The Landlord's Sister Mga Nobela at Kwento

He wanted to hide his true strengths to catch his love rival off guard in the future. “I see. The landlord is your cousin’s wife.” As expected, Kent breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that relationship. It was fortunate that the landlord was not Alex’s direct sister-in-law. If it had turned out that way… If Alex had a wealthy sister-in-law, he would have an advantage over Kent. Meanwhile, a cousin’s wife was located slightly further on the family tree. No matter how wealthy she was, cousins would probably not help each other that much. “Yes. The store belongs to my cousin’s wife. She’s busy and doesn’t have time to come over. It just so happens that I live nearby and was recuperating at

"What's going on?" I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. "Actually, forget it. I don't want to bring it up." "No, please. I want to help." "It's just..." I looked directly into her eyes. "I thought since you have a sister you'd understand what it's like to have someone who can't move on from a past relationship." She considered it. "Rhea had an ex. But she's over him now." "She is?" It slipped out but I caught it. "I mean—how did she manage it?"

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

"Sylvia Hayes, you can't be serious!" My sister, Sylvia, stood up from the wooden stool, her expression firm and serious. "I'm not marrying Captain Zephyr Smith. His heart already belongs to someone else! Even if I marry into the Smith family, I might warm his bed, but I'll never win his heart!" Our dad slammed his hand on the table in anger. "We already accepted the engagement gifts and set the date, and word has already gone out to the whole community. How can you just back out now?!"

“Welcome to Blacklands—the home of mafia werewolves.” I leaned forward slightly, my voice low but certain. “Now… it’s time we go find our sister.”

“I asked you a question. How much do you get paid per night? Is that ten thousand dollars a monthly rate or something?” My eyes widened, and I gritted my teeth, repeating, “He is… my brother…” “Your brother?” Grace raised her hand and hit me again. “And you’re his sister? Damien himself said that his sister is living abroad. If you keep lying, I’ll make sure your face is ruined today.” Lucy kicked me hard in the shin, sending me face-first back onto the floor. The intense pain forced me to curl up into a ball. In my entire life growing up, I had never once been treated like this. They were done for!

It was Una, my apartment's landlady. From: Landlady Una Where are you? Someone is looking for you here. To: Landlady Una Who? From: Landlady Una It looks like your boyfriend. My forehead furrowed at what I read. Boyfriend? When else did I have a boyfriend? Women don't approach me, do men? To: Landlady Una Yes? I don't have a boyfriend, sister. From: Landlady Una Huh? It is, in fact, your boyfriend. I've been telling him to leave, but he refuses. Perhaps you're refusing because you two are arguing?

Two senior sentries from the border guard hovered in the shadows behind him, their hands resting cautiously on the hilts of their sidearms. "I hear the whispers sweeping through the lower barracks," my uncle spat, his grey eyes cutting straight to me, burning with betrayal. "You are deliberately planning to walk straight into Ferguson territory, unescorted, alone, barely thirty-six hours after their bastards torched my sister's peace banner on the ridge."

My family was the most famous line of witches at the royal court. My sister, Lilith Seyler, was famous for her lofty principles. I was the only one who knew she was a complete fraud. When the royal marriage decree arrived at House Seyler, she shut herself in her prayer room out in the woods and refused to come out. "Duke Edmund, your wealth and your power are dust to me. A proposal from a duke is no different than a proposal from a farmhand." Then she laid out three conditions for Duke Edmund. The Duke was to build a prayer room on his estate, since she needed quiet meditation and practice with the elements to keep her magic stable. Before the wedding, the Duke was to wash in mountain spring

Eva's words were interrupted by the landlord, "I don't care you pay my rent and empty my apartment right now." "But... sir..." Eva was about to speak out but Eddy placed his hand on her shoulder and said, "slow down old man. It's not good to get tempered in such a little thing. She is my sister and I am her brother. That is the truth. I don't think we should explain everything. Here take the money...We are leaving right now..." "Ed..." Eva called out helplessly. "You are coming with me," said Eddy handing the money to the landlord.