Breaking Their Precious Little Sister Novels & Stories

The seventh time my parents ask my sister, Alexandra Sterling, to blow out the candles on my birthday cake, I finally break down. Ever since Alexandra returned home after being missing for three years, I have become the most insignificant person in the family. In a fit of anger, I storm out of the restaurant and run down to the river, desperate enough to put my life on the line just to make them understand how deeply they've hurt me. Alexandra stands by the railing in an elegant dress, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry, Ella. I know I shouldn't have come back and taken Mom and Dad away from you." Before anyone can react, she climbs over the railing and throws herself into the

I have been showered with so much love and I know I am limiting their daily life activities because of what I am. I am just too stubborn to take a big step. It's not easy to accept that someone broke you. I still hear what they say in my sister's funeral, the disappointed looks they gave me. The one who lived was not the bright, special and talented kid. The gifted teen with the brightest future died saving her completely ordinary dull sister.

“Who is your sister?” “Mastermind, I`ve seen you on T.V, I`ve heard rumours. Please give me my sister, I`ll work for you if I have to. My sister.” He was starting to cry. “You`ll work for me?” “Yes, just give me back my sister.” “Who are you?” “They call me "The Breaker". There is nothing I can`t break into no matter how well is encrypted.” “I think I can help you find your sister then.” I said, “She`s a Receptionist, right?”

To be honest, when he left home, the last one he had to part with was not his parents, but the beast in front of him. "Senior Sister." At this time, Little Apple looked up and saw the figure of Little Alice, who looked like a fairy. Of course, she just looked like a fairy. That’s because he knew how scheming his senior sister was. Sure enough, Big Black couldn't find him by itself. It must be because of his senior sister. "Little guy, you still remember your senior sister. It's not like you don't have a conscience. It's not in vain that your senior sister came to help you vent your anger on the Steele Family." Little Alice said with a smile.

Jax said. “That doesn’t sound good.” “It’s not. At all. When I came home I expected to find my baby sister bouncing on her toes, then jumping up into my arms for a hug like she used to. She was so bubbly, and happy. Always quick with a smile, and a laugh. Man her laugh was one of those belly laughs that are addictive, you know. The kind that makes you laugh right along with her. She was also quick with a hug and a cuddle, and she always seemed to know when you needed one or the other. She was so affectionate. Now. Now she is terrified. She jumps, and flinches if I even move in her direction. She trembles, and shakes when I go to kiss her on the head like I used to when we were kids. They bro

"If you would just let me finish before jumping into random conclusions." "You just said they broke up, how? When? How the fuck did all this happen only when I wasn't here?!" She sounded so excited that I had to wonder if I sounded the same when I spoke about him to her. "Well, being the good sister I am, I helped them make up." I shrugged and she gave me a disappointed 'oh'. "What?" I chuckled, drinking from my apple drink. "You don't want my sister's happiness?" Hazel was friends with my sisters only because of me. They could not even classify as friends because all they barely did was say hello and goodbye.

Well fuck what everyone else wants and fuck leading a pack. I pull into the driveway and head into my parent's house. "Jason!" My little three-year-old sister Brianna runs over to me as I walk through the door. I smile, reaching down lifting her up. She wraps her small arms around my neck, placing a kiss on my cheek, hugging me. I may be angry and broken inside, but she has this special way of making me smile when I have nothing to smile about.

“This little sister is so cute. What's her name? Little sister, I like you; let's be friends.” Zaire gnashed his teeth together. “Such a daring boy.”

“If you want Daddy to remain married to Jojo forever, you have to give them some time alone. You want a little sister to play with, don't you?” “I want,” Nill said. He would be so happy if he had a little sister to spoil. He would protect her, just like Daddy protected Jojo. “For Daddy and Mommy to give you a little sister, they have to be alone. You cannot disturb them, okay?” Finn said. He wanted to spend some special time with Jojo. They had just gotten married. They needed it. Nill hesitated for a second. He still wished that he could sleep with his parents. But since he wanted a little sister and wanted his parents to be together forever, he nodded his head.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!