روايات وقصص ضمن Talia Al Ghul Sister

Matteo smirked, placing his arm around Tilly’s shoulder. Xavier folded his arms across his chest, watching every step she took. “You’re late,” he said the moment she reached them. He spared no greeting “I’m sorry—” Aveline panted. Tilly cut her off with a warm smile. “No need for that. I’m Tilly,” she said, extending her hand. “Xavier’s cousin.” Aveline accepted the handshake, regaining her composure. “Matteo,” he said, stepping forward, grasping her hand a little too eagerly. For a second, he just stared. Her skin glowed bronze under the morning sun; her doe eyes sparked curiosity, her curls falling over her face.

Louella said, defensively. “She still could,” the witch said as she walked up to Louella and took her chin in her hand. “Did you know that your sister can speak to ghosts?” When Louella shook her head, she added, “Soon, your aunt’s ghost will find her way to your sister. By then, your aunt will have remembered all and your sister will be told.” “My sister is in an asylum for the insane. No one will believe her,” Louella said with confidence. “Now, will you please help me? I can pay. Anything you ask. It’s yours.”

Harley “Tell me about your sister.” Talia was nearly jumping up and down. After she came in and made sure that I was okay and feeling better, she moved on to talking about Coral and the time that we spent over the last year trying to make our way to the compound. Talia’s hair was a bright red. While Cora’s hair was a deep red, Talia’s hair was a bright shade of red that she kept long, nearly reaching her lower back. It was left down, nearly wild but somehow controlled at the same time. It reminded me of the red wolf itself.

I managed to utter, my voice trembling with a mixture of vulnerability and sorrow. He sighed, his words carrying a tinge of regret. "I already knew that Talon had a brother, though I never discovered his name until now, when you shared the full extent of the situation with me. As someone who once went rogue from his own kingdom and entered ours, I felt compelled to inquire about him. I uncovered some information that he had a brother and a father who ruled his own kingdom, but beyond that, I remained in the dark. I didn't even realize that Talon hadn't divulged this to you. I believed you both to be close, and it perplexes me as to why he would keep such vital knowledge hidden from you. Love

" I'm Quincy. Gavin's sister." My eyes widen. His... sister? She plops down on the edge of the bed like we've been friends for ages, completely seeming to be unbothered by my stiff posture or my obvious fear. " Relax," she says, noticing. "I won't hurt you. I was only joking." I visibly relax and she eyes me curiously, head tilting. "You're prettier than I expected." I flushed and choke by her bluntness. She seem to have no filter and would spew anything without a second thought. She looks so opposite to her brother even though they resemble each other so much features wise. "Huh?" I coughed.

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

I whispered, "I can't. Mother's face grew as hard as a rock. “You’ll abort the baby.” My eyes were again filled with tears. Don't make me do this! “Will the Alpha ever get the truth?” Helena demanded sharply. “If he found out the woman he marked is not Selene, what would happen?” My heart was clenched tight. The mark. I was almost unaware of it. Mother’s voice became colder. “The Alpha is not yours, it is your sister's.” I lowered my eyes slowly. Everything hurt. My chest. My head. My heart. I was feeling completely helpless.

Dorian exchanged a quick look with his brothers. Thalia noticed. “What?” she demanded. “What is that look for?” “Nothing,” Dorian said too quickly. “Don’t lie to me!” Her patience was gone. Completely gone. Damon stepped in before things could escalate. “What did he tell you?” he asked calmly. Thalia swallowed. “He said… my real mother is alive.” The room went still. Even the air felt heavier. Dorian’s jaw tightened. Damon’s expression shifted slightly. But Dracula—Dracula didn’t react at all.

When my sister threw herself into the arms of the masked man, I knew that she had reincarnated too. In our last life, when she saw the handsome face of Yoran the Alpha lycan, she promptly threw herself at him as if bewitched. At the same time, she tripped me in front of the masked man. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Erin—I didn't mean to. But someone as ugly as you really doesn't suit an Alpha." Then, leering at the masked man behind me in disdain, she scoffed, "The way I see it, you suit him way more."

"You hide this from me? Yeah, right. You knew who killed my parents even before. But why? Why did you not tell me first before I found it out?" "I'm sorry, Tal. I can't tell you," he said, now his voice were swallow and is like pleading. "He is my brother –" "And I am your girlfriend!" she could not help but to yell. "Who am I to you, huh?" "Talia..." "No, Kiel," she shakes her head and stood up, not looking at him. "You can't tell me because he is your brother, but I am also your family! You keep me in a maze!"