Estranged Sister Novels & Stories

From what happened during the banquet to Rhiannon’s accident. “That girl. You called her sister also. Who is she? She resembled your mother so much apart from her eyes,” he asked the question that had been bothering him since he met Yadira. “She is indeed my sister. She also resembles Rhiannon, if the two of them were to stand in front of you, you would get confused if not for their different eye colors as Rhiannon inherited your eyes and hair colors. However, Yadira isn’t your child. She is my step-sister,” Ernest told him truthfully as he watched the man’s face without blinking since he didn’t want to miss any expression he showed to what he said.

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.

Not pushing. "My sister's husband has just decided to ship their disaster of a stepdaughter to my island for six months," I said, moving back to the bed and sitting on the edge of it with my elbows on my knees. "She got herself expelled from her third university, they've run out of civilized solutions, and apparently the next logical step is to make her my problem." Violet raised an eyebrow. "Third university?" "Third." "That's genuinely impressive in the worst possible way."

His words cut deep, and I glanced away. “I respected you enough to walk away with the humiliation that day,” Jack continued, his tone softer now. “But the truth is, I thought you were his woman.” Silence fell between us. The air grew heavier, thick with things unspoken. I wanted to explain, but how could I? How could I unravel the complicated knot that tied me to Darius, my sister Jenna, and all the wounds that still bled beneath the surface of our families? So instead of telling him the whole truth, I said nothing.

I can feel the anger spiking inside me at the way she sneers at me and once again tries to walk away just as a growl rips from my throat and I grab her by her bicep and pin her against the wall in one swift motion. "I never manipulated you the way he has, for your entire life." I glower, already getting sick and tired of this conversation, "and don't fucking walk away from me while I am still speaking." She ignores my second statement and looks up in my eyes with slight tears gathering in my orbs as she whispers, "no, Mr. Harrington, you are worse. You made me fall in love with you, you pretended to love me for seven months. You had me marry you. And now, you are using me to destroy my fathe

"Eileen, you need to look at the company group chat right now!" My stomach dropped. I opened WhatsApp, and the unread notifications were already past 99. Someone had dropped a photo into the group chat. It showed Mom standing outside our office building, holding a huge cardboard sign. The sign had a few large words on it. "Ingrate Eileen Allen abandoned her parents! Shame on her!" Below, in smaller letters, it said I had forgotten my roots after getting married, let my parents go hungry, forced my sister-in-law to return to her parents' home, and called the police on my brother.

JUNIPER. My sister is evil, well not that evil but she’s doing something she isn’t supposed to. Last night, I was tired so I got up to fetch a glass of milk and then from the window, I saw Zeke and Astrid just talking. Astrid has been telling me that their relationship together is strained, and I felt a little bit glad that they were working something out. I wanted to go back to my room, but then I heard my sister’s name. Guess she has been trailing Astrid around.

The perfect twin with her flawless smile and effortless grace. “I've always tried my best. Why can't you acknowledge that?” my voice was strained, my hands balled–nails digging into flesh, “This is your best? Your sister doesn't have two heads yet she manages to be better at everything!.” Dad barked, his jaw twitching, I bit back a response, the doors slamming open, “Everyone out!” his icy voice commanded, “You aren't allowed near us or our home until you've resolved this” Dad warned, glaring at me,

He is right, where could I leave to, I didn’t have anyone. “I had to try, I don’t know you.” I breathed out. “You do.” Dante spoke, staring at me Everyone has heard about the Alpha’s brother who was banished, just like he was thrown away by his own pack. “You know what happened, you were told the story each time there was a festival, do you realise what they are going to say about you, you were rude and pretentious and you were rude to their Alpha and day after your family rejected your too.” He spoke and more tears streamed down my cheek.

Not only that but this quaint hideaway that was still on Jarrad’s land was also the furthest away from my territory. “I-I honestly don’t know. These are the places we used to come too as kids, and I know she still visited them when she needed space, you know when things got too much.” “Things got too much.” I scoffed, mocking both Jarrad and his absent sibling. “I know you don’t think much of her, Aiden, but she’s still my sister.” “Your sister who has been killing my pack!” I snarled as I turned to face him, “Don’t you forget that Jarrad, she has upset the equilibrium. She has sentenced herself.” I retaliated, my tongue cutting the tension like a sharp blade.