Chris Hemsworth Sister Novels & Stories

“Can’t you see that I’m waiting for you? How can I even sleep after something so huge has happened? Come, we need to discuss the matter.” “What’s there to discuss?” Michael retorted. Heather was crept out by how emotionless her son seemed. “I’ve never met with something so odd my entire life. Who would’ve known that Serena and Christina are sisters? It’s obvious that both of them have nothing in common at all.”

I shut the phone off and slid it back into my pocket. “Who’s that? One of your girls?” she asked, arching a brow. “Jealousy isn’t one of your good traits,” I said with a scowl. “I’m not jealous. You’re not even my type,” she shot back, rolling her eyes. “Hmm,” I drawled, leaning forward. “Pray, do tell, who is your type, little wife?” She grinned. “Chris Hemsworth.” I gave a humorless chuckle. “Tough luck, Red. Chris Hemsworth is married. And so are you.”

He can't possibly. "Chris Hemsworth. Even if I wasn't her brother, she'd raise her nose up at me too. Fucking high standards if you ask me." He finishes and Chris chuckles softly along with some people in the circle. Jane glares at Bethany who shrugs apologetically before she pins me with an icy look. What did I do to you, Jane? I feel his eyes on me before I see it. My stepbrother has stood up for me, not once but twice tonight, even though it's no secret that I can't stand his guts.

he replies, looking genuinely bewildered. “I mean, I’m a woman, and you’re not nervous with me.” “You’re Emma,” he tells me. “There’s a difference.” “Touché.” “Maybe I’m aware I’m not much of a catch,” he goes on. “I don’t look like any of those blokes in your magazines – Chris Holland, or whatever his name is.” “Hemsworth, Scott. Chris Hemsworth.”

“H-h-how is that possible?” Chris asks, her voice thick with a tidal wave of emotion. My heart aches for her—my sister-from-another-mister. The hits just keep coming, like Selene has it out for her personally. I don’t even know how to comfort her.

, Josiah said conspiratorially. “And who’s that?”, Robert was by now all ears. “Someone by the name Sarah Hill”, Josiah said. “I’m told she is Theodore Hill’s daughter. Henry’s sister. But there is no photograph of her on the internet and I walked into a wall when I tried to investigate more into her.” “May be she is a silent partner, or maybe we will meet her in our subsequent brush ins with Butterflies team”, Robert said nonchalantly.

Cristal won't like hearing about this," one of the guys with long hair and a goatee warned. " I'll deal with her later,' he shrugged, pushing me away from the table as I stared at him in complete shock. He just revealed that he has a girlfriend and forgot to tell me? " Who is Cristal? And why won't she like that you went out with me? " I stopped my steps, making him smile. He pointed to the stage, where the band from before was still playing. " The guitarist, her name is Cristal Dhenmeyer, my little sister. I go to all her shows " he indicated a young woman with bright pink hair " Can we go?”

"It is your turn now. Who was the lady you were having moments with when I called?" That got Benjamin hyped as he stood up to sit right in front of Christopher. "If I tell you, you won't believe me." He began eagerly, tapping the table. Christopher raised his nose. “Just spit it out won't be surprised if it's not even great with the anxiousness." “I tell you brother it's worth every of your heartbeat." “Then spill already." "I had Carissa Hemsworth in my fucking house!" He announced in a raised voice. Christopher stared shell shocked, getting himself back together as he blinked several times. "You play too much Ben! Stop joking around."

Her sister stayed too long on that pool picture of him with the woman. “Aren’t you done?” she asked. “Not yet.” Cara zoomed in on the picture, and Hana rolled away. Her jealousy was eating her up, and she didn’t want to take out the anger on her innocent sister. “His sister is also hot. Camilla May McKenna. I think it’s a family thing. Oh, look at their brother.” Hana inched closer to her sister. There was another picture of two boys and one girl. You could tell they were all related. It was true. Kyle had mentioned a sister but never said anything about a brother. Her fingers sought the necklace hanging from her neck.

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.