I Didn't Kill My Sister Novels & Stories

You killed my sister! "I didn't intend to, technically I only bit her. And that bite is insignificant compared to the numerous stab wounds my aunt and I received from your sister. Have you ever considered that? Or did you just spoil your sister? Even knowing how wicked she is. So, you should also blame yourself. If you had taught her some manners, she wouldn't have turned out to be a psychopath. Maybe my aunt would still be alive, and we would be living happily. I wouldn't be in this noisy world, searching for a victim to quench my bloodlust." "Wait, did you say I killed your sister?”

"You're Yvonne's sister? She has never mentioned having a sister. You didn't even bother to make up a good lie." I took out my identification card from my bag and handed it to her. She was taken aback and became silent when she saw it. "Yvonne and I don't have a good relationship. I wouldn't have warned you otherwise. I have only one condition for telling you about this—I need your help." I might be able to escape Yvonne's dagger in this lifetime and stop her from killing me. However, I was only a high school student who was still studying. The only way for me to escape this family was with the help of others.

I held the baby's breath she loved the most, hoping to secretly celebrate our 18th birthday together. A scene we had dreamed of countless times. Maybe we would embrace with excitement. Maybe we would cry together in emotion. But everything was shattered. What I saw was a cold body. Her clothes were torn apart, and her skin was exposed to the freezing night of Oceanwood. And now, this face identical to mine was left pale. Her eyes were wide open in panic and fear, staring up at the ceiling. In the dark corner of the hotel, completely cut off from the noise, I lost my dearest sister forever.

“Then she will have to be removed.” Clara’s hand flew to her mouth to stifle a gasp. The hedge rustled faintly, betraying her presence. “Did you hear that?” Elianna demanded. Clara fled silently through the opposite path, her heart pounding like a drum. She did not stop until she reached her chamber, bolting the door behind her. She pressed her back against the wood, trembling. Removed. The word echoed in her ears. Her own sister was planning her destruction. Adrian’s Doubts

If she was my killer I needed to eliminate her before she killed me. But I honestly didn't know if I could bring myself to kill my Sister.

Kira looked up at me, and her eyes were wet with tears. "She's gone," Kira said. "I killed her." The words hit me like a physical blow. I stumbled back, shaking my head, refusing to believe. "No. No, you couldn't—you wouldn't—" "I didn't mean to." Kira's voice cracked. "The necklace—it came off—and something took over—I couldn't control it—" I stared at her, my mind reeling. The sister I loved, the sister I trusted, had killed our best friend. Accidentally. Uncontrollably. But still.

My hand goes to my cheek where he struck me, and I feel that same stab of fear again. “I had no problem killing Kim, Chloe Jane, and I will have no problem hurting you to get what I want,” he says as he grabs my face again. “You will do as I say, and besides, I told you I brought your sister. She will be instrumental in helping you.” Tears slip down my cheeks and I feel confused. He just said he killed Kim, so what is he talking about? Who is my sister? “I don’t… I don’t understand what you mean,” I say, shaking my head. “What sister?”

“I almost loved her, but then I found that her family is using her to be close to us. I think my sister learned about it, and she confronted them, which resulted in her being killed. When the crime happened, I wasn't there with her. I was having a business meeting with the other Alphas. And when I learned about it, I immediately searched for Cassandra's parents to kill them, while she escaped. But despite that, I still haven't saved my sister.” I bit my lower lips from what I've heard. I don't know where I was when this happened. Never did I learn that Massimo and Klein actually had a sister. “I am so sorry to hear that, Massimo. If I had known what happened, I would have helped her,” I mutt

, she laments disconsolately and at the moment without ideas. “My sister, I never bribed anyone... I'm sorry to just tell you this now, it's just that you..., well, it would have been easier for you to accept, at the time and..., under the circumstances... Anyway..., I just killed them..., everyone who discovered us and... I would kill Rúbia too, but as I said... I have no idea who and... how many people already know about us.

My father’s face was unreadable, a mask of cold authority, but my mother looked broken. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. I already knew. I had killed my sister.