Estranged Sister Novels & Stories

“That sister-in-law of yours is trouble. Stay away from her.” I smiled faintly and thanked her. However, I did not expect that things were far from over. A few days later, after work, I ran into someone familiar in the parking garage. It was Wendy. She grabbed my wrist tightly and lowered her voice. “I have thought it through. I forgive your past behavior. Come home. I will handle Mom. Stop being so stubborn.” I almost laughed. Then, I looked at her coldly. “When did I ever say I was going back? I only hope you disappear from my life forever.”

Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.” “Like hell you’re taking our sister away! I don’t care who you think you are, but she isn’t going anywhere with the likes of you!” Roman looked down on her with benign amusement and said, “She is my mate, and she will come back with me. You will not stop us just because you’re her sister.” Evelyn reared again, ready to drive her point home, when the look of surprise spread across her face, as she felt her father’s hand come down upon her shoulder. “Evie…” he said, “Your sister has found her mate. We should all be happy for this moment that she’s waited so long for.

"Ever since she came back, he's been... different. She has this hold on him, this toxic grip that he can't seem to break free from." Natalie. My estranged sister. The mere mention of her name sent a shiver down my spine. We hadn't spoken in years, not since she chose a path that led her away from family and into a world of chaos and manipulation. And now, she was back, entwined in Noah's life like a poisonous vine, squeezing the life out of him with every passing minute. "I knew she was trouble," I muttered, anger and helplessness warring within me. "But I never thought she'd go this far."

“Sister, I called her. She stared at me surprisingly. I loved you. “Don't call me your sister. I am never a sister to a bitch. She cried out, stay away from me. You took everything away from me. “I never did. We are family and I love you, sister. I said. “We loved you. Father finally broke his silence. I never hate you. I love you, as well as your sister, and about Aiden, he is never yours. He is not your mate, and you can never force him to love you, or claim you. Only your mate can claim and mark you. Aiden Mark on you will lead to your death since he is not your fated one. I don't want you to feel hostility toward your sister because of this, please. I am begging you, daughter.

His sister I suppose. "My orders don't work here. So you don't need permission to come in." She chuckled at my response and entered the room. Her high boots claimed the ground firmly. She stood beside me before offering me a smile. "You don't know me, I guess so." "You are the demon's sister." She contemplated a bit before introducing herself even though I didn't ask her to, "Well I'm the demon's elder sister, Erin. Erin Drystan." So the demon has a family also. That too, an elder sister.

* *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!?”*

I stood on the street corner for what felt like hours, finally gathering enough courage to attempt mind-linking with my sisters. Unsurprisingly, they had blocked my mental connection long ago. I sighed and pulled out my phone, calling my Alpha sister, Alexa. Twenty years as siblings should count for something. No matter how ugly things had become, we deserved one final meal together. She disconnected my calls repeatedly before finally shutting her phone off completely. I swallowed it down and dialed my Beta sister, Riley. This time, after an eternity of ringing, she deigned to answer, like she was granting me some grand favor.

The distance to my room seemed endless, my thoughts a cacophony of confusion and forbidden longing. Finally reaching the sanctuary of my room, I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, gasping for breath. My heart was still racing, my mind eager to replay every second of that kiss. How had I let this happen? Nicholas was my sister's ex-husband, a boundary I had always promised myself I would never cross.

he said. I thought he just had a good memory. I forgot that he'd never once remembered I'm allergic to strawberries. His mother shot me a disapproving look. "Jennifer, a woman needs to be gracious about these things. You couldn't even produce a son. Lydia is carrying the McKinzie family's first grandson. "If it weren't for Harvey's kind heart—remembering all those years you've been together—by all rights, Lydia should be the first wife and you the second."

"I won't be the one to come between you two, I don't want to be hated by my sister and especially have that unborn child hate me for breaking its parents up." Daniel separated my hands from my face and cupped my cheeks, lifting my face so I was looking up at him, he wiped my tears with a sigh . "Jennifer, I'm not going to be able to get over you, not anytime soon..." I moved my face from his hands and turned to look at the side, not wanting to meet his gaze. "We should go back home, we are in someone's yard. Daniel, what we feel for each other is nothing but sexual attraction, which we can get from just about anybody, you focus on my sister and raise your new family." I looked up at him one