Fern Michaels Sisterhood Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I would've died if a colleague of mine hadn't come looking for me when I couldn't be reached. When I regained consciousness, I told Mom what happened. All she said was, "The fact that Amy treated you that way goes to show just how much of a failure you've been as a sister. You must've pissed her off with the things you said. Otherwise, why would she hate you so much?" All at once, I felt as though I'd been plunged into an icy pool of water. I was chilled to the bone. "Even if I'd been the worst sister alive, did that give Amy the right to kill me?"

His eyes locked on Mira, and a mischievous grin spread across his face. “Who’s this beauty, Liam?” Mike asked, straightening his tie and puffing out his chest. “She’s none of your business,” Liam said curtly, turning away. But Mira, ever the troublemaker, extended her hand with a dazzling smile. “I’m Mira Carter, his sister.” A stunned silence fell. Mike’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water before he burst into laughter. “Liam, you dog!” he exclaimed. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a sister—and one this pretty?”

A sisterhood so tight that we were the envy of Crystal High. But friendships crack. And when they do, the cracks widen. No matter how hard you try to seal them. A murder. A secret. One night. Four girls. What could have been the end of the sisterhood. The end of Me. Mira. Sandra. And… Linda.

Michaël had never really spoken to me about his sister. Just on the fly as he was only telling me about the fact that he has a seriously ill younger sister but he stopped there with no further details actually. I didn't know how I should react. I imagine that he had never told me because he did not know how to present it. It was completely unthinkable. I never would have imagined that Michaël's sister who is so beautiful would have such a defect in appearance, I also think that Michaël dreaded our meeting as much as he wanted if I believe his current expression.

She lost all her claws and sharpness in an instant. The longing in her voice caused my eyes to darken. "Sebastian, is it true?" Another voice asked from the side. The voice came from an older lady. Sebastian inhaled and exhaled carefully. He nodded as he stared straight at the phone screen. "Yes, I did a DNA test. It came out positive. She is really my sister's daughter. Their face is very similar too. If you see her, you won't deny their relationship." Sebastian said. "Oh God." His mother's faint cry echoed in the quiet hospital ward.

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

Winona did not believe me and even thought I was a conwoman. "Who are you? Why should I believe you? Yvonne is my best friend. Why would she poison me? Harass me any further and I'll call the police." I looked at her and said, "I'm Yvonne's younger sister, Greta. If you don't believe me, look into her bag. The poison is in there." Winona did not believe me and laughed coldly. "You're Yvonne's sister? She has never mentioned having a sister. You didn't even bother to make up a good lie."

“Seriously? Are we really going to start talking about us? We're talking about our two daughters here. Not about us.” “Matilda isn't my daughter anymore. Not after she betrayed Seraphina.” Hilda whispers in an icy tone. “She is our first daughter and she will always be our daughter and Seraphina's elder sister.” I tell her so that it drills inside her head. “You're wrong. She isn't Seraphina's sister otherwise she wouldn't have snatched her boyfriend away from her. I know you also see what's going on. I saw the way Michael looked at Matilda and the way she avoided looking at him earlier today. It was obvious that they are both sleeping with each other! And they are stabbing my poor girl in t

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.