I Love My Little Sister の小説・ストーリー

10 minutes later. I walked into my house I saw my sister sleeping on the couch with something on her face. That better not be tears. I beat whoever made her cry. I walked closer, and I saw a loving and beautiful person. I don’t know why someone would hurt her. That bastard better not hurt my sister. I took the blanket on the other couch and covered her up. I know it's hot outside, but I didn’t want her to get sick. I heard her say something, and she turned over on her back, facing me. I smiled and bent down and kissed her on her forehead. I love you, little sister.” I said with tears clouding my eyes.

I pulled out the chair next to Nat and took her hands in mine. “You are my sister. Also my best friend and one of my most favourite people. I may have another sister out there, or I might not. But Nat, you and me will always be sisters” I told her earnestly. She sniffed and smiled and pulled me into her for a firm hug. “I love you, Sis” she whispered. I chuckled softly and squeezed her tight. “I love you back” I said and pulled myself from her vice like grip. She may be a little pissed at me right now, but Nat is Nat. I will love her always, no matter what.

"All right, Dalia, I'll be nice to her. "Open up now." I said She complied. "Here comes the plane.... brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr I said with a smile. "Ahhhhhh... number number number. " She stated this while eating. My little sister was perfect; she was the sweetest person and she adored me; she brought out the best in me, and I was grateful that she was born into my family.

she whispered. The words hit Ivy like a physical blow. Little sister. Ivy’s fingers clenched around the napkin until it twisted. Her eyes stung instantly, and she hated it. She hated how quickly her control slipped. She hated how her chest tightened, how her lungs felt like they forgot how to work. Riley leaned forward slightly, as if she could not help herself. “My little sister,” she repeated, quieter, like a prayer. “And you were suffering and I was safe. I was protected. I was loved. And you were… you were surviving.”

I said sternly, figuring he hated the damned things just like I did. He gagged and I laughed as relief washed over me. I bounced Morgan like I did with Osprey. “And you, little one, do you like vegetables?” “The little trees are my favorite,” she announced proudly, smiling widely. I melted inside when I saw that she was missing a tooth and another one wiggled as she talked. “Your sister makes really good trees. She puts a lot of cheese on them.” “WE HAVE A SISTER!,” they shouted. I nodded. “Maybe this weekend Mom will bring you to meet her and your nephew.”

"That sibling love. Making fun of each other's worst qualities." I smiled and welcomed her when she crawled into my lap, straddling me before burying her face into my neck. My arms wrapped around her automatically, holding her against me tight enough to feel her heartbeat in tune with mine. Now that everything had settled, life felt perfect. For once, everything was finally as it should be. My little family, my friends and my sister were all I really needed to face anything in the world. And I wouldn't have it any other way. "I love you," Lyla murmured to me, kissing my neck.

She reached out and hugged me. "Thank you for never stopping looking for me". I told her and she held my face in her hands, bracing as if on impact. "You're my sister, I would never have stopped until I found you". I said, my breath airy and fresh. My heart held on high wings as I held down my own breath. "I love you so much". I told her, holding her as tight as she could. "I love you too, little sis". She said, endearingly her heart flew towards me as I held my breath listening to her heart beat.

I called at him from my room as I rushed into the bathroom, cleaning myself up as I stared at myself in the mirror, I realized that in these few days, I had become a mess. “Amy, are you alright?” Lilly called out at me from the room, and I sighed as I walked to her, carrying her as I placed her on the bed. I embraced her, gently, as tears streamed down my cheeks. “Lilly, no matter what happens, your love for me is never going to change, right?” I asked her, tears streaming down my cheeks and she chuckled as she wrapped her hands around me. “You’re my sister, my mom, my dad, my everything. Tell me why I’d stop loving you. Even if I died, I’d never stop.” She told me, and tears streamed down m

It is better understood when experienced than when taught. "Goddess, brother, wipe off that silly grin on your face. You look like a lovestruck puppy!" My little sister, Meghan teases me "Wait till you need your mate. Then you will understand me." I respond with a smirk. She pulls the chair and sits opposite me then her face drops. Worried I get up and pull her up so she stands before me. Tilting her chin I inspect her face and I do not see any scratches. I am quite possessive of my sister. I know I would rip people apart if they ever dare hurt my little sister.

Case in point: Lorelei Adams. I squeezed her back. "I love you, Lory." "I love you, too. You're my sister from another mister and you are going to charm his pants off." She giggled and I smiled at her naivety. "Come on. You're almost packed up. Let's go to my place and get some other clothes that might fit you."