Sister In Arms Meaning Novels & Stories

His biceps were on display, and his strong arms were my kryptonite. I immediately glanced away, looking at the floor while I munch my apple fruit. Once I finished it, I turn around to meet my sister, my heart almost gushed out. Her arm was folded to her chest ready to latch at me. MATE, I knew that was what it feels like, the foreign urge to jump at him.

In one motion, he snatched my sister up and slung her over his shoulder, as if she weighed nothing. “N-no! Where are you taking my sister?” I scrambled, arms wrapping tight around his leg, desperate to stop him from taking a step. However, his other boot swung out, connecting hard with my ribs, and suddenly I was on the ground again, choking on air, pain spreading sharp and hot across my chest. “Rosentine!” my sister shouted, voice cracked as she fought against the bad guy, twisting and reaching, but there was nothing I could do except curl in on myself, my hand stretching out helplessly after she was taken away.

It was because of this email that I learned about all the struggles my family had gone through over the past year. [Back then, we always said you were the strong one and that you could handle anything. Daphne was delicate; she needed looking after. So we gave her everything. We gave her all our attention and money, forgetting that you were our child too. We forgot that you also needed to be loved, and to be supported. [You must’ve felt so heartbroken on that day you saw your sister’s post. I’m only now starting to understand. It took me this long. And now it’s too late.

She couldn’t kill me… But why did she need me alive? "My brother wouldn’t approve," Armia pouts. "I don’t understand why, but he has taken quite a liking to you." ‘Mateo?’ Anika’s sleepy voice appears in my head, helping me put the pieces of the puzzle together. ‘I feel him… But it doesn’t quite feel like him.’ ‘It isn’t him,’ I hiss. ‘It seems that he has a sister, and she is just as insane and deadly as him.’ ‘Sister?’ Anika repeats. ‘Everly?’

“I think it would be helpful if we start with my father telling you why he and your father have such animosity between them. I think it will help you to better understand why my father expressed so much anger when you called.” “Alright,” I say, turning my attention to Ramin. Arman sits back, letting his father take the lead. Ramin sighs heavily, then scrubs his hands over his face before sitting forward. “My sister was beautiful, just like you. She was the pack’s darling, but she never let that stop her from becoming a strong and powerful warrior. If anything, the pack adored her more because she didn’t expect their admiration, she earned it. She was so good, she earned a spot at the Warrior

Sienna: I had my arm wrapped around myself as I walked inside, trying to ignore the pain and trying to shake the frightening sight that I saw in front of me. Even the idea of seeing a man's body like that was one that I did not expect. He is and was an enemy, but he lost his life saving them, my sister and the woman that I believed to be against me.