Bad Sister Plot Novels & Stories

His thick brow quirked up. “Are you testing me, Larkin?” His chin lifted. “What do you want from her exactly? She doesn’t like you, and she has me? What else do you want? Put her life in misery? Why don’t you fucking find someone who would enjoy your company? Surely, Hailey did not. Otherwise, she wouldn’t risk her life running away from you.” “Putting her life in misery? How about what you did to your sister?” Before I could decipher what he just did to get under my skin, my first struck his jaw. Just listening to the words misery and sister together, I already took the bait. My fucking weakness.

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

“So, after all the sacrifices and contributions I made for you, my father almost disowned me but I still followed you around because I believed in you. This is… and if it were another person it I’ll not hurt as much you had to make it my sister?” “I’m not ready for that fake tear of yours,” Ethan fired as he went to hug Jasmine. Oh honey, don't mind her. I’m here for you,” Jasmine said and cuddled up to him. So now that she was announced as Luna? She no longer had pains in her belly? But she was screaming and squirming in spins when my baby needed the doctor. “I can now see. I honestly prefer your sister to you. You are a manipulative person and nothing good can come out from you. Your siste

My voice cracked. "You need to tell us everything ?" Madden said, visibly upset. I shook my head. "Not now. Later. I promise. But first…" I pulled out the photograph of Alice in the lake. The warning on the back. The napkin. "Someone killed my sister. Someone left these warnings. Someone has been watching me since the day I arrived." Ashley stared at the evidence. Tears welled in her eyes. "Why didn't you tell us?" "Because I didn't know if I could trust you."

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

BLURB ******* Have you not heard about the term bro-code If you have ,you must very well know the top most code in the list of bro-codes will always be 'best friend's sisters are off limits.' So let's see how beyond control is falling for your best friend's sister for Liam Fredrick ,your typical college bad boy. ********** Does a sis code exist?? Not sure huh? As much as brothers hate their sister falling for their best friend, it's exactly the opposite when it comes to the sisters, don't you think so??

He gets up and tries to punch me back, but I swerve and catch his fist. His expression turns from annoyed to scared, which is satisfying to see. “I’ve been talking to your so-called sister,” I tell him, smiling easily. “She told me a lot about you.” “And you fucking believe her?” Brody asks. “That bitch is insane. You think I would marry her? Me?” “I think you used her,” I say. “And you’re going to continue doing that until one of your victims fall for your schemes and drag your ass out of misery. You useless piece of shit.”

Isabel's birthday was coming soon. And just like that, my determination to ruin the Ellis family grew. I groaned in anger, resisting the urge to throw my coffee mug against the wall. This was the year I was supposed to do right by her. I thought I had more time. She had always complained about not having me around and how much it meant to her. I always told her there was time. Until there wasn't.

I hate to say that I was so wrong! Till now, my sister has not changed even one bit, unless she changes now that she has a loving and dedicated man by her side! Brianna is the same fifteen year old damsel, clubbing, going out with old men, holding parties in our house, organising orgies, using young boys and girls for her pleasure....the same little spoilt brat who seems irredeemable! All these I know through her very close friend Tiffany who has been keeping me on toes, always telling me about every little detail about my sister, what she has been upto and her every move!

Samara was even too dazed to realize who pulled her and dragged her to the other side, showing Shawn's wounded body. And before Samara even breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her brother in front of her, Samara's body had been forced to stand up by the man who dragged her earlier without paying any heed to Samara's screams of pain. One man Samara knew as Dani—one of her boss's bodyguards—approached Shawn and bent over him. He pulled Shawn's shirt and said, "Satisfy yourself to see your sister now because starting today, you will never see her again," said Dani ruthless.