Sister Spy Novels & Stories

she explained. "What kind of deal?" I asked. "To keep a secret from you. They wanted to keep that secret from you, and once the Alpha King kills Phia, the spy will come to you and tell you the truth." My hands shook. I withdrew my hand from her grasp and took a step back. For Hany to possess that knowledge, there's only one explanation. "Hany..." I whispered. "Could it be that you are..." She nodded. "You're correct, Luna. I am your sister's spy."

I needed to know what happened and who I was going to kill, though. “Who’s her sister?” Moran asked. “I don’t actually know her name… Indie?” I said. “Hey, Serena, what was Madison’s sister’s name?” Serena looked up. She seemed a little startled and confused at me asking. I didn’t know if she’d answer, but it seemed she decided for it. “Her name was Indira, but she went by Indie. Indie Coto.” She answered softly. “She worked in the superhuman department for the police. You might have heard of her as Astrape.”

Then Mia whispered dramatically, “Does that mean… she’s a spy?” Nathan groaned. “No.” “Then what?” Nathan stared at the picture again. Coco. William. Same last name. Then realization struck him. “…She’s his sister.” Mia gasped loudly. “What?!” Nathan quickly covered her mouth. “Shhh!” Mia whispered excitedly. “So the snack lady is related to scary man?!” Nathan nodded slowly. Mia’s mind exploded with excitement. “This mystery just got bigger!” Nathan rubbed his temples.

I, too, had someone I cared about in dire straits. “Who is your sister?” I shouted down. He looked up at me. “Heidi Chrome,” he answered. I chilled. “Rise, warrior. You have been deceived. Your sister is working for these men. We have known for a week. Hand over the devices and it shall be forgiven.” He stood up and pulled the phone out of his back pocket. “The computer and the rest of her equipment is behind the blue dumpster behind this building. It is unharmed,” he said, passing the phone to another warrior who ran it up to me.

His skin is the color of old snow, but his eyes are incandescent. "She's not merely a ghost from my history," he says. "She's the architect who's been bankrolling every assault. The photographer. The board voted. Thomas. Sarah. She's been conducting everything from the shadows." "Your sister is the enemy." "No." He shakes his head. "My sister is the one who shielded me. Elise Halbert perished decades ago. Whoever is out there, whoever has been surveilling us, is someone else entirely. Someone who seized my sister's agony and twisted it into a weapon I don't recognize."

She raised her chin in what looked like defiance, but was really an act of fortification for herself over what was to come, while their lustful eyes consumed her. “I’m first, this time,” Jeremiah muttered. “Tell me more about what you need,” he said as his lackeys stood so close behind her that she could feel their body heat on her back. “Not another clean up, I hope.” “I told you,” she grumbled. “My sister is missing and I need you to find her. Time is of the essence.” “It seems an odd thing for Sybil to send you to us to find a missing person. We usually work on more delicate and dire cases such as the one we just did for you. What is it about your sister being missing that makes it so

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"Eliza, I went to Tenezia specifically to get a blessed pendant for you as protection. It's worth several hundred thousand dollars, and I got two, one for each of us." I jerked awake when I heard the familiar voice. When my younger sister, Denise, placed the pendant in my hand, I realized I had been reborn. I immediately touched my belly, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

Only after the entire competition had ended did Arden finally arrive. He wore a slightly rumpled T-shirt, unshaven, looking nothing like a professor at all. When he walked in, no one even noticed him. But Yuna did. She rushed over immediately. “Hello, Professor Dale, my name is Yuna Lee…” “Ah, Yuna Lee,” Arden said. “You’re Jana’s sister. I know you.” Yuna froze on the spot. “Y-you know Jana? How is that possible? You two clearly…”

Lydia was wearing a slinky lace camisole, a hint of shyness playing on her lips. "Harvey... my water heater broke. Do you mind if I shower at your place?" Harvey caught a familiar scent. He remembered now. That night he'd been drugged—this was exactly what he'd smelled. "Harvey?" When he didn't answer, Lydia smiled and stepped closer. The thin straps of her camisole slid down her shoulders. The next second, Harvey grabbed the nearest vase and brought it down on her.