Ai Sister Novels & Stories

Her eyes landed on a framed picture of Zee and I. 'And your sister is so fine but then, you're prettier than her.' I smiled, opened my mouth to say Thank you but Hana beat me to it. 'Lai Lai. Zee is finer than Jade. Jade, don't allow Ayisha to fool you oo.' I eyed and she moved back. 'Talk your truth and.....' 'Abegggi.' I said, interrupting her. Then, I turned to Ayisha. I grabbed her hands. 'Let's go to my room. You're the one I can see.'

The phantom sensation pulsed with shared curiosity as Lilly, Kenny, and Axel all registered this unexpected glimpse beneath the Alpha's formal exterior. "I didn't realise you had a sister," Allischa commented, her calculating eyes showing genuine interest. "Is she your only sibling?"

Arike said trying to say something. “Abi, what do we call this … edakun Aziza… you are not a young child and a mother of two… so if you cannot be friends with him, he will surely look for it elsewhere, and I was here putting all the blame on that man.” Her sister said from the other end and she sighed. “How can you be a boring wife and expect a man like Musadiq to be juts cool about it.” She said to her sister, “Ha ha, that is not really good enough sis, oh… I should have given you real lessons before, marriage… subuanallah! I have failed in that aspect.” Her sister said.

My mom was a computer genius with a PhD who works in Silicon Valley. Shortly after I was born, she created an AI robot sister modeled after me. Mom said my AI robot sister was equipped with the world's most accurate child behavior evaluation system. The moment I made a mistake, it would detect it. From then on, my AI robot sister became the judge of my life. Whenever she issued a warning, even when I had done nothing wrong, all I received was punishment. I tried to defend myself before. But Mom said the robot she built with her own hands could never make a mistake, and she became even more convinced that I was an inferior child. On my birthday, Mom took my sister and me to participate in an

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

He washed his hands, sanitized, and took the spoon right out of my hand, shoving me aside with his hip. "I'm trying to win you over. I can't just talk a big game and do nothing. That's not how this works." My employee had already retreated to the back room. I sighed. "Look. I'm really not interested in dating anyone right now. You should probably stop trying." He didn't answer. The wind chimes rang again. I turned toward the door. At first, I didn't see anyone. Then my gaze dropped lower. I saw a cute little girl with pale skin and chubby cheeks. The moment she saw me, her eyes crinkled into happy little crescents.

"Get your face out of here, I don't know why you are still friends with her when you are supposed to have gone elsewhere and made friends with reasonable people and not this loser." "She is not a loser, bitch." "Calling my only sister a bitch is not wise here, we are both pregnant and can still fight and beat you up to a pulp that the next time you hear of me, you wouldn't dare in your bloody mind approach us.' Aries laughed. "Rihanna is my family, wherever she goes, I will always be there for her, sisters got each other's back."

Everyone was waiting in the sitting room of the penthouse suite Hunter had booked for the night so we didn't have to drive back to our home tonight. Maya immediately pulled me into a hug. "You look amazing," she said, holding me at arm's length to inspect me. "That color is perfect on you." "Thank you for coming tonight," I said, grateful for her presence. Maya had become the sister I'd never truly had in Helena. "Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this for the world." She grinned wickedly. "I want to see all these society bitches try to pretend they weren't gossiping about you just last week."

What? Sister? Since when did she and that bitch became sisters? "What are you talking about?." Aryan asked the same question that popped in my head. Exactly! What the hell is she talking about? How can this crazy woman be that bitches sister? Aisha is cool but Rukkayya, she's damn scary. "Are you deaf or something? I said Aisha is my junior sister." She rolled her eyes at him. "How? What do you mean?."

he snapped coldly. Heat flooded my cheeks, despite the cold weather. “You can’t speak on something you don’t have an idea on. This is sisterhood. She is my friend, and I know that her feelings for me are genuine. No-one can fake friendship. It’s not possible, even for the people who pretends a lot,” I cried. Mike cursed fluidly, as he looked away from me, and stared at the moon. “People change, Maya. Trust should be earned, and not just given anyhow you wish to. You may have gotten attached to her in this short while, but she hasn’t.”