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

Between her beauty and the power rolling off of her, it's frankly the last thing anyone would notice. Insecure, I glance at Roman to see where he's looking and find him walking toward me. I allow myself a moment of shame before I lean into his open arms and glance back up at who is, no doubt, my sister, the future queen of the Underworld. She's staring back at me with an emotion I can't quite figure out, but I hold her gaze; the power rolling off her doesn't bother me, but I can feel that she pulls it back. "Sister," she says; her voice is lower than mine, less delicate, but somehow still beautiful and, again, full of power, only confirming what I already know.

"ADAM!" I called my brother's name and he looked to my direction with his eyes widened. "S-sis? Sister-!" He was about to ran to where I am when the Queen stopped him by holding his garment. The Queen glared at me. "Let him go! Please!" I begged her. "So you're his sister? Pathetic." The Queen smirked and shifted her gaze on the soldiers. "Kill her!!!"

She walked toward the Triad like she was strolling through a garden party, not a warzone, her royal pheromones flooding the air so thick I could practically taste her arrogance. "Look at her," my sister cooed, her silver eyes scanning me with that pitying disgust I'd grown up memorizing. "She's dirty, broken, and leaking dark magic. I am the true Queen. Kneel to me, and I'll let you keep your heads." I waited for the panic. For the familiar cold dread that always followed her appearances. But something had shifted inside me, something ancient and hungry that didn't give a single fuck about my sister's bloodline.

Warren Sutton was a brilliant lawyer, famous for his success and for keeping everyone at a distance when it came to personal relationships. Rose Chapman, the heiress of the Chapman family, had swallowed her pride and gotten down on her knees to beg him to marry her. She had promised that she was willing to stand behind him and his career forever. She said that she respected his choice in focusing on his career. She would wait until he was ready to make their relationship public as she stood behind him, however long it took. She even said she would make him the most successful man in the world, and he would love her and only her, for the rest of his life. They had been married for fiv

My mother gasped as the woman's gaze locked with mine. "No," my mother whispered. "Who is that?" I asked. My mother grabbed my arm tightly. "Aria..." The woman smiled. "I wondered when you would finally meet me." The Shadow King's face had turned pale. "It's her." "Who?" "The Queen of the First Bloodline," he whispered. The woman looked at me. "Your sister" My heart stopped beating. "I don't have a sister." "Oh yes you do," she said with a wider smile. "You were never told."

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

“Well, no more.” Her hands clenched at her sides. “She’s your sister. I left her. I abandoned her. You were supposed to make that right!” “No,” I said firmly. “You left her. Not me. Don’t put that burden on my shoulders. I’ve done enough. Now it’s my turn to choose me.” Silence stretched between us, heavy and suffocating. “You’re not thinking straight,” she whispered, voice trembling. “This place… these people…” “This place is the only place I’ve ever felt like I could matter,” I said. “And I will matter. I’m going to be the queen, Mom. That’s my plan now.”

Queen remarked acting like she wasn't talking about me. "I know right? Where else did she get all the expensive stuffs she's never been able to even touch before?" Zainab replied. "Some people can be so pretentious" Queen said again. "Is that not how her sister gets all she has and keeps acting like she's one big girl? That girl doesn't even have shame. Was she not supposed to be part of Senior Tara's graduating set if she didn't drop out?" Zainab reminded. "Yes na! The sister is already following her footsteps, she'll drop out soon too then the last born will follow. Family of runs babes!" Queen badmouthed.

“I wish to get rid of you, so why are you acting stubborn?” “Ra…” Aspen swallowed while her unbelieving eyes tried to make sense of her sister’s strange appearance. “Raven? Wh-what-?” “Oh no, dear.” Her sister’s eyes met hers, and something deadly knotted in Aspen’s soul. “I am not your precious little sister.” She grinned. “I am the one and only Lycan Queen of this land, and I have come to take back my throne.”

A woman in her early 20s approached them with a huge smile. “Finally.” George sighed. His sister. Queen recognized her immediately. She had seen photographs before, but meeting her in person was different. “George,” his sister said, “you said she was coming.” “I said she might.” “You said she was coming.” “I changed my mind.” “You're terrible at lying.” Then she turned to Queen. “You must be Queen.” Queen smiled. “I am.” His sister immediately hugged her. George closed his eyes briefly. “Please don't frighten her.” “I'm not frightening her.” She pulled back and looked Queen over.