Friend As Sister Novels & Stories

It is pure and it will always be there no matter how much her sister irritates her. "Vienna, it's suffocating," Ally muttered. Her sister pulled away before, looking at me curiously. "Come on, introduce me to your friends." "She's more like a twin," Ally said, causing my heart to swell in love for her. She gave me a warm smile but I could see the sadness in them. I narrowed my eyes at her curiously. "Ana, this is my big sis, Vienna. Sis, this is my best friend, Anastasia, her sister, Alice, and... uhmm Lianne." I pursed my lips to hold my laughter. She doesn't know how to introduce Lianne to her sister.

Rosa is my big sister and also my best friend, she’s the friend of my mind. When we both were kid, I’m the one who can be mad at her only for a short period of time because I’ve always had something important to tell, I tell her about everything… my day, the mean girls at school who fuck me up, the boys who I had a crush on. I could be mad at my parents for a long period of time but I’ve always failed mad at Rosa. Having a sister is like having a best friend that I can’t get rid of and I’m so glad to have her in my life.

I just want to hide in my apartment all day. I open my message box and the first message I see is from my sister. I even want to call her. I want to talk to someone about last night but I don't have any friends. My sister is the only friend I have. I'm so lucky to have her in my life. She's just nineteen but she acts like my elder sister. She always listens to me and will always give me her shoulder to cry on when I need one. I'm also like that to her. I'm always there for her. I open the message and my face twists in anger as I read through it. What the fuck!

She probes. "We kissed," I confess. I continue. "But, I am so scared. Sarah will be so angry with me. What if she finds out?" "Why do you even care?" She questions. "Because she is my sister, and I am messing around with her best friend,” I answer. “Someone I am not even supposed to look at twice, let alone do anything else with.” "Aiden is not your cousin or brother, he is just your sister's best friend," She tells me.

“I want us to be friends, do you think that’s possible?” She nodded. “No my lady!” She averted her gaze agsin. “A nobody cannot become a fruegd to such a humble lady as you.” She was stiff, it was something I had thought was going to happen and I sighed. “I don’t have a sister, didn’t have one while growing up. I see you as my sister and even though you don’t waht us to be friends, I’ll still regard you as my sister.”

"No, you're not." "Yes, I am." "Jane, we don't share parents. We don't share blood. We don't share DNA." "So?" "So that means you're not my sister!" "That's not what sister means." "What does sister mean then?" "Sister means the person who grew up with you. Sister means the person who knows all your secrets. Sister means the person who would do anything for you." "Would you do anything for me?" "Yes." "Then where were you when Dad died?"

"Do you like her, Liam?" The memory of her voice, young and trembling with a hint of jealousy, echoed in the silent villa. "Sara’s brother, Leo, is my best friend. To me, she’s just a sister." "Really?" "Of course." "Liam... I believe you."

I was calling Cathy. ‘Cathy? Catherine Vance?’ He crossed his arms and gave a slow nod. ‘Yeah, that Cathy. Bet you didn’t see that one coming, eh?’ So I’d been right. The number was Catherine’s. ‘She’s a friend of yours?’ ‘More than a friend, actually.’ ‘Girlfriend?’ I guessed. Jace snorted. ‘Hell no. She’s my…’ He paused, watching me closely. ‘Sister.’ ‘Your sister?’ I repeated, incredulous. ‘You mean like a cousin?’

Akshara turned her eyes towards her Uncle Bruz and said with a frown, “Uncle, don’t blame me by chance I hurt him.” Karen too replied to his dad without breaking his eyes on her, “Dad, I will be pleased, if I am hurt by your darling.” Uncle Bruz replied, “Both of you stop arguing. Karen, don’t be rude to my darling. She is like your little sister.” The word SISTER shocked Karen and replied immediately, “No dad, I can’t take her as my little sister. May I take her as my friend?” “Anything! Karen. Don’t be rude to her,” Uncle Bruz replied to his son in a considerate tone.

Ariel asked wide eyed, but Sara had gotten enough and she fired back, “You are not my mother, not that I have ever had one. You are just my friend, so I don’t get why you are suddenly interested in my health more than me. What the heck is wrong with you?” “Seriously? I’m just your friend, and because of that I shouldn’t be invested in your health right? You’ve fallen sick three or four consecutive times this month, if I’m not mistaken, and just because you seem strong the next day, you are waving it over? What the hell is wrong with you Sara? I’m letting you earlier statement slide because I love you and care about you.” This time Sara let out a small laugh, “You love and care about me huh?”