Demi Lovato Sister Novels & Stories

My stomach dropped. Little brother. Victoria wasn’t Damian’s half-sister. She was his full sister. And she had made sure that night in Vegas would destroy him before it even began. I slammed the laptop shut, breathing hard, the USB drive burning in my hand like a live coal. 'Damian has a sister who tried to erase me from his memory.' I stood up on shaky legs and walked back to the living room. Damian was waiting exactly where I’d left him, eyes locked on me the second I stepped through the door.

"What's going on?" I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. "Actually, forget it. I don't want to bring it up." "No, please. I want to help." "It's just..." I looked directly into her eyes. "I thought since you have a sister you'd understand what it's like to have someone who can't move on from a past relationship." She considered it. "Rhea had an ex. But she's over him now." "She is?" It slipped out but I caught it. "I mean—how did she manage it?"

Lorenzo asked, still looking at me. "Hmm, last night" she replied with a fries in her mouth. Lorenzo shakes his head at me which I ignored. "End of discussion. So..... Where is your step sister, Milo?" Vanessa, Lora's sister asked. I sigh, could this get any worst. "Wait, what sister?" Here we go again. "What are you talking about?" She asked. "Milo has a new sister in the family. The new girl, the girl at the assembly....there she is" Damien pointed to Bianca sitting behind them.

Vivian pressed both hands to her face, tears slipping through her fingers, her breathing turning ragged. “Sierra… please, listen, I swear I tried….” “Your sister,” Damien repeated, almost gently, as though explaining something simple to a confused child. “The child Vivian had before you. The one she hid. The one she abandoned.” Lila didn’t flinch. Her expression stayed cold. Sierra’s ears rang. A sister? A secret older sister. A secret her own mother never told her. She stared at Vivian, her voice cracking. “Mom… why?”

My tears fell uncontrollably as I roared at her, "Why can't you just let me off, Candice?! Why must you do this to me?! I'm your sister!" She looked angry when she replied, "How dare you ask me that question?! Mom and Dad only cared for you! Do you think I had no idea that they sold everything they had just to pay for your wedding? Why do you get everything, while I get nothing? They want you to marry a good man, don't they? Well, then I'm going to make your man leave you! I want you to lose everything just like I did and live your life in misery!"

her little sister, Catrina Lewiston, a popular Singer. The spoiled child in their family, seeing her halting her tracks in the instant, Catrina smiled lightly as she looked at her... "Sister Catherine!!!"

"She was a menace." I looked at him. Damien Castellan had a sister named Valentina. This was a fact I had assembled from his corporate biography—one sister, younger, not involved in the business, kept largely private. I had the name and the age gap and nothing else, because Damien did not discuss his family in settings I had access to. "Did she beat you?" I said. "At Twister, always," he said, with the rueful certainty of a man who had accepted a specific defeat. "I am apparently very bad at Twister."

She was buried and the tree was chopped down. On my mother side, it was her elder sister who committed suicide. She found out that her husband to-be was already married with kids. Unable to manage the heartbreak, she drank poison. I wonder what was running through Luc's mind when she pressed the bottle to her lips and gulped down the toxic liquid that hated her. ~•~ Krystal and I slept alone at night. Dad came in the morning, looking like a decade older. He didn't return Krystal's hug and won't look at my face. He gulped water from the tap and leaned on the kitchen counter staring into rigid air.

I can't help but be happy about it. Unlike most kids her age while growing up, my beautiful Diva decided_ just like her momma did, to never to date just anyone, until she finally meets her Soulmate. Diva followed my footsteps like a true daughter would do. She's a very blessed child and looking at the photos, I could tell she was extremely happy and that's all that matters to me. I only wished her sister never died. That would have been the perfection to her already happy life. Even though Diva acts tough and strong outside, she's a baby within and she's very emotional. To this day, I really wished I was able to grant her request of having a sibling. The one she was really prepared for, didn

“Heyo big sis, is my bestie here?” Michelle stood in the doorway with her arms folded across her chest. She was the more beautiful sibling between the four of them. Demi’s older sister, the one that received majority of the attention from her mom. Michelle rolled her eyes at Victoria before moving to the side. “She’s in her room. Don’t stay too long, we have places to go in an hour or so.”