Novel & Cerita Sister Spy

I stopped in the doorway. Across the street, under the glow of a streetlamp, a sleek black car was parked perfectly. And there, standing with his back against the car door, was Aaric Bernardi. I took a deep breath before stepping forward. I inhaled deeply before finally speaking. “You should call Mellan.” Aaric, focused on driving, only furrowed his brows slightly, as if I had just said something absurd. “Why?” I glanced at him, trying to keep my tone steady. “Because she’s my sister. And she’s your fiancée.”

- On his way to the hospital, Mitchell received a call from a friend. "About the bullying accusations involving your sister—there seems to be more to the story. It's been years, and surveillance footage from back then is long gone. But we interviewed former students and staff from the school. Apparently, while your sister and Maggie didn't get along, no one recalls your sister ever bullying her. Most of them said your sister wasn't the type to do such a thing. It's a bit of luck, but someone in a neighboring building recorded a video. It's blurry, but it clearly shows your sister didn't push anyone. Maggie fell on her own." Mitchell cut the call short, slamming the brakes and pulling over to

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.

My body was packed up and taken away in a car. On the way, the squad leader, Captain Carter, drove while talking to Dad, "The murderer’s methods are very similar to Selene’s case years ago." Selene was my older sister. Back then, I had begged her to take me out to buy figurines and we encountered kidnappers on the way. She fought them to save me. She told me to get the police. When I returned, she had already been burned to death. It was exactly how I also just died.

"you mean Alexia and your hit woman, Clara, are blood sisters?" my husband asked again "as bad as it seems, the answer is a big yes," the Cheif said "how, but is there any proof to back up that information that was bought?" I asked "yes, the information seller sent us pictures of the two sisters when they were little, we once had the file of Clara but our systems were hacked by one of her crew members and she deleted everything we had on her. We knew she had a sister few years back but as well-trained officers, we can't release such information unless the situation calls for it" he said

I gave him a small smile of thanks and followed Lari out, and we headed down the street to our parent’s home. Everyone we passed gave Lari a small bow of respect, and she was so used to it by now she just kept on chatting about how excited Mom and Dad were going to be. I couldn’t help but smile as my sister is the Luna of one of the two biggest packs in North America. And now I am the Gamma female of the pack. I will need to ask about my duties as such. I heard one of them is I am Gamma to the Luna, which happens to be my sister. I have no problem with that job.

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

But alas, like his name he still has a playing card on his sleeve, this could measure if he wins or lose the game with his brother who didn’t even know he’s a part of ever since they were kids. “You’ve planned this all through, I didn’t even know you were wrapping us in your fingers,” he started and spotted his brother’s laptop placed on the nightstand. Just as what she expected, he has the folder named after the lady spy and her information that’s a lot difficult to know unless you’re in close proximity to her and watched her grew up from child to a young adult. “You’re a psycho,” He can’t help but to comment, “but brother, stop this.” After he said that, Ace went close to him and closed th

"Don't worry, Cindy. I won't get pregnant. Jeffrey and I use my other entrance whenever we sleep together," my sister, Celine Lowen, said as she swayed her body from side to side. A chill ran down my spine as I looked at her face. The feeling of boiling water surging into my nostrils and throat in my past life crashed over me. It took a long time, but I managed to calm myself down. "Wow. That's quite amazing," I said.

Because Victor Hale hadn't come for the spy after all. He hadn't come for the council, or the secrets, or even to destroy the Syndicate's infrastructure, though that might be a pleasant bonus. He had come for me. For Subject A-17. For the girl who'd survived the Nursery when she wasn't supposed to. For the variable that had escaped his control decades ago and had just been revealed to the entire world.