I Sleeped With My Sister Novels & Stories

Mom answers. I sigh and make way towards the door. "Give me five minutes." I say, knowing every minute spent here makes us later for our flight. I walk up the stairs. "Halsey?" I call. I finally get to her bedroom and breathe before turning the knob. I find her curled up in her bed, soflty crying. "Halsey..." I call in a whisper. She looks up and immediately rushes to hug me. I hold her tightly in my arms and kiss her on her forehead. "I'm sorry for everything. I was just upset. You'll always be my sister, no matter what. I love you." She says through her tears.

All very normal. I slept well, dreaming of...well, to be honest, making love to my sister out on that rock. In my dreams, I'm free from guilt or social mores. They don't lie to me but tell me what I want. What I *must* have. Soon, she was crying out as I fucked her harder. Then screaming. Wait, screaming?

He was trying to convince himself, not me. “Okay,” I replied, offering a light shrug. He didn't say another word. He turned and walked out, and only when the door slammed shut behind him did I let a smirk break across my face. My brother and I shared more twisted similarities than he’d ever openly admit. This was going to happen again. I didn't just get another taste of Nyxaria… I took it with her mate's blessing. I had no idea what this meant for my relationship with my brother, but one thing was certain:

Later,she managed to sleep but I didn't. I couldn't. I have to do whatever it takes to help my sister.

Luke even offered to have a security detail with her at all times but she refused. I sighed and watched my Sister sleep in my arms. I just wanted to fix everything for her and it destroyed me that I couldn't. I held her for the rest of the night and she seemed to be able to sleep peacefully. At least, I could do that for her. Eventually I drifted off as well, resting my cheek on her head. Her alarm went off at six and Eve jumped up and turned it off before it could wake her. Eve looked at us and smiled. I grinned back. "You're a good brother." Eve said as she came over and kissed me.

I said throwing off me. "You are so mean V!" She grumbled exiting the room. I giggled once she closed the door with a bang. I knew she can't stay mad at me forever. She is my sister, although not by blood. I snuggled into the bed sheets and drifted off to sleep. ----------------------- I felt something tickling my nose. I was still too tired to get up from my dear sleep. "Go away." I mumbled. "You know they are both cute, we shouldn't wale them up yet." I heard a voice said.

But, I’m unable to sleep, despite how weak and exhausted I feel. Mama is sitting in the chair beside the bed, whilst Dad is out trying to hunt for clues. “So want to tell me about him?” Mama asks. She knows I am awake. I open my eyes, looking across to her in the room that is only lit by the light coming through the glass above the door. “There’s nothing to say.” I reply softly. I mean, I slept with his brother. I also thought I liked his brother, who I’ve been flirting with all through the summer holidays…

Cindy suddenly started screeching at me like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. “Vic, how could you fabricate a video like that to slander Noah? He saved all of us! How can you do this to him?” Her voice was trembling with grief. Her eyes were brimming with the agony of being betrayed by her sister. That was her final attempt to salvage the situation. As I watched her terrible acting, I could not even be bothered to respond. I pulled a USB drive from my pocket and tossed it onto the stage.

However, in secret, she framed me repeatedly, deliberately hurting herself to make others think I was jealous. I cherished our sisterly bond and gave in to her every time, thinking that if I showed genuine care, they would eventually see who I really was. Despite this, in my previous life, even until the moment I died, I never received the recognition I deserved.

The distance to my room seemed endless, my thoughts a cacophony of confusion and forbidden longing. Finally reaching the sanctuary of my room, I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, gasping for breath. My heart was still racing, my mind eager to replay every second of that kiss. How had I let this happen? Nicholas was my sister's ex-husband, a boundary I had always promised myself I would never cross.