How To Be A Sister Novels & Stories

" I insisted. She came to me and grabbed my trouser. She blinked her eyes repeatedly in order for me to change my mind but there was no way I'm taking my sister to a all guys hangout. I don't want them staring at her. I hate when guys, even tho they are my friends stare at her like they want to devour her whole. Its not new, I and my sister are considered the most cutest and most prettiest around here. I don't know about my own looks, I honestly don't care if I'm really too handsome or not, but my sister's can't be hidden, it's true that she is indeed the most prettiest girls around her. All the girls that I've dated, I haven't come across one that will beat her in that area. She has been wi

Though she has said that, it is really not needed to be connected to a 'good partner' but, as she believes, if a man is really capable of doing something that he will not regret, with dignity and spine, there is someone or people who will subconsciously follow him and be their leader. "You're a boy at this time, but soon you will continue to grow up like your big brother, right? If there is, something that makes you uncomfortable right now, you can tell your sister Mi Mi ,and I will help you. But one day, I will not be able to help you, so you need not to cry but to find solutions to the thing that makes you uncomfortable." Ah, it seems to be like this. Shan Mu watched his sister Mi Mi with

We shared the closest bond life had to offer. "Cara, do you think mother would be proud of you for this?" I had to point out, sniffing at the demon my sister had become. "I don't care about what she thinks, especially not now." She rolled her eyes and creased her arms across her chest, ignoring the memories we had shared since life had begun. "You are letting all of this happen, over a man?" I shook my head pitifully at my sister. She seemed to have lost the person she was all because of someone who was probably resting in bed at the moment

I'd dо ѕоmе thіngѕ to hеr, I tell уоu whаt. "Whаt іѕ іt, ѕwееthеаrt?" "Dаddу, I nееd your hеlр. The pump ѕtорреd working аnd I nееd уоu to come fіx іt." "I саn't bаbу, I'm grіllіng. Brіаn, hеlр уоur sister out."

a title I wear with pride. I glance at my sister, who is practically vibrating with excitement. Sometimes, I wish I am a little more like Samantha. Samantha is free-spirited, carefree, and effortlessly social. While I bury myself in books, Samantha embraces life, dating, partying, and sneaking out to clubs. But I have spent years proving my worth to our father, especially as the daughter of the woman the world refers to as “the Buckley baby mama.” I have to work twice as hard to be seen as a legitimate part of the family.

Evelyn gave me a vicious kick. “Get up! Your little charade is over. My sister’s here, and my brother-in-law is on his way. She hates nothing more than people pretending to be her husband. The real one’s about to walk in. What excuse do you have left? You’re not going to claim you’re him now, are you?” She lifted her foot to kick me again, only for Valerie to shove her aside. The bodyguards surged forward instantly, crowding around me to check my injuries.

"From the moment you deliberately approached Gordon, told him that you had a hated younger sister and goaded Mom and Dad into trading me for money, your fate was set in stone," I said, smiling at Marissa. When we were young, I always suffered because of her, but that was only because I hadn't yet learned how to be crafty, nor did I have any way to guard against her schemes. However, once I became aware of my circumstances and decided to change my fate, I began learning all sorts of things. Every day, I would envision possible futures and think about how I could protect myself against them.

My body still hasn't fully recovered. I told myself it was all worth it. And now, I find out that just as I got pregnant, my husband was already crawling into bed with his own brother's widow. Disgusting. 'System... can I take my daughter with me?' [No. That would violate the laws of this world.] I was silent for a long time. Finally, I replied, 'Then take me out.' The system flickered. [Protocol initiated. Countdown: 24 hours.] Harvey was watching me. He softened his voice.

'Sister, please… he is trying to protect you…' I plead to her. She looks down and closes her eyes. 'If he really tries to protect me, he is only pissing me off…' And as she lets go of my hand, she walks away and closes herself to us. 'One day, you will be a great leader. One day, brother… but that won't happen until you learn how to treat people, especially your own sister… the way you say things will have a different effect on different people, always.'

*HERON’S POV* Sitting around the dinner table, my sister snuck up from behind and hugged me. “What’s up, little brother?” Her infectious smile always made my mouth curve into one as well. “Pretty much the same. You know how boring I am.” A frown subdued her features as her lips thinned. “If your life is so uneventful, why don’t you make things happen for yourself? Go visit your friends from high school or start college.”