Novel & Cerita Sister I'm The Queen In This Life

He's going crazy, he's risking the future of Wysteria! I quickly ran towards the venue and saw that there were a few guests talking. They are looking at the same place which I think is the source of the trouble. "You told me that you're going to marry me. Is that all a lie? You just made me hope?" I heard my sister cry. "Is it because of that queen?" "Be careful how you speak about me, peasant," I heard the queen promise, so I quickly approached the group and saw my sister there crying. Her clothes are beautiful but that beauty is lost because of what is happening.

They nodded and looked at each other, telepathic and ready to murder my dear friend. "How come you are together with my sister?" Camélia furrowed her eyebrows. "Is it wrong for me to say that I found my Queen?" I asked with a challenging tone. "My sister isn't a noble, how is she going to be a queen?" I can see that she was worried about her, which is normal. My girl is lucky to have trustworthy people standing beside her. "Commander, mind your own business and let the alcohol go through your veins." I sighed and took a bottle of alcohol behind the drawer.

I say as I lean over and lay my hand on his leg to get his attention. "I don't want to worry you with my problems, ma'am," he says with a little frown on his lips. "First off, my name is Natalia," I say with a little laugh. "And secondly, your problems are my problems if I am meant to be your Queen. So spill." "Well," he takes a deep breath and looks at me with his sad chocolate eyes. "I have a sister and it is her birthday. Her eighteenth birthday."

Everyone's cheers became louder as Lucien introduced me as their Queen. Everyone was chanting Long live the Queen as they applauded. "Tonight, you will become fully mine," Lucien whispered in my ear, causing my cheeks to redden. Claire was the first one to me, hugging me tightly. "I can't believe my Little Sister is the Queen. Can you believe that you are the boss of me now," Claire said, causing me to laugh. "You will always be my big sister," I replied as I hugged her back. After that, everyone else hugged and congratulated me on becoming Queen.

Fiona Sullivan, my biological older sister, ships me abroad to Ashberia. Three years pass, and we end up running into each other at the airport. Conflict had broken out in the impoverished neighborhood of Ashberia where Fiona had abandoned me, and I was severely injured while protecting a few of the children. I've now returned to the country for treatment. Meanwhile, she's here to take Zach Sullivan, her adopted brother, on a trip around the world. Our eyes meet. When she sees my injuries, she remarks in her usual disappointed tone, "I warned you, didn't I? I told you how dangerous it was out there. No one besides me is ever going to protect you, so you should stop causing so much trouble

My mom was a computer genius with a PhD who works in Silicon Valley. Shortly after I was born, she created an AI robot sister modeled after me. Mom said my AI robot sister was equipped with the world's most accurate child behavior evaluation system. The moment I made a mistake, it would detect it. From then on, my AI robot sister became the judge of my life. Whenever she issued a warning, even when I had done nothing wrong, all I received was punishment. I tried to defend myself before. But Mom said the robot she built with her own hands could never make a mistake, and she became even more convinced that I was an inferior child. On my birthday, Mom took my sister and me to participate in an

“This is my sister,” I say, interceding in the conversation and refusing to let them have an intimate moment alone. “Callista de Silva.” “Callista,” the Duke says slowly, turning the name around in his mouth as if tasting it. Then, he reaches for Calli’s hand and raises it as he bows low, pressing his lips against her knuckles and letting them linger for a moment longer than I’d like. “The Queen’s sister,” he says, his eyes flicking to me before returning to her as he stands. “One dark, one fair, but each…a remarkable beauty. What treasures your kingdom does have.”

Then the overwhelming realization had hit that I was Queen. Amber Crystabel Moon, Queen of the Realm. It had taken a second more to settle and once it did, a part of me simply owned it. Owned the fact that I was the Queen, not the stares of disappointment, not the open contempt I encountered as I did the obligatory rounds of engaging with people, trying not to let my anger boil over at Axel and the fact that the woman — apparently Ian’s sister — was still here. Beside him. Talking to him. And even more infuriating was the fact that his eyes were transfixed on me.

"I am my Queen" Dorian looked to the other side of the room and saw her brother. "Brother. Good morning" "Morning little sister. Adrian said to her " Who are they," the Queen asked referring to Jarvis, Aquila, and Nasacia. "This is Jarvis my handmaiden and her sisters" "I was wondering if they could come with us," Dorian said. "Can you trust them?" The Queen asked. "I trust them with my life your grace" Dorian replied "very well then as long as you trust them," Queen Aries said with a smile on her face

We shared the closest bond life had to offer. "Cara, do you think mother would be proud of you for this?" I had to point out, sniffing at the demon my sister had become. "I don't care about what she thinks, especially not now." She rolled her eyes and creased her arms across her chest, ignoring the memories we had shared since life had begun. "You are letting all of this happen, over a man?" I shook my head pitifully at my sister. She seemed to have lost the person she was all because of someone who was probably resting in bed at the moment