Bratty Sister Novels & Stories

When we are all close, I see that the girls are all beautiful and different from each other, two are blondes, one redhead and one brunette. “What's up little sis?” Bryan asks as he hugs the blonde who waved at him. So, this is his sister, Ness, you can see some similarities, like the green eyes and blonde hair. “Yes, you are, now let me go.” Ness pushes him. “Friends, this is my sister Ness, this is Liz.” Bryan indicates the other blonde. “This is Sarah.” He indicates the redhead. “And this is Rayka.” Bryan indicates the brunette. I can't help but notice that she looks angry at him when his name is spoken. If the brunette is beautiful, I imagine that smiling must be even more beautiful.

If Mama was here, she would have rewarded him with a kiss and told Brielle to learn more things, but she's in a conversation with their aunt that would be growing old alone being single. Brielle nodded in an understanding way before replying to her brother's last comment about her being dumb " Oh... I see, your brain can only understand little things like who an actor is, I'm disappointed, Bryan, " Brielle fussed in dismay before turning to walk away, leaving her brother speechless. " She's so dumb and full of herself," Bryan yammered, glaring at her direction. He wondered how he came to have a sister so proud and spoilt.

But Val wanted to share this moment with everyone. We greeted Cason and my sister. ‘how are you, my bunny’ Val picked up Brian. He was just a year old and seemed to look at my mate’s stomach. I dint like the look in his eyes. It screamed possessive. ‘oh is our little Bryan possessive of the baby’ my sister rejoiced. My sister had changed. She wasn’t like the cruel murder the citizens projected nor the weak, helpless kid that was hiding in the castle. Now she seemed to find happiness over other’s misery.

He new that she wanted him right there . hey big bro a young woman with short black hair called out as she stepped out of a small car the only one of his siblings who could be here today . forcefully putting thoughts of osirayah to the back brunuer nate extended his hands and said hey sis as he hugged his younger sister. Im glad you can be here he said the game is about to start in 5 minutes .

She answers quickly, and the bright red hair that greets them is a shock to Avery, who forgot how vibrant her sister's hair got in the summer. "Hello, carrot," Avery greets cheerfully, and York elbows her roughly. "Don't be fucking rude," he hisses, and Avery mimes hitting him with a handbag as she saw in an episode of the Kardashians. "Hello, sissy," the woman beams back, looking excited. The two WIlcotts exchange a look, both looking extremely confused. Their sister wasn't outgoing like them, even around them - she was bratty, and somehow very commanding, which made her an excellent female Beta. Women and children felt they could trust her and talk to her when they first met her, but then

“Oh please. Don’t put the girl on our level. She’s used trash. They threw her out with the garbage and someone was stupid enough to pick her up. You should have put a bullet between her eyes and been done with it.” Part of me wondered where my sweet sister went. She was always full of smiles and laughs. Now, she seemed more conniving. It was petty jealousy and sadly reminded me of Sheena. But Bronya had turned into all bark. If she wasn’t pregnant I would have dealt with this another way. She currently wasn’t married and I would have dragged her home with me. I would have forced her to marry someone else. As it stood, she was carrying the next head of the Petrov Bratva and they needed it.

“I don’t know, bud. Any best friend of mine is going to have to listen to me bitch about Hayden’s more annoying traits, a lot, and his little brother just doesn’t quite seem like the right choice.” Brick’s mouth fell open. “Are you kidding me?” he exploded. “Sister, I am the first place you come to bitch about Hayden. I’ve had to put up with that overbearing ass for thirty years now. I mean, come on. Who better would understand his pompous, highbrow—” “Cruelly sarcastic,” I put in. “Knows better than anyone,” Brick added. “Always has to have the last word.” He pointed at me for coming up with a good one, and then came up with his own. “Purposely says the one thing he knows will piss you off.

she groaned, “I need to borrow some money." I smirked, “Now Becky, when you say borrow, when do you plan on paying back?" My sister gave me a sheepish smile. “Big brother," she began in what I'm assuming is supposed to be a baby voice, “you wouldn't really expect your baby sister to pay you back now, would you? I mean, I'm so little." I smirked at her, amused at her antics. “Sis, you're 19. You're not that little."

She sits and says, “When I was a little younger than you, my sister was born. I didn’t know how I would feel about her either.” “You had a sister?” She nods. “Her name was Bryony. She had brown hair and hazel eyes. She was a lot like you. Smart and sweet.” “Did you get along?” “I loved her the moment she was born. I was the first to hold her. She was this tiny wrinkled thing. She was kind of ugly but I loved her.”

Before she could get anywhere near me, I walked toward the room where I know, beta Andrew was. “Everyone! Meet my sister. She likes to whore around. Do you guys know, she even shot a p**n film with all of her lovers. It was a gangbang where she was moaning as dicks stuffed each of her holes.” I shivered in anger as I heard my sister talking so ill about me. “You should have a little shame in you, Rebecca. After taking everything from me, you are still trying to defame me.” I tried to fight her. I was fed up with her walking all over me. Rebecca was a bitch who liked to bite.