Sister Of Thor Novels & Stories

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

Sylvia Fenris' POV ************************************************************* "Surely, you can't be serious, Sylvia." Rand turns to give me an incredulous look. I ignore him, keeping my eyes on Thoros. Thoros Myr. Oh my god, Nina wasn't exaggerating. He is hot. Hot as sin in his dark leather clothing, tall, he stands some inches taller than Rand, looking down at him with icy indifference in his dark eyes.

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

Johnny exhaled. “Well… I had to handle it,” he said. “I can’t just sit back and let all this spiral.” He ran a hand through his hair. “She’s bitten off more than she can chew.” “And now she’s trying to drag everyone down with her.” A pause. “You. Me.” “Even Jackson.” Grace looked down briefly. Then back at him. “I understand…” she said quietly. “But she’s still my sister.” That word again. Sister. “I just can’t hate her,” she continued.

Everyone shouted. But my nose was in the air. I have a second chance mate in this room. I heard her. A familiar voice. “Mate.” Sinclair. Is she my second chance, mate? No. No…this can’t happen. ‘Why? She is perfect. Better than our last mate ever was. She is loyal to a fault, too! I want our mate.’ ‘Thor, she is Aric’s brother. His father killed…her.’ ‘Ronan killed Amber. Fucking say it. Don’t forget he also robbed Sinclair from the cradle!’ Thor said angrily.

Maya said gently, her hand on his arm. He wrenched away from her, moving back to Helena’s bedside. He took her hand in his. “Helena,” he said, his voice breaking. “Helena, please.” I couldn’t watch. I turned away, pressing a fist to my mouth to hold back the scream building in my throat. My sister was dead. My beautiful sister was gone. And the last thing—the very last thing… anyone would have thought would happen. A harsh sob tore from Hunter’s throat, the sound so raw… it hurt to hear.

My mother no longer held back. "She... she took out a loan with her nude photos and videos as collateral. They threatened to post her photos online and even show them to your brother-in-law if she didn't pay them back. You know your sister is a mother, and her child is only four years old. The child can't lose her father. Besides, your sister can't live without your brother-in-law." I immediately understood. The last sentence was the key point.

" She and Mom both loved using their looks to get what they wanted, so they assumed everyone else did the same. As she spoke, she pulled out a small knife and waved it back and forth near my face. Seeing her pull out an actual blade, the thugs around us got uncomfortable and moved to stop her. One said, "Brett, we agreed we'd just rough her up and let her go! Now you've even taken her blindfold off, and you're bringing out a knife?" Brett Hudson was Jessica's delinquent boyfriend. Those thugs followed him for the street cred, but none of them wanted to mess with real weapons. Brett stepped forward to intervene. "Jessica, enough. Scaring her is one thing, but she's still your sister."

Chapter Seven Zander I'm irritated. She looked at the contract for what felt like the tenth time, refusing to touch it for some reason. Still she hadn't signed. I was giving her all she needed and she was throwing it in my face? She was beginning to get on my nerves. Her voice brought me out of my annoyance. “Mr Stone…,” she started. “Call me Zander,” I cut her off without remorse. She continued without agreeing to my correction. This woman.