Estranged Sister Novels & Stories

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

my father said, and I wanted to kick him, "have either of you heard from her?" "No," I said. My mother frowned. "She hasn't called? Not even to check in?" "No." "Well that's just—she must be so embarrassed. After everything that happened. The poor thing." Poor thing. My sister abandoned her wedding and left me to clean up the mess and she was the poor thing. "I'm sure she had her reasons," Richard Sterling said. He had the same gray eyes as Damon. The same cold expression. "Though running away from one's commitments is rather cowardly."

I added, narrowing my eyes at her. “You're so arrogant now! Just because you married a wealthy older man, you think you can act like this,” she accused me, bitterness evident in her tone. “I don’t know who you are. Ms. Kim!” I called to my secretary. “Call security and have this woman removed. I have no sister, and that’s one of the reasons I suffered so much in the past,” I said firmly, locking eyes with my estranged sister. “Those who rejected me in the past don’t deserve a place in my life.”

Yet, she had flippantly let go of my invitation and stood everyone up, embarrassing me even more with the chat she had with the total stranger I had sent to her, being rude to her and to our family at once. Even the stranger had seen so many faults in her action and had not ceased to lay out the loopholes before her. But the worst thing of all was that she was still adamant, adding more insults and non-chalance to the pile high of insults she had given me before. But even after all that, I was still connected with her and she was still my sister. I still loved her and could exactly feel if things went wrong or not with her. And this time, I was sure of it. Nothing could explain the feeling i

He lies and the woman smiles. “She didn’t...” the woman scans through the file jacket. “.. mention a brother. Huh. Then again, nobody does list brothers.” Nervous, River nervously chuckles. “Estranged family.” He shrugs, and the woman smiles with an understanding glint in her eyes. “Don’t we all have those? Anyway, we have to admit your sister.” She informs River, and he raises an eyebrow. “This was just a routine check. Is she ok?” He questions, and she smiles.

I fumble with the words. Joseph flinches again, this time, like I poked him with a needle. " You tell me, Lily. I dated your sister, do you think I can settle for Precious afterwards?" I bite my lip. "I wouldn't know." "Let me help you out," he says, " the answer is no." I knock on Esther's door three times before pushing it open. Esther's slender form is tangled with her duvet, her feet her on her pillows and earphones are jammed in her eyes.

Suddenly black ink stained the white screen. "Call your aunt," I read aloud, confused. Aunt Ciara? The ink faded and reappeared. "Your father's sister," I said quietly to myself. Why would I call my dad's estranged sister? I have never even met her. She ran away from home to London, when she was young and never came back. How exactly was I supposed to call someone who's number I didn't even have. I didn't even know her name. "Are you alright," Frost asked, gripping my shoulder.

Her sister had a healthy body, while she was like a broken leaf on a branch. Ernesta went inside and ran upstairs to find her sister. It was different from the novel, where the older sister was jealous of the younger one because she liked Ralph. She had Ernesta's memories, and she knew that she really loved Fiona, her only family. She thought that even though they'd been separated since they were kids, they had the same blood and were closer than anyone else in the world. Even when she found out her sister was too sick to go to school with her anymore, Ernesta was so sad she couldn't sleep for a week.