Bad Sister Plot Novels & Stories

"You wore that blue dress that makes your eyes even bluer. We watched the stars and planned our whole life together." The memory cut like a knife, our last perfect moment before everything fell apart. "Twenty-four hours later, you were here." My voice hardened. "Because of her." Rage burned hot under my skin. The doctors had no medical reason why Sara wouldn't wake up. No explanation except the obvious, magic or someone's evil intent. And everyone knew which sister practiced the old ways in secret, which sister always lurked in shadows. Which sister had everything to gain from Sara's fall.

Then, she glanced my way and said, "Lucky you! Off to the Browns' place. Don't forget to scout some decent guys for your sister. Skip nobodies like Anthony. She's college-bound and deserves a guy with power, like the Commander!" My parents always put my sister first when it came to the good stuff. As for me? Two words—not worthy. Just because my birth was a three-day ordeal that nearly ended in disaster, I was branded the family curse—the bringer of bad luck. Whenever my sister gave me a hard time, our parents saw it as payback. Then, by shipping off their curse—me—they could scrape together some college money for my sister. They figured it was a fair trade, so they rushed to tell the repres

“Nova…” “No.” My voice shook, but I forced steel into it. “You don’t get to rewrite history. You cheated. You lied. And you left me bleeding while you smiled. Don’t stand here and tell me you want me back just because you can’t stand that your brother treats me better than you ever did.” For the first time, anger flickered across his face, the smooth mask cracking. His jaw clenched, his tone sharpening. “Better? Adrian doesn’t do better. He controls. He manipulates. That’s all he knows. And if you think for a second that he’s going to choose you over his own plans, you’re even more naïve than I thought.”

She then forcefully slammed her head against the nearby table without batting an eye. "Ah!!!" Hearing Maddie's agonizing scream, Diana felt a profound sense of satisfaction. In her previous life, she had been mercilessly tortured to death by Maddie! But in this life, Maddie, your nightmare has only just begun! "Maddie, how dare you cause trouble on Thompson territory? Don't you even know what you are!" Diana's face bore a cold and stern expression, entirely different from her usual self. This not only surprised the Thompson brothers but also flashed a hint of astonishment in John's eyes.

The most they did was flood the comments urging me to run, but no one actually escalated the drama. This meant the script I had planned to portray a perfect love story wasn't working as expected. Everyone was too clear-headed to sing the praises of love. Plenty of legal experts offered advice and told me that step-siblings could get married. Even accounts selling wedding dresses, rental agencies, and divorce lawyers were joining in on the buzz. The most absurd thing was that some bookworms came up with their own story ideas, such as a reincarnation revenge plot and another about a wife running away pregnant.

"Theodore didn't come to you, did he? Don't listen to a word he says. Someone just called me using Mom's phone, threatening to kill her. Honestly, it's hilarious." A chill ran down my spine. It felt like my blood had frozen solid. I never imagined the same sister who once promised to protect me for life could be so heartless. She was ignoring Mom's life and turning a blind eye to my desperation, all for a man. Anger and fear surged in my chest. I screamed into the phone, "Jessica, are you insane? Do you really need us to die before you'll believe me? You saw what happened to us last time!"

Why was she asking all these questions? "Of course I don't find him attractive. He is my brother. The real question is, why do YOU find him attractive?" Alison demanded. "When did I say I find him attractive?" I cried. "Just now. You said the age gap makes him more attractive." "I never said that," I shook my head violently. "OH MY GOD, MICHAEL. You are killing me. Just admit it already!" Alison screamed. I jolted back. What was happening here? "What are you talking about?" "I know you are in love with my brother, Nimrod!" she declared.

Mokunfayo Badmus: I watched my sister recount the horryfying tale of all the terrible things I'd done to her in the past few weeks; I stood in awe as Olabisi admitted to visiting Alex on the said day, but he had broke if off with her with the information that he was engaged and the news had been what upset her to cause the accident that almost claimed her life and when she told me about it all, I'd went wild with a diabolical plan to get back at Alex and his very supportive friends. She narrated how I'd stabbed her, on her way to recovery in her hospital room, with a knife when she refused to play her part in my lie, how I'd fed her with tranquilizers when she determined to live through her

Family? A cold smile curved my lips, carrying undisguised mockery. Those so-called "family members"—the "husband" who calculated my worth and plotted my child's future, my biased parents, and that sister who constantly coveted everything I had while threatening me with her illegitimate child—at this moment, they were my most dangerous enemies. "No." My voice was as calm as a frozen lake, but the words carried bone-chilling coldness. "I have no family." The doctor looked at me deeply, his eyes showing pity, confusion, and finally settling into professional resignation. He said no more, nodding to the nurse: "Prepare to move to the operating room."

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”