He Chose My Sister Novels & Stories

My six-year-old daughter, Lily Hayes, lay unconscious after a car hit her. My husband, Ethan Hayes, was a surgeon, but he insisted on doing my sister Vivian's minor surgery first. He said Vivian's husband had died saving his life, and he couldn't turn his back on my sister and her son. He assigned other doctors to save Lily and went into Vivian's operating room himself. Lily survived, but she lost her right forearm and her left lower leg. When Lily woke up, she told me Vivian had pushed her out of the safe area behind the stone bollards and into the path of the out-of-control car. I asked for the accident to be investigated. My mother slapped me. Instead of stopping her, Ethan grabbed my wri

My older sister, Bella, was a high-needs child. For eighteen years, my whole family revolved around her. For her birthday, Mom bought her a hand-made music box carved from rosewood. I got the cheap wooden comb they threw in for free. When our potions exam results came out, Dad bought Bella a moonstone necklace at an auction. I got the cheap beaded bracelet they threw in for free. Before the academy term started, we went shopping for things we needed. When the clerk said Bella’s dress didn’t come with a free gift, she looked worried. “But if there’s no free gift, what’s Emma going to get?” Mom stroked her hair. “Sweetheart, you’re always thinking of others.” Dad handed the clerk his credit ca

My face scrunched up in confusion. “What are you saying?” “Your sister was presented to me today instead of you, they said you didn’t want to marry me, is that true Bella?” He asked staring intently at me, I shifted backwards a little. “W..What are you saying?, you chose my sister, not me.” I argued. “I picked you, I mentioned only one name from the beginning and it’s you, Aria.” He said softly and I loved the way my name rolled off this tongue so smoothly.

He asks looking at me like I’m unicorn. “I don’t have a choice she’s my sister. Everyone else in her life is turning their backs on her. No one wants to accept that she’s a kid and she’s having a baby. I can’t help feel like she’s terrified. If I turn my back on her she’ll be alone.” I say and he rubs his face in frustration. I look at him surprised at how emotional he’s getting over this. It’s weird having someone in my corner. It’s blowing my mind that he sees my pain and discomfort right now. So far I’ve been told to suck it up and move on.

"Your sister, for example, would have been an obvious choice. She's young, beautiful, brilliant, and never divorced. But now, it’s you." She's obviously putting me down. I blink, surprised by the bluntness of the question, but I don't let myself flinch. My sister. Of course, that’s where this is headed. I can hear the words hanging in the air—my sister would have been the better choice. “Henry makes his own decisions,” I reply, my voice steady despite the acid curling in my stomach. “And I believe he sees something in me that goes beyond... what you might value in a match.”

I look up and gaze into his mahogany brown eyes. "This can never happen again, I have no idea what came over me, but this." I point between him and me. "Is over, you're with my sister, you chose her, when you had a choice." I let out a sigh as I grab my purse. "I'm going home." He grabs my wrist as I was about to walk away.

I was shattered, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I clung to my sister, tears streaming down my face as I poured my heart out. The memory of him asking her to be his Luna right in front of me haunted my thoughts, and I couldn't help but blame myself for not taking action in that moment. "He chose her over me," I sobbed, seeking solace in my sister's comforting embrace. "Seeing you cry like this is a shock. So, who is this 'she' you're talking about?" My sister held me at arm's length, her gaze filled with curiosity.

He said with such a straight face, I actually felt bad talking to him. "Yes but if it's guilt you're feeling," I closed my eyes and tightened my fist. I knew I shouldn't be doing this to my sister but I felt like I had no choice in this, he deserved to know and get rid of his guilt. "I think you should know, when I got home yesterday, my sister was literally having sex with another man."

I wanted to remove my gaze from them while they made out in front of me but I couldn't. My mate didn’t want me. Worst of all, he chose my sister over me.

I said firmly. "Go on, she's not my sister." I was stunned by what he said. He tapped me on the shoulder and smiled. "Let's go and find Lucas. I love your child so I will choose the child over my sibling."