Books Like My Sister's Keeper นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Elena!" A gut-wrenching scream cut through the street noise. I turned my head. A walking corpse knelt ten meters away, held back by three of my bodyguards. Matted hair. Sunken cheeks. The dark, bruised eyes of a junkie. It was Bella. "Elena!" she struggled, trying to get to me. "Look at me! Look at what I've become!" I watched her, my face a blank mask. "I don't know you." "You don't know me?" Bella let out a sharp, cawing laugh. "Elena, I'm your sister! Your beloved Bella!"

The books didn’t just help pass the time—they kept me from tearing myself apart. “What a bastard Edgar is,” I muttered, slamming the book shut for the third time. “She loves you, and you’re still running after that stuck-up princess? And what the hell is wrong with her? Does she have no self-respect at all? That piece of trash found out she was pregnant and still went right back to living his perfect little life!” “Are you talking to yourself again?” my sister asked, sticking her head into my room and looking around at the disaster zone.

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.

The book of our lives slammed shut, and a new one opened, but the chapters seemed to unfold at a painfully slow pace. Turning another page didn’t scare me; I was curious to see what came next. The thought of my beast tearing up the pages of my book made me nervous. Despite always feeling guilty when my sister left, she constantly reassured me it wasn’t my fault. She believed in me and encouraged me to lead our pack with an unwavering hand.

"That conversation is going to require more courage than anything I've done in this whole situation and I did this whole situation in your dead sister's— your sister's — I wore Anna's wedding dress. I thought that was the hard part." "It gets easier," Neo said. "Does it?" "No," he admitted. "But we do it anyway." She looked at the bookshelf. At the rolling ladder. At all the books his father had loved and Neo had inherited and she'd spent six weeks reading in the armchair across from the desk where Neo worked and somewhere in between all of that they'd accidentally built something real. "And the baby," she said. "When do we tell people." "When you're ready." "Margaret is going to—" she stopp

“If you had any backbone, you wouldn’t come back after leaving! “Now you’re still dreaming of returning to the pack and competing with Rose for her position. You’re truly shameless!” Leon’s words instantly caused everyone to look at me differently. “I thought Claire came back to care for her sister. I didn’t expect her to come back to steal her sister’s happiness. “Good thing Alpha Leon loves Rose.” The surrounding discussion made Rose’s eyes redden. She generously stood in front of me again. “Please don’t say that about Claire. After all, she’s my sister.”

If he refused to marry my sister, their child would be illegitimate, and just thinking about that made my chest tighten, and I didn’t like it at all. “This is frustrating. Why does everything have to be so complicated?” I muttered, rubbing my face with both hands. Just then, I could feel the dizziness creeping in, threatening to pull me under again, so I pushed myself off the bed. I needed to do something, anything to distract myself. As if on cue, I thought of the library. Right, maybe reading a book would help. So, I made my way to the third floor, slipping quietly into the massive library. Even though I’d been here before, I still felt a sense of awe every time I saw it. The shelves stret

he said, forcing a smile. “I think I have some Pepto in my bag.” Before he could respond, I was digging around in it and pulled out a few of the chewable tablets. “Whatcha reading?” he asked, spying my book. “Oh, just some silly… it’s nothing.” I didn’t feel like explaining to him I was reading a vampire romance novel. It seemed kinda dumb when I said it out loud. In my mind, it was for research, or at least, that’s what I told myself, but I actually secretly thought I was slightly jealous that my sister had such a hot boyfriend. Of course, there weren’t a lot of books about the girl falling in love with something other than a vampire, so that had to do.

I didn’t have any accomplishments, certainly nothing I’d done to be proud of anyhow. “So what do you like to do,” Ryan asked. “I uhm … I don’t do much. I like to read,” I said, wanting to slap myself. Why couldn’t I be more outgoing? “That’s cool. I bet you like Heather Killian’s books huh? That’s what my sister is all into,” Ryan said, laughing. I grinned like an idiot. She was the most well known author of werewolf romance stories. I giggled. “Isn’t that the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard,” Ryan said.