Sister Krone The Promised Neverland Novels & Stories

Then cradling it, she stood up. “ I, Selene, daughter of Karmen, Leader of the Krakens, today promise that I will from now on shoulder all duties which were performed by my father. I promise to avenge his death. I promise to end the lives of all those who instigated and partook in the murder and abduction of our guest. I will bring Cassandra home”.

Her perfectly coiffed hair had come undone in the fury of her tantrum, but she still managed to look like she thought she owned the place. That was my sister. Ever beautiful, ever regal, even though her soul was slowly and steadily rotting away from the inside out. We enjoyed calling the wolves of the south monsters and barbarians, but from the little I had come to realize, we were the monsters. Us. Stormriders. A brief exchange occurred between Selene and I and she gripped the hem of my gown, sneering at me. “And what if I don’t? What are you going to do, sister?”

The projection was pre-recorded, but it felt terrifyingly present. "Hello, little sister," The Crow’s distorted, metallic voice echoed in the cavernous space. "I see you’ve opened grandfather’s gift. Such a tragic, bloody history we share. Elias burned our father alive, and then he stole you the crown jewel of the Vane Empire and forced you to live like a common corporate peasant." Zara stepped forward, her fear evaporating, replaced by the lethal, sub-zero fury of the Ice Queen. "I am not a Vane. And I am not your sister."

“Storm, kids, this is your big sister, Cra Hawk Hager, Luna of the Wind Mountain pack of England.” “Storm,” Cra smiled and opened her arms to Storm. Storm looked over at her uncle, and he nodded with a smile. Before Storm could embrace Cra River jumped into Cra’s arms hugging her tight, Rebel and Ryder hugged her legs. Cra chuckled and leaned down to hug her little brothers. “You, weally big titer?” Ryder asked. Cra brushed his hair out of his face, “yes little one, I am your big sister.” He smiled at her and kissed her cheek.

“Damn, Irina, I guarantee you, I will own that moment so much, you'd think he's the bride!” And, then, hysterical laughter rang out. The two ladies were Anna and Irina Sabalenka, blood siblings, and they were riding in Anna's black Corvette, on their way to pick up Anna's wedding gown for her impending wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Neo McKinney. Irina, the younger sister, was billed to be the chief bridesmaid, and the excitement in the two ladies’ hearts was evident. “Seriously, though, it would be the happiest day of my life, Irina.. I almost can't believe that it's actually happening,” Anna continued, “I almost have to pinch myself.”

“Claire, you’re actually here? You really haven’t changed. You always want the best of everything. “But an exclusive Alliance gathering like today isn’t something you’re qualified to attend.” I nodded lightly, acknowledging the first half of his words. I had always been the most dazzling princess of the pack. I wanted the best things in the world. So, my mate naturally had to be the most outstanding among our peers. In my previous life, Leon used his excellent hunting skills to catch my attention. That was why I quickly chose him as my mate. However, when I arrived at the ceremony full of joy, waiting for the marking, what I saw was him kissing my younger sister, Rose.

he says. "Nothing." "Then what are you—" He stops. His hands curl into fists at his sides. "Your mother called." It is not a question, I nod anyway. "My sister, Sailyn is gone," I say. "She was kidnapped. They needed someone to stand in her place to play Luna and to keep the pack from falling apart while they figure out what happened." He stares at me. His jaw works like he is trying to find the right words and coming up empty.

she shouted, raising her glass with a radiant smile on her lips. I laughed and clinked glasses with her before bringing my cocktail to my lips. The burn of the alcohol slid down my throat, pulling a shiver of pleasure from me. Isabella always knew how to make me forget my worries. My sister was a star in the darkness, a goddess of the night. With her sculpted body, her long legs showcased by a tight red dress, and her devastating smile, she drew all eyes to her. I had always been the more discreet, wiser, and composed one. She was the fire. I was the shadow of her light.

And what the hell is pretty? “Common Ruby! Lemme show you my toys.” “Me too!!” “Yunno it will be cool having you as my sister. My other sister has no time for us, she has a grumpy mate who won't let us see her, and Uncle Ian and Ivan are too busy. You are Moon Goddess sent.” the two kids chatted on.

Katarina screamed. The sound tore out of her, raw and broken, as the image of her sister drowning, of Greyson’s hands holding her down, of Cyra’s face twisted with satisfaction, ripped through every remaining piece of her. She thrashed under Cyra’s weight, sobbing and screaming at the same time, but Cyra only laughed harder.