The Promised Neverland Sister Krone Novels & Stories

With a perfectly calm voice, I said, "I came to pick up the charm bracelet. Do you know where Rachel put it?" Todd let out an exaggerated gasp of surprise. Then, he shifted his foot, revealing the thing wrapped around his ankle. A delicate charm engraved with the words "luck" and "joy" hung from a red cord, exactly as Rachel had promised me. "You mean this? Rachel let me have it after I told her I liked it. Doesn't it look nice?" Todd wore a smug smile. For a second, I nearly lost my mind. My daughter was gone, and my wife didn't love me.

He was a stranger. Yet, he did not feel like one. She had never seen him until he called her “little sister” in the purple twilight, but somehow, he looked as familiar as if she had known him her entire life. Could they actually be related? The population of Loadstone Rock was knitted together by a complicated web of kinship—cousins, second cousins, uncles and aunts several times removed—so it was not impossible. But they did not look alike. Svetlana had large blue eyes and fine straight hair, so blond that it was almost white—a source of her private anguish as she inwardly compared her “straw” to Tattie’s dark, bouncing curls. Andrei’s skin was tanned and weathered, his hair black and his e

“Eighteen.” “Too young to come to the clubs but,” Jubilee linked her arm through his and started pulling him with Famke down the hall, “my best friend Nora has a sister who is seventeen and may need a date to prom this year. She hates the guys in her school. Let’s talk.” Bram made wide of eyes of panic at Royal who swooped in and pulled him backwards. “I just remembered I promised Bram we were going to try the new game I downloaded. We’ll join you later.”