Not some deaf lowlife who will never amount to anything around here.” The woman answers my question. I ask them for their names, because I refuse to keep referring to them as woman or women. Majandra explains that the one standing in front of me is Tammy’s Sister and has been as disrespectful of our Queen as Tammy herself.

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.

Airel explains, while staring at my reaction. "... I'm sorry did I hear that correctly? Sister? Me? How?" I ask in confuison. THere was a lot going on with her introduction that I choose to ignore it and only focus on the part I can understand. "Yes, the Queen of our kingdom is your sister... older sister to be exact." I'm sorry... but I think this is just a dream. How are we having this kind of conversation?? NO.. calm down. Let's process all of this later.

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.