Estranged Sister Novels & Stories

Not only had they disobeyed and put themselves in danger, but they had also brought back a stranger, and this wasn’t any stranger—this was their half-sister, Willow Kai Everest. I clenched my eyes shut, feeling a headache began to form. The reality of the situation hit me like a blow to the stomach, leaving me at a loss for words.

A voice, laced with irritation and anger, rang out, "How dare a bunch of lowlifes call my sister such words?" The figure stepped into the alley, effectively cutting off the children's avenue of retreat. As his gaze swept over the scene, it settled upon the woman sitting dejectedly on the ground, her tears glistening in the fading light. The moment the stranger laid eyes upon his sister's distressed form, a palpable shift occurred in his demeanour. It was as if she represented the foundation upon which his entire being was built – a reverse scale, not just for him, but for the entirety of the Celeste family.

So that wasn't a lie, huh? The fact that she had a sister didn't mean I get to trust her ever again. Not once did she mention this sister when she was stating her demands and letting me fondle her. "This sister, when did she leave the pack?" I asked him. "Six years ago." There. Six years went by, and the stray never attempted an escape from her former pack. Now she would use her sister as an excuse? She must think me a fool. I raced up the stairs and went to stand by her door. Moments passed before I punched in the codes and entered, and there she stood, in the center of the living room, waiting for me.

“We were mates once. Forgive me. Lock me away, I promise, I won't do this again.” Dark Sister tilts her head, her pointed ears twitch in annoyance. “Pathetic!” she hisses in disgust. "I, Ester of the Dark Realms, better known as the Dark Sister of the blessed Wolfen trio, reject you, Vincent, as my created Mate. You are beneath me; let the creators' dust claim you back." Her words carried an undeniable resolve.

Esther: “...” That was savage! Esther couldn’t help but chuckle softly—her sister was seriously fierce, even daring to throw shade at Evander! Still, she worried about her sister. Esther hadn’t had much contact with Evander until recently, only after the Davenier family kicked her out and the old engagement drama came up again. From what she’d read on social media and heard around the circles, this guy was definitely no joke. “If your ‘bedside baby’ finds out you’re using him to compare kidneys...”

joked Sam with a strange look. Luna blinked a few times, to be honest, she was immediately nervous at Sam's question, but Jane nudged her leg and whispered to shut Luna up. Luna was a terrible liar, so it would be troublesome if that girl opened her mouth. "What are you talking about? We were hanging out with Eros and his sister, and by chance, his sister suddenly gave birth so we brought her here. What silly things do you think we might be doing here?" interrupted Jane quickly. Luna tightly closed her lips while looking at Jane who was lying so casually.

She deliberately stirred up conflicts, pushing Darnell to grow disgusted with Erin and slowly distance himself from her. For three months, it had worked perfectly. She had been just one step away from driving Erin out for good. But now, Darnell had completely turned on her. "Darnell, what are you saying? I'm Amber. I'm your sister…" Amber buried her face in her hands, her tears streaming down like broken strings of pearls. But Darnell didn't even blink. "My sister is Erin. Do you not understand? You are nothing but her placeholder! You don't share a single drop of blood with me! When I choose to spoil you, you're a Huff heiress. When I don't, you're just an orphan from the streets!"

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

Go fix her right now! "Otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my brother!" It had been less than thirty minutes, yet Charlotte already knew. Other than Liam, I couldn't think of anyone else who would have told her. As for this sister of mine–ever since she kicked me in the chest for Liam, I had already given up on her. My voice turned cold. "I should be the one saying I don't have a heartless sister like you." Ignoring the shock on her face, I kicked her out the door.

"You were reclaimed because you're ours." Lucien closed his eyes briefly. Elias looked exhausted. And for the first time, the word ours didn't sound like family. It sounded possessive. Dangerous. Like a claim I hadn't agreed to. I opened the door. "I'm not anyone's," I said, my voice steady. Then I walked out. Behind me, the rules had shattered. I wasn't their sister, not by blood, not by law, not by any bond I couldn't break if I wanted to.