Novel & Cerita Sister Valentine

“My sister loved the rain too.” An ache stretched wide in my heart. His sister. The one he never talked about. The sister Matteo's father had broken. Done despicable things too. Things Matteo would have done to me. I leaned close to him. “Valentina?” A small, rueful smile touched his lips. “Yes. Valentina. She loved dancing in the rain, she'd make me join her. Actually, she'd drag me into joining her.” A small laugh left him. I joined too.

Yet, in this moment, he is utterly powerless. "You let her die," Valentine whispers, shaking, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. "You let me kill my own sister, Victoria." Don Victor wincing, as if she had struck him. His face distorted by pain-a thing so uncommon, so strange, that it was not proper. "I know," he whispered. Valentine burst into a racking, gasping laugh, her hands trembling as she sought to rub her face clean. "You might have saved her!" she cried. "You might have checked her!"

Refusing to be an ass, he let go of my hands and quickly took Samantha’s in a firm shake. “In the flesh.” He revealed his dazzling lady smile that had me rolling my eyes heavenward. What a traitor. He was going to pay for this. “I am Samantha.” She smiled dearly at him, “Of course, the Undead Sister.” He added up causing Samantha to cackle up. I wish I shared her sense of humor. And notice the sarcasm. “Right. Sounds like fantasy.” She accompanied her words with a little giggle before looking at me.

His words made Valeria frown in confusion. "That's never going to happen. You don't know my sister. She might look scary from outside. But she has a big heart. She will be dancing in happiness when she hears that you are my mate." Valeria replied to Winston in a low tone. She was just trying to make him realize that her sister could never be a wall between Valeria and her happiness.

By the time we reached the warm cocoon of the house, our clothes were completely drenched. Once changed in fresh clothes, we rested in the living room. He was sharing some of his childhood stories fondly. During this conversation, I discovered that Valentine has a younger sister as well. Her name is Valerie. She is literally the queen of Italy. Her fashion standards were higher than the big bang clock itself. Attitude, etiquette and good looks are the best traits of her personality. Moreover, she is a chatterbox. When Valentine was talking about his sister, I saw a light and joy in his eyes that he lacks often. No doubt, the siblings share a strong bond. "What about your parents? How are the

She knew that was what was expected of her, Evelyn and Nora, but she couldn’t find it in herself to get too jumped up about it. As they helped move tables, hang decorations, and make sure that the caterers had everything that they needed, the sisters talked excitedly about that night’s festivities. Nora desperately wanted to find her mate. “Don’t you just want to know what he’s like?!” She sighed. The idea that some handsome, brooding stranger was going to show up tonight and change her world, was practically all that she thought about.

I was just finishing my things when my mom went to my room and told me my flight is in three days. The next day Valentine came back, and I had to tell my sister to lie to him. I had to pay her a hundred just to get her to lie. The following day Valentine came back again, and my sister just earned another hundred for just lying. She’s also getting the good stuff that Valentine brought just to make me feel better. Flowers, chocolates and even a ticket to a Shawn Mendes concert. I didn’t know my sister’s a fan of Shawn, but she can have it. I’ll be flying soon anyway. The time has finally come for me to board the plane. I looked behind one last time and thought maybe this is the best thing that

“Fuck, no, I’m still coming, Bianca.” “Oh,” she replied, stunned. “What’s the reason for the call, then?” “Can’t a brother call his sister more than once a week?” In the background, Valentine started to fuss. I glanced at the clock. It was just after eleven, so she must be getting ready to nap. “You can,” she replied, shushing Valentine softly. “But I guess you caught me by surprise. So, we’re still on?” “Yeah, but I wanted to see if I could bring someone.”

is my evasive answer as we walk to the kitchen. “On Valentine’s Day, conveniently.” “Ahana is daddy’s Vallytine!” Muna declares, rushing up to hug her aunty. Paris returns Muna’s embrace, throwing me a wink and a grin. “That doesn’t surprise me at all, luv.” “Just leave it,” I say to my sister, trying not to smile back. She continues to grin at me, and I am grateful for Muna’s presence, as my sister would have done a lot more than grin if she weren’t there.

He shook his head, "No, she's too kind and sweet at the same time." Valerian, who listened to his father's answered about Zelia, he couldn't help but to chuckle. 'If only they know how scary she is when she's mad.' Xiam look at Valerian then he spoke, "Bro Valerian, you better make my older sister happy or else I won't let you see her ever again and I would opposed to your wedding but since I saw the happiness that glitters on Older Sister's eyes, just like what father Venom and Uncle Veron said, we couldn't take that happiness away. You better make her happy foe the rest of your life."