Blackmail Sister Stories Novels & Stories

It's as if the shimmer is an unspoken challenge daring me to learn if he lives up to my fantasies and his reputation. I clear my throat. "Mr. Willis." He doesn't correct me, and since he called me Miss Jones, I surmise we are being professional for the sake of the others in the office. Of course, I've told Shana all about the deal I proposed to Duncan; however, I didn't tell any of my coworkers. It hardly seemed appropriate lunchroom talk. "So guess what I did today? Wrong. I blackmailed Mr. Willis into being my plus-one for a wedding in a podunk town in Indiana. Nope. Really. Well, he agreed because I caught him in a compromising situation that I didn't report. Oh, and we'll be sharing a be

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God.

" I replied coldly as Clark walked out of my office, leaving me with innocent-looking black eyes in front of me. Her long, beautiful black hair complemented her black brows. She was the epitome of beauty, but that does not convince me at this point. She walked over to me elegantly, her heels glittering against the floor tiles and her short exposed denim blue skirt piqued my interest. She was the obsessive soul who loved blue. She was always convincing me that her obsession with blue stemmed from my piercing blue eyes. "What brings you here?" I inquired sarcastically. Alyena being my girlfriend was never ideal for me at times. Her never-ending conversations and arguments made me want to poke

Because I am married to you, I am now considered to be a member of the family legally. “Without marriage, there won't be any deal.” Anna forced down the ball of dread that had formed in the back of her throat. She mumbled to herself, "But that's the same thing as blackmail..." She gave a little shake of the head to try to clear her mind while her eyes searched his face, looking for any indication that this was all just a really horrible joke.

"As you already know, I had three sisters. Two died by my mother’s hand, and the other, by the Pakhan’s hand. When two of my sisters died mysteriously, I dug so deep until I discovered the things mama had been doing to them. . .the way she exploited them. My discovery had led to my decision to protect the only surviving sister I had at the time. . .” Hot, heavy breaths. Tears. "Mamá began blackmailing me into doing things I'd naturally not do. She started off by making sure I stayed hidden, like I was never born and that was when the name ‘Ghost’ was given to me. She used me to commit series of murders and attacks while I was still a teenager. And then one day, she confessed to being in love

“My sister planned her death because she was madly in love with Mason but he did not reciprocate her feelings. She wanted to commit suicide and pin it on him. She wanted the whole world to blame Mason for her death so he would live a life of regret and suffering. Hayley is not a mentally stable person. She’s psycho. When she wants something, she doesn’t care who she has to torment or use to get what she wants. In my case, she decided to use me and the promise that Mason will always look out for me to torment him.” She takes a deep breath. It’s almost as if it hurts her to speak. “Mason, Mira was right all this while. I did try to strangle to death that day…or rather, my sister did. I also fa

I patted her on the shoulder to offer comfort, then turned and sauntered out of the kitchen. Yes, she was my sister. Blackmailing her for the money the rogue Alpha blackmailed me for was downright bad and vicious. But so what? Us sisters had one thing in common. To achieve our goal, we could stoop to any level. If she hadn't lied to Einas Raed, I would've never gotten the chance to blackmail her. So in a sense...we weren't that different.

“Shhhh.. I’m still talking. I’m holding all the cards here right now.” “You know the funny is when your goons kidnapped me I didn’t know you were behind it but after finding my sister in a hospital looking insane with no memory at all, I connected the dots and knew you kidnapped me and you did that to her.” “And the worst part is, you killing her baby, your own child. Man your are the devil’s child. Anyways, she was stupid enough to let it happen.” “Greed did that to your sister so are you also going to blackmail me like she did? You should know by now that I don’t react very well to blackmail.”

She had a frown on her face as she tried to concentrate on her work, but Victoria wouldn't stop calling. Sandra rolled her eyes and eventually picked up the call. "What do you want?" She asked crossly. "I thought I had asked you not to call me again. You are a murderer." Sandra heard Victoria scoff from the other side. "So you want to leave me now?" Victoria mocked. "You know that's not possible; remember, I have your secret girl. Remember when you told me how you set up your sister five years ago? I hope you've not forgotten." Sandra laughed mockingly. "You think you can use that to blackmail me? You've got nothing on me, girl." No one would believe you even if you let that out."

Carol returned her gaze to the door as if she were a rabbit seeking a swift escape from the small red wolf. “Carol.” Ravena sat back down in the comfortable chair next to the sofa, trying to create some space between them so the woman didn't feel so hemmed in. A secret for the sake of a secret? She had to know what Carol was thinking. "Someone was blackmailing my sister." Carol paused. "Perhaps you can assist me in determining who with your special abilities." Her brow furrowed. "I'm not sure if this person was the one who killed her, but..."