روايات وقصص ضمن Sister Krone The Promised Neverland

"Your brother?" "Mmhmm." Brie examined her nails—perfectly manicured, blood red. "Killian. The stick-in-the-mud Alpha with the hero complex. That's my big brother." "Killian's your—" Annie's brain went to Brie's last name. Rok. Not the full Zerok, but—"Oh my god. You're a Zerok. You're Killian's sister." "Give the pregnant lady a prize." Brie's smile was sharp. "Though I prefer Brie Rok for professional purposes. 'Zerok' carries too much... baggage."

He bought her a very beautiful diamond ring but Mum is too scared to wear it out in public because of the robbing incidents that have been happening lately. Mum said that I am going to be the Chief Bridesmaid at the wedding and Krystal is going to be the little gown. The colours of the day will be champagne! (I drank champagne at James's new house (James bought a new house with his Dad's shares money. Oh, my God! It is so beautiful, Luc! It has a swimming pool and everything! He even bought a new car.)) I peeled a very ripe, juicy pineapple yesterday and let it block in the fridge. It is like a flavoured ice cube. You remember when we used to lick ice cubes together? Well, I want Krystal and

A low growl had him hastily backing away from the door as he took in his grandmother and sister standing in the doorway. “Grab your things and go use Tomas’s rooms or one of the guest rooms. We need to help Crystal get ready.” His grandmother ordered. A soft laugh behind him made him aware that there was nothing he could do. He also knew just how anxious Crystal was about meeting the pack and being named his Luna. Grabbing a kiss, he gathered his things and left them alone. He heard his sister squeal with joy as she finally met Crystal. Crystal found herself facing Giana (Rook’s grandmother, who she already knew) and a young woman who looked so much like Rook that she instantly knew she had

Painting as usual," a voice explained from behind. "Who are you?" "I am Liza. Liza Crowe, Kristen's best friend. ", Liza stretched out her hand for a shake. She wore a mini-red dress with deep v-cleavage. Her hair was dyed green. "Okay__" The nun's words were cut short by Finnick's "Where is your sister?" "Emm_ there," Diana searched around the room and pointed at the other sister. She played dumb, even though she knew who he was talking about.

She said passively and made a gesture with her hands, their weapons came floating right back to them. "Who are you?!" "The friend of a friend." They both looked at each other skeptically, "You don't know us." "Kristen Kris, Beta of the Sacred Moon Pack, sister of Alpha, now Luna Laurel Kris Malory. You rule your pack in the absence of your sister now. You are seeking for a means to get the hostages back without your sister getting hurt or being taken by the rogues in the process." She pointed to Gregg, "Gregg, Beta of New Knight Pack. Trying to help his friend because you believe his new wife would bring him redemption and so you want her safe."

Nero let out a low chuckle. “I know my limits. You forget, I like my women in one piece. Does she have a sister or friends?” he asked. “She’s got a little sister, she's seven. Her best friend is married to Zane. And I doubt he would tolerate scarecrows hovering around his wife.”I replied, taking a slow sip of my whiskey. “The little sister’s the same age as my niece. She’d love a new BFF,” Nero mused, exhaling smoke from his cigarette. “And what makes you think I’m a scarecrow?”He asks.

My hands trembled, and I couldn't even fasten my bra. Oliver lifted the blanket, revealing his lean, toned abs as he knelt halfway on the bed. Then, he reached out and helped me fasten it with practiced ease. I kept my head down and let out a bitter laugh. "Who's the blind date? Don't tell me Mr. Holland just grabbed someone random from a matchmaking event for you." I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My body was still covered in faint red marks, and my legs were sore and weak.

But I crossed the room anyway, my legs numb, my hands steady despite the shaking in my chest. Alice's body. Face-flat in the lake. Her hair fanned out around her like dark wings. The water murky, almost black. Her arms floating at odd angles, disconnected from the girl who had once used those arms to hug me, to hold me, to pull me out of my own darkness. I covered my mouth with both hands, but the sound escaped anyway,a small, wounded noise that didn't belong to Nova James or Alexa Lean. It belonged to the orphan girl who had just lost her sister all over again.

a voice off-camera complained. I arched an eyebrow. “Who is that?” Sarael asked. “That’s Persephone. She’s one of Luna Crista’s sisters. And a bit… um, imagine Silvercloud with blond hair, tits, and a chip on his shoulder.” Kurt explained. “I’ll show you a chip on the shoulder when I take a chunk off yours!” as a blonde girl dove knocking Kurt off camera.

We are walking to his car, our hands still joined together. "It was amazing," I gush, grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you so much for taking me. I don't think you know how much this meant to me." "You're welcome," He says, a soft smile on his face. His smile is my favorite thing about him. Nathan's smile always has a way to make my heart flutter. He has a charming smile, one that would make you want to hug him. “Wait, is that not Aiden Blacksmith? Your sister's best friend?”