Novel & Cerita Talia Al Ghul Sister

Period. Somehow, 'Talia Blake' didn't sound so good anymore because even as a fake name, it carried the weight of problems like Cassie and Marcy and who knows how many other women. Sure, Talia can say that she is Alpha Drake's sister or a cousin, but she feared that those she-wolves who are buzzing around Drake will start imagining.

And suddenly I'm not here anymore. (Flashback) We were standing in this cave. Younger. My sister was adjusting the carvings on the altar while I held Talia-just a baby-bundled in a red cloth. "This will hold," she said. "But it will cost." "I know," I replied. She pressed her hand to the stone. Blood marked it. Then I saw the moment she turned away. Slightly. Just enough to slip something extra into the ward. Something she didn't tell me about.

“This. I want to go shopping with her. But, I also think you'll be a better judge of what she gets. I'm not wrong.” “She's pretty,” Genevieve said, studying her face. “I'm a huge fan,” Talia finally squealed out. “I have pictures of you from magazines on my wall. I can't believe you're real.” Genevieve stared at her for moments then she patted her hair. “I like this one. I'm guessing distant, cold Zayn is your brother?” She asked. “You know him?” Talia looked like a five-year-old whose brain was about to blow up from so much information.

That's her voice. That's how she remembered it and as she rushed to her side, Talia spotted sparkles in her eyes. Eyes that only held hatred for years was glimmering with excitement, and before she could say a word, Maria Grey(her younger sister) had hooked her arm and was pulling her forward. "You're finally here." Natasha Grey(her mother) stepped out from the kitchen. A lump formed right in the middle of Talia's throat, but Talia Greg pushed her shoulders back, she straightened her spine and held her head high. In an instant, she'd become ready for tonight!

Her eyes narrowed as she glanced between Althea and Stephanie, clearly enjoying the surprise. “Oh, yes,” Laila sneered, her lips curling into a twisted smile. “Althea here is my sister. My sweet, perfect, infuriating older sister.” Her gaze snapped to Althea, dark and dripping with resentment. “But I suppose she never mentioned me, did she? She likes to pretend I don’t exist… that I’m just a shadow, a mistake. Isn’t that right, Althea?”

I take only a few steps before running into my father's beta who was also rushing around the corner while calling out my name. "Have you seen Talia?" I ask before he speaks. "Didn't she inform you that she was leaving?" I shake my head and he sighs with frustration. "She received a letter from her sister saying that she was sick and a prisoner and she needed Talia to find her. Talia said she would inform you before leaving and asked me I take care of her little brother." He answers with haste. "She didn't tell me a thing. I would have accompanied her." I mutter, feeling

She said to me, a bright smile on her face, purposefully there to cheer me up. Unlike the other students parents in RHS, Talia's parents are from new money but she is not arrogant like the other kids and no,she doesn't show her off she doesn't act as if her parents are rich so she can bully anyone or treat anyone as a slave, that's why I respect and love her, she's really a gem and I am blessed to have as a friend, truly blessed. "Hi Holly," I greeted Talia's younger sister. She was really a great kid with brown eyes and ginger hair, she is an epitome of beauty just as beautiful as a sister and very respectful too.

"What's wrong with you sisters? You think I don't know that you helped her run away? Now look what you have done? What were you thinking posted that thing? Now everyone knows it. You've brought shame on the family and the pack." "I didn't post it. and I've done nothing wrong. What kind of alpha you are selling your own daughter like a prostitute? " Another slap before I finished my sentence. Blood trickled out of the corner of my mouth. I raised my head to look my father in the eyes. "What? Now hitting me makes you feel like a man? A weak alpha who can only abuse his own daughter?" I said coldly. "You! How dare you talk to me like this? " My father raised his hand again but was stopped by my

“Is Rhea… related to Vanessa?” Our eyes locked. “Yes.” A beat of silence. “Are they cousins?” “No.” “Darnell…” He inhaled sharply. “So what are they?” “They’re sisters.” Maurice’s eyes widened, his jaw dropping. “Close your mouth,” I said. “Your breath stinks.” He let go of me and dragged a hand down his face. “You’re joking, right?” “It actually does,” I replied dryly. “You’re cheating on Vanessa… with her own sister?” His voice rose.

After being pressured into drinking until I was tipsy, I checked my phone and saw an Instagram post from my younger sister, Daphne. The private room was clouded with cigarette smoke. My client, Mr. Wallace, a bald man, slapped me hard between the shoulder blades. “Lina, you can really hold your liquor. A girl like you is a definite friend for life. Next time, you bet I’m bringing this deal to you first.” I swallowed hard against the bile rising in my throat and managed to stretch my lips into a stiff, professional smile.