Bratty Sister Novels & Stories

Seth POV. "Come on pup," Moira says coming to our home, I was dressed and ready to go to my friend's birthday, the last couple days were a pure nightmare, I had to be nice, I had to obey and do what I'm asked for, I never knew I was such a brat or that I wanted to be a brat before, after this birthday, I'm gonna brat like hell. "Hey Moira," I say hugging my sister and ready to go, she hugged me back, and we took my gift, the one Moira so kindly brought along, she knows what girls like more than I do.

I growl and rush the perfect creature the goddess has chosen for me. “Whoa, there,” Bridget grabs me by my hair. I knew I should have cut it. “MINE,” I growl again, trying to pull away. “Stevee, go inside. I’ll meet you there,” Bridget says, holding me tight. “MINE, MINE, MINE!” I growl as she walks away. “Drake, down,” Bridget orders. I come back to the front and look at my sister. “It’s me,” I tell her. “Who was that? You smell like her.”

~Thirty Years Later~ ~Dakota’s Point of View~ “Now what have I told you about hitting your sister,” I snap, as I scold my grandpup Braxton. He looks at me with the sad eyes that an innocent seven year old can have, but I’m not buying it. He’s the worst manipulator!

She was my best friend and more of a sister. Finding out Britney was my sister and we had a bad history before, was the biggest blow ever and I couldn't help feeling sad about how everything was at that moment. Maybe if we had met on a different stand, we would’ve gotten along with no issues. But Briney was another word for evil and cruel, she didn’t care about anyone, and smothered and did anything to benefit her. Three men were dead because of her and something told me that wouldn’t be it.

He couldn't help but smile a little as he slipped into the seat next to Jay. The newest addition to their group comes in the form of a tiny girl who's powered by steer rage. Her rage is justified, too. Jake is not an ideal brother, he's straight up using his own sister as an excuse to get away from his crazy ex. The little Jay can see this, too, and that's probably why she's radiating anger whenever she's around her brother.

And I was angry that my sister was enjoying what was supposed to be mine. I had to cover my mouth with my hand as I almost screamed. It was my sister getting slutted out by my man. The disbelief that Bram would hurt me this way had me transfixed to the spot. He was milking my sister’s wet folds dry as he twisted her nipples with both hands. He had her calling his name. Could this be what kept him busy all day? Soon she got off the high cliff and reciprocated the favour by sucking him off. He was resting comfortably against the wall while she faced my direction.

My face was round and baby-like, always making me look younger than what I am. My height was a whole different issue. The women in my family tend to be taller than the men, with my mother coming a few inches higher than my father. I missed the height gene all together. Standing at a whopping 5'3' both my mother and father towered over me. Even my younger sister had grown taller than me over the years. As I grew over the years, my mother and father realized I wasn't what they were wanting in a daughter. Strong willed, disobedient, insubordinate. Those were words my mother used to describe me. My older brother, Derek, the future Beta of the pack was the only one in my family to find my stubbor

I asked, wanting to hear her say it. "This, I can't believe this," she poorly explained. I pushed slightly, my cockhead disappearing inside her tight ass and asked again with a firm tone, "What is this? You must talk dirtier when your small dicked boyfriend is about to fuck you." "Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiine," she moaned, "I can't believe my brother is about to fuck my ass." "I'm already in," I corrected, although not moving, showing impressive restraint. I asked, "Does my big sister want her baby brother's cock in her ass?"

Well, she loved history and she looked well known about the WitchLands as she started describing this. We nodded and laughed as we had a good conversation till the carriage came. I found a few new friends. They were nice. Brad was two years older than me, and his sister Jenny was a year younger than me. Brad was a man of few words and looked reserved in nature, He was quite handsome with his formal wear. Whereas Jenny was a fun-loving cute girl. He loves her sister very much, but also they use to fight very much, but I guess that is a beautiful relationship between a brother and a sister. They were close to each other as their care for each other was seen by their nature.

_ (End of flashback) "WHEN MY SISTER HAS A BOYFRIEND IT'S OKAY! WHEN MY SISTER GET PREGNANT IT'S OKAY!! EVEN IF THEY BREAK UP WITH HER BOYFRIEND AFTER SHE DIDN'T SAY THEY HAVE A CHILD IT'S OKAY WITH YOU!!! BUT WHEN I'M LIKE THE BIGGEST PROBLEM FOR YOU!!" "I JUST DID SOMETHING WRONG, I JUST DID SOMETHING YOU DIDN'T LIKE TO REFUSE, SPEAK TO ME BADLY BUT WHEN SISTER IS OKAY!! YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT I SHOULD IMITATE MY SISTER, YOUR GRADE IS HIGHER THAN HER, I AM SMARTER THAN HER BUT FOR YOU! HE'S STILL THE BEST!!" "NEVER ONCE YOU HAVE BEEN PROUD OF ME!! IT'S ONLY MY MISTAKES THAT YOU SEE, YOU ARE IGNORING YOUR DEEDS IF RIGHT!!"