Ecchi Sister Novels & Stories

"You hit me?" I let out a cold, mocking smile and said nothing. I raised my hand again. Before it could fall, someone grabbed my wrist. Lillian's face was cold and tense. "Silas, you've gone too far. You skipped our wedding and made me a laughingstock. And now you're hitting your own sister?" I looked at the woman I had grown up with. My chest tightened. I was about to explain myself–when Liam suddenly dropped to his knees in front of me.

I opened the door and walked out and faced the reporters. “Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.”

Her hands, visible at the edges of the sheet, were curled into fists. She'd fought. She'd tried to live. And someone had held her under until she stopped. "That's her," Alexa said. Her voice didn't shake. That surprised her. "That's my sister." She reached out and touched Alice's hair. Still soft. Still dark. Still Alice. But her fingers froze halfway through the second stroke.

Just what her sister’s intention was for tagging a long was a puzzle. Mandy felt like she had lost touch with her sister. They were consciously avoiding each other. Her quitting her nursing job had brought a lot of strain on their relationship as siblings. Not that it wasn’t strained even before that. Mandy had always felt inferior. Annie was stunningly pretty and smart. Annie’s presence and absence were always felt. Annie was the standard that she was always pitted against.

Hard. Soft. Gentle. Familiar. I know that lips. I know that smell. I know that feel. The light flicked on, harsh and sudden and we sprang apart. It’s Niko. Nikolai…My sister’s husband. “Aevia?” Shit.

I eyed her carefully. "They're here, mom has been dying to see you, dad is probably somewhere with Danny those two have been invisible in the last few days. You two just go and settle down, refresh yourselves and we I'll talk after dinner. I asked you guys to come earlier so we can make preparations in advance for shopping." Yep, there was my sister with her wild personality. "Michele?" She turned to her, "please lead them to the room you had set up for them, thank you." She looked back at me with a restless sigh, "alright baby sis, I'll see you later."

She can quickly tell that her grandfather was up to no good and to quickly destroy the mistake his son made, he was ready to destroy Jenna with the sounding news. As the two women took a seat, she noticed Madison talking to her supposed sister. "Bestie, is this the Ericka you have been talking about?' Madison asked, looking straight at her. "You two are sisters, right?" she added before she turned gaze towards Jenna. "Yes she is," Jenna replied before her gaze shifted to her. "Sissy, meet my friend Madison and Madison, meet my sister, Ericka," she introduced the two and quickly enough, the unfamiliar woman reached out her hand for a handshake.

I accused with crossed arms “Sorry about that, anyways I came to witness Damian’s entry to our school.” She giggled. We are a fraternal twin. “Yes, girl. You’re going to be star of the moment.” Her friends, Tasha and Kelvin came to give her high-five. I forced a smile. My sister, and her squad call themselves “The Refined.” They are the most dangerous clique at Euphoren High. Stephanie kept talking with her friends, having forgotten about me.

' I thought. I put my phone away and looked at the manager. He was going to push me into a corner, but I reiterated, "My name is Zacharias Grayheim, the brother of your boss, Selina Grayheim. I can't get through to her now. You can check her card, which has my photo and information linked to it." I thought that would be enough to handle this. It was straightforward. However, the manager did not verify anything. Instead, an ear-piercing laughter came tumbling out of his throat.

She was Ethan’s mutual jerkoff partner. “You mean Bianca Moretti. She’s a Moretti, you all need to remember that,” I lectured strongly. My group was low-key and did their jobs without interfering with my older brother’s duties, but just in case they ever did, calling my sister-in-law a Moretti was a good way to quench the fire. They needed to start getting used to it.