A Sister From Heaven Novels & Stories

“Girls! Not more bickering, I hope.” Alpha Brahm stood at the back of the room, blanketing all of them with his aura of domination. Broad, and easily 6 and a half feet tall, he cocked an eyebrow at his daughters as they resigned themselves to abandoning their varied differences of opinion, at least for the time being. Evelyn took a deep breath and plastered a grim smile on her face, “Of course not father, just trying to talk some sense into my lovesick, dingbat of a sister.”

You never gave me the opportunity to warn you. "Besides, if I recall correctly, you were the one who wanted lifelong monogamy. Dirk's the only astral you're going to get that from; you're perfect for each other." My words seemed to make my sister even more unhinged. She was rocking back and forth. She leaned in close to the optical sensor and screamed: "I'm your sister, you have to save me! Your new husband's an astral admiral, isn't he? He must have the power to rescue me!"

Her lips were pink, but it was too light. “Who are you?” I tried to ask. The woman just gave him a faint smile and gave him a lukewarm water. “I’m Shekinah and I help you because I know that you can help me find my sister.” She replied. Her voice was too light and enchanting. It was like she was a goddess that was trying to conceal her real self. “Sister?” He curiously inquired. He simply nodded his head despite his throbbing arm and his entire body too.

Rhianna asked, as she stood up, she held Heaven in her hands, and took her to the sit swing that was in front of them and they sat down. "You have a silver hair, I haven't seen anyone having a silver hair before, you shoot arrows very well, i haven't seen any of dad mistress do that before, So I knew you were special" Heaven explain "I was your brother's best friend then, but now we are not, I am just here to be his wife until he is crowned king" Rhianna said to her. Heaven was a little girl, she wasn't suppose to tell her this, but she found comfort in doing so, Since she has no other friends to talk to

" If you don't want to die later, follow me now. I jump first and then you do. Don't worry. Nobody will cry for us! Once we die, we will be able to live in a place where we can freely move. We won't feel pain. It's heaven. Do you know what heaven is? I don't know either. Nevermind. Let me Jump first. Follow your sister later, OK?" The last step to meet the eternal peace, Leona smiles victoriously as she puts one of her legs on the edge. However, her body vibrates violently when she hears something, she pauses and slowly turns her head towards Liam... " I want to live with Sister. Don't die! Wahhh!!!!" The tears stream down her face, lips quiver, with shaky hands, she gets off and gets on her

He new that she wanted him right there . hey big bro a young woman with short black hair called out as she stepped out of a small car the only one of his siblings who could be here today . forcefully putting thoughts of osirayah to the back brunuer nate extended his hands and said hey sis as he hugged his younger sister. Im glad you can be here he said the game is about to start in 5 minutes .

“But she doesn’t know her step mother is evil.” I played along, thoroughly entertained. Then Shealith pulled me toward her side of the room. Unlike her sister, her setup was more abstract, fake grass, clouds suspended from string, and an army of strange-looking dolls with beady eyes and mismatched clothes. “This is Heaven,” she announced. “Heaven?” I asked, raising a brow. “Yes,” she nodded solemnly. “They live in the sky and have parties every day, but they don’t like noise.” I chuckled, thoroughly amused. “Sounds... peaceful.”

“I’m Heather,” “My sister,” Isaiah smiled, finishing for her. “My sister, who isn’t supposed to be up at this hour yet for some odd reason, she is,” Heather's lips curved and she looked towards her brother, the both of them looking so similar that it was crazy they weren’t the same person; Heather had a dusting of freckles on her bubbly cheeks but she was beautiful - I couldn’t imagine how young she was when their parents passed. “Well excuse me, Mr. I-think-I-am-the-alpha,”

SEREIA I have the perfect position for my dear sister.” Selena said her voice sweet and poisonous at the same time. “I’m going to be trying on a lot of dresses Martha.” Selena added. “And what better way to do this than to use my dearest sister.” She continued as she walked towards me placing her hands on my shoulder. “I need someone to help me in and out of them, someone who knows how to shut up and do what they are told.” Selena murmured and I stared at her my throat closing up as tears rose at the back of my eyes.

When the second avalanche hit, my older sister, Irina Wilson, who was the rescue team captain, gave the last seat on the helicopter to my skiing rival, Blake Dawson. Standing ramrod straight in front of the cameras, she spoke with unwavering conviction, "Because I've always followed the principle of rescuing those found first before those found later, this rescue operation was nearly flawless. Out of 300 people at the scene, only one was injured!" My coach roared in anger. "Robert is your own brother! Why didn't you save him when he was the first one found?" Irina shook her head in anguish. "Precisely because he's my brother, I had to avoid any appearance of favoritism. Blake is an orphan