Estranged Sister Novels & Stories

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.

They realize that they're not just partners in crime-fighting, but also partners in life. A few months later, Samantha and Andrew were enjoying a peaceful evening at home when the doorbell rang. When they opened the door, they were shocked to see Samantha's estranged sister standing on the doorstep. The last time they'd seen her, she was in the middle of a downward spiral. Samantha was apprehensive about letting her in, but she didn't want to turn her away. Little did she know, her sister's visit would change everything.

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.

I repeated, needing to hear it again. "Half-sister, technically." Marcus's jaw tightened. "Different mothers. Same father. We've been estranged for about eight years now. She hated that our father gave me control of the family business while she got trust fund distributions. We haven't spoken since—" He paused, doing the math. "Since before you and I graduated, actually." Eight years of estrangement. Which meant the entire time I'd known Sienna—rooming with her, confiding in her, standing beside her as she was my maid of honor—she'd never once mentioned having a brother.

said Justin with a sarcastic smile . " It does sound reasonable but........Why are you calling her sister even after she was disowned by the Willow family ? " said Eskylrious with a serious tone . " I call her sister because she will always be my sister . Whether we are related by blood or not , we are family . I always support her decisions . She wanted to be disowned by the Willow family in order to break the chains that keep her tied to her painful past filled with suffering . So what if we aren't family by paper ? I love her . She is my sister and will forever be my sister . I will do anything that she asks me too even if she asks me to give her my life because..........I owe her my life

I swallowed every bitter look from his mother, and her comments about my womb being too tired…or too empty. I’d smiled like a fool through it all. For Ethan. And Emelia… my sister. I took her in when she had no one. I paid for her school. I got her a job. I stood by her when our parents called her a disgrace. I made Ethan give her a chance in the company. I trusted her. How stupid of me. Now here I was, standing in the same house that caused me so much distress. And yet… this stranger. No. His brother, Liam was still waiting in front of me.

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.