Don T Call Me Sister Novels & Stories

“Dante, can I handle Isabella? She’s my problem to solve.” Dante nodded. “Of course. She is your sister.” Hearing that, Isabella’s hope died completely. “Elara! We’re sisters! We’re blood!” she screamed. “You can’t kill me!” “Blood?” I sneered. “Did you think about blood when you were drugging your own sister?” I turned to Vincent. “Vincent, get things ready. The moon is full tonight. A perfect night for my sister to go for a swim.”

Cass is fuming as he says, "What did your brother say? He can't have been okay taking money away from his little sister." "I'm sure he had no problem with the arrangement. He had my mother call because he didn't even have the spine to ask his own sister for help. He was fine having me go around to complete strangers to ask for funding for his project, but he couldn't even face me. He never called or texted to thank me either," I explain. "This is not fair to you," he says. I shrug and say, "I'm not really concerned. At the end of the day, for all his weaknesses, my brother is actually really smart in his area of focus. If he succeeds he'll make me a lot of money."

This Sienna girl is too cheery for my liking. "I know Liam sister right?" She asks curiously. I could understand her underlying question. She's trying to say I am Liam sister and that I should back off. Everyone in the town knows Liam and I are not blood-related and she has the guts to say the word 'sister' which I hate the most. "Uhm yes, I am Liam sister, so I am sorry to say this but you're not the candidate for my brother's wife so if you'll excuse me," I said pushing them apart and walk ahead fuming. The nerve of her.

All over one photo with my own brother after years apart. I stared at her, cold. "You're mistaken. I'm Lucas's sister. Not some side piece. Do your homework next time." Betty looked me up and down like I was dirt. "Sister? Don't make me laugh. Lucas's sister is a Donna. She's powerful, connected, and untouchable. You think you can compare? Trash like you survives on its back." I decided to take that as a compliment on my looks. Otherwise, I'd have already ended her.

It’s hot, literally, it’s twelve o’clock in the afternoon, and I’m in the middle of a goddamn nowhere! “Just call for someone who can do that job,” she was laughing again, what the heck? “Come on, Liana! You’re already grown up! I have to fix Caleb, it’s nearly one, just call me, k? love you! Take care, bitch!” she said then ended the call. I looked at my phone in disbelief, that bitch! Is that really my sister? I stomp my feet out of so much annoyance, I hate it!

Cheerleader Slut! (6) "How bad do you need this cóck?" I growled.. "So bad." She gasped. "Beg For it!" I ordered, as I made an attempt to pull my cóck out of her ass, seeing that it was already half way in. "Eddie... please." "No. Don't call me by my name. Call me something different." I said, already enjoying what was happening. I had never seen by sister being this desperate before. It was something I was willing to take advantage of.

It started with a phone call—a call that shattered the peace we had worked so hard to build. "Hello?" I answered, my voice trembling with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. "Bella," a voice on the other end spoke, filled with a mixture of familiarity and coldness. "It's your long-lost sister, Natalia." My heart skipped a beat as I struggled to process the words. A sister? I had no knowledge of any siblings. The voice continued, revealing a story that seemed too unbelievable to be true. Natalia explained that she had been kept hidden from me, a secret that our parents had taken to their graves.

She will be my wife and she will be by my side till the day I die. My phone rang, bringing me out of my reverie. “Hello.”, said when I answered the call. “Where is she?” Dino’s angry voice came through the phone’s speaker. I smiled and answered coyly. “Where is who?” “Don't play games with me, you bastard. Where the fuck is my sister?” “Would your sister perhaps be the lady that is tied up in my basement?” “I will kill you. If you touch a single hair on her head, I will kill you!” He threatened.

she muttered, then handed me back the phone. Kade cleared his throat. “I gotta go. Send me updates. And August, watch your sister. Don't let her do dumb shit again like answering burner calls.” For some reason, referring to Dona as my sister irked me. "Don't call her my sister!" “She’s sitting right here, you know!” Dona snapped. “Good!” Kade replied. “Then she heard me.” The line went dead, and the silence that followed was deafening. Dona was the first to break it.

* *The others laughed, scattered around, drunk on the thrill of it. *As Yesta brought the searing pipe closer, panic consumed me. I called her the one thing I was never supposed to.* *“S-sister! No, no, sister help!!”* *“Do not call me that, you moron!” she shrieked angrily. “I am not and will never be your sister! You retarded little fool, with your choked-up tongue that cannot say a word without tangling all over them, how dare you call me your sister!? What the hell is wrong with you!?”*