Sister Krone The Promised Neverland Novels & Stories

Do I have to die? [Mitchell, am I never going home again?] Mitchell's hands trembled violently, his face drained of all color. His shoulders shook as he finally broke down, his cries echoing through the room. "Nora… What the hell did I do? What have I done to my sister?" - On his way to the hospital, Mitchell received a call from a friend.

“No matter what happens, we’ll always look out for each other. Even if we have to marry stuffy princes or boring dukes, we’ll stick together, right?” Klarisse’s playful demeanor turned serious. She reached out and took her sister’s hand, their identical features reflecting the same determination. “Promise,” she said firmly. “No matter what, we’ll always be there for each other.” --- Klarisse blinked, the memory fading as she returned to the present. Her hand instinctively moved to the delicate gold necklace she wore—the one Klara had given her on their sixteenth birthday, a twin to the one Klara had kept.

“My name is Theo and this is Davina. We are seeking the Dupont magic woman.” “I am Freya. I have been expecting you.” She looked directly at Davina. “We have much to do if you are to change what has occurred here.” “I feel a little overwhelmed,” Davina admitted. “Is it all like that outside these walls?” “It is.” “They eat each other?” she squeaked. “The food source has been altered due to the devastation to the planet.” “How could my sister do all of this? I just don’t understand.”

The man’s shoulders dropped, just a fraction, as if he had been holding himself upright with the word alone. “Did it try?” he asked. She held his gaze. “It listened.” The man nodded slowly. As if repeating the word might teach it how to stay standing. Then he stepped back into the crowd, already dissolving into other worries, other hungers. They walked on. At the gate, a guard shifted aside to let them pass. He hesitated, then spoke without lifting his eyes. “My sister is in the south.” Alina stopped again. “I know.” “She heard you came.”

“Pompeii Fairyland? Am I someone from Pompeii Fairyland? “Where is Pompeii? Where is it?” “I’m not Lanette Glen. I’m not Lanette Glen. I am... I am a sister?” “Yes, yes, yes. I’m a sister. Hahaha. I’m the sister. No, no. I’m not a sister. I am... a mother. Yes, yes, yes. I’m a mother. I’m my babe’s mother...” After saying that, the Crazy Crone froze as if someone had pressed the pause button on her. After a while, she cried her heart out.

I started, my voice loud enough for everyone pause and look at me confused. Before I could utter another word, Calanthe beat me to it. “My sister, Naidira and I would like to inform everyone of something important.” Alpha Orion looked confused. Just like everyone else. “What's going on?” I raised a brow, chest heaving silently. What did she want to say? Her fingers dropped to her stomach and her next words were soft. “I'm with child for the Alpha.” My blood ran dry as gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd.

I was the sister she had never had. I was the one who once saved her from doom. When the Crystal clique came challenging her. They tried to drown her in a pool of water because Zeeb rejected their queen. I showed up and spit in their faces for daring to hurt Zeeb’s sister. No one comes close to Heather! I reported to Zeeb afterwards, and they were all dealt with. Never after that did Heather forget me. We stuck together like twins, looking out for each other.

“His name is Kole. We work for the same person.” “Who do you work for?” I asked. “I don’t know exactly,” Ronan replied. “She calls herself The Sister. We’ve only spoken via Mindlink, never in person. All I know is that she really wants you, Nina. And she threatened my family; she said that if I don’t bring you to her by the end of the year, she’s gonna kill my little sister.” My eyes widened. I released Ronan’s face, instantly thinking of my own younger brother, Taylor. If anyone tried to hurt him, then I would do whatever it would take to protect him.

The glow that was just coming out of her eyes was now oozing out of every pore making her look like a purple goddess. The girl kept staring at the ceiling for a while before the phone started ringing and everything returned to normal as if nothing happened. ~DESTINY LAND~ “Sister, did you see that? Scarlet was all purple. Does that mean…!” Choice looked at her sister hoping for the answer she was having difficulty finding out right now. Destiny just nodded announcing, “RAGNARA…I hope that doesn’t mess up anything. Things aren’t going to get smoother in the coming future, Choice.” Both the sisters watched Scarlet sleep soundly after having the phonic conversation, while Destiny was the one wh

she added afterward. "I'm sure he would," I commented as I finished her look with a pink blush on her cheeks. "You really are the best, sis! Thank you for doing this for me." I smiled widely upon hearing her praise. My younger half-sister, Maddie, had a huge crush on Jarl Kristoff, the crown alpha of Ironflame Pack, despite having only heard about him through stories circulating on the continent. Ironflame was the largest and most powerful pack in the Northern continent, and our pack, Shadowmoon, was one of its vassals.