How To Be A Sister Novels & Stories

My sister-in-law, Ruby Nolan, had been a part of the family for over a year. She got along very well with my parents, but her attitude towards me was somewhat lukewarm. She rarely spoke to me. She would regularly buy gifts for the whole family but conveniently forget about me. When I came home for summer break, she would take the whole family out for a movie, leaving me to wait for them outside on the porch. During casual chats, she would deliberately bring up topics that would only be relevant to the rest of the group, leaving me out of the conversation. She would even kick up a fuss whenever my parents gave me some money for my living expenses.

Then her expression softened. “I know you love me. But if I’m going to build something that belongs to me, I need to be allowed to stand on my own.” I nodded. “I promise.” She looked at me for another moment. Then she said quietly, “I want you to choose me as your sister, not because you need me as your Queen.” The words settled heavily in my chest. I stepped closer and pulled her into a hug. “I’ve already chosen you.” She hugged me back. “As my sister,” I whispered.

I didn’t know that one night could ruin everything. If I had known, I would have stayed home. I would have ignored the invitation, ignored the dress laid neatly on my bed, and definitely not ignored the voice in my head telling me that I didn’t belong there. But it was my sister’s engagement party. And she has been there for me even during times I didn’t know I needed someone. And she wanted me there, that alone was enough to make me go. Getting to the venue, it was everything I expected elegant, expensive, and perfect, Just like her.

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

Because there were still a lot of things that I needed to do. “I don’t understand why you have to be the one to take care of those things?” My sister said as we sat and walked towards the coffee shop that she enjoys. “You can easily hire someone to take care of that for you.” “I enjoy it,” I replied, “And besides, it’s nice that Stefan trusts me to do something for the pack. “If you want to be useful for the pack, then you should start giving your Alpha children, trust me that’s all you need to secure your position as a Luna.” I love my sister to bits but this is where we usually disagree.

I can feel my cheeks heating up after saying the word sister. I'm still not used to having a gentle sister, especially if she is someone who has this incredible position, being the mother of this Kingdom and all. After I finally greeted my sister earlier, we both ended up crying in each other arms. Now that I think about it, it's pretty embarrassing crying like that in front of other people. What will they think about me? What if they think I'm a crybaby? Or what if they see me as a weakling? What if...

I 'd rather take my sister down with me and receive all the praise and attention from my father, than just live in a big boring castle, full of wolves. “I wasn't expecting this answer, Sarah, I would ask again. Do you know what you are about to enter into” my sister's eyes locked onto mine, I hesitate for a moment. Although Adrian was my mate, I don't feel anything for him. And most importantly he is a bully, and so mean. But I still feel I can put up with him. He's not colder than father, right? So yes, I can do this. I nodded my head in affirmation. My sister didn't say a word anymore, she took me to the group and introduced them as her sister who will be joining the group. Now my mission

I waited. "I have been thinking about what it means," she said, "to have had you here." She said it carefully, with the specific, unhurried attention she gave to things that required the full weight of the words rather than the quick, bright delivery she gave to most things. "Not for the pack or the territory or any of the external things. For me." She paused. "You came here and the pack had a silver wolf. Ethan had a mate. I had." She stopped. Looked at the window. "I had a sister," she said. "The kind you chose rather than the kind that arrives. And I want you to know that before tomorrow, while it is just us standing at this window, because tomorrow there will be the ceremony and the pack

Even with everything we've been through, we still found our way back. It's true what Shiva Sharma said. A sister is someone who loves you from the heart. No matter how much you argue, you cannot be drawn apart. She is a joy that cannot be taken away. Once she enters your life, she is there to stay. I so love my baby sis.