Jake Paul Sister Novels & Stories

“I’d like that.” That night at the lake house, the atmosphere was heavy but different ~ less like dread, more like the beginning of something new. After dinner, Jake and Emma slipped away to the dock. They didn’t speak at first. Just sat side by side, legs dangling over the water. Eventually, Jake broke the silence. “I have a sister.” “You do,” Emma said softly. He turned to her. “Does this change anything? For us?” Emma shook her head. “It changes the shape of your family. But not us. Never us.”

She knew what it felt like to be that powerless. The scene was starting to attract attention as people were starting to stare at them. Just then, Moira stepped into the scene, and with a sharp word and a steely look at the elite man, she shit him up. “Who is that?” Luna felt intrigued enough to ask. Because for Moira herself to step in, and not any one of her minions, she suspected the young man was very important. “That’s Brian Lake,” Jake replied. “Justin’s younger brother.” Luna looked at Jake with surprise. “Really?”

Jake yelled out of his lungs and suddenly started laughing aloud. Mason walked closer to me and held my hands. “Look, you know that this is not possible. I mean, there must be a mistake somewhere. The moon goddess cannot bless us with a mate who is our sister!” Mason blurted out in confusion and turned to look at me. Clearly, they all awaited my verdict, since I was the smartest of the quad. “She is our step-sister”, I corrected, as though that made much difference. “Even though! This is an abomination! The world can’t hear of it”, Jake cried out as he dug his hands into his head and paced around the room.

Jake doesn't want to tell me because he said it was very important and I would reject the offer if I know the country. "Sit down dad. Auntie Bridgette will be here any minute from now"she says and I frown. Bridgette, that girl really gets on my nerves. She tries to act all good but I know something is up on her sleeves. Bridgette is Bryanna's younger sister. She came around two years ago saying she was forbid by her parents not to attend her sister's funeral and now she wants to make up for it by being there with for the girls.

“Aunt Irene? What are you doing here?” She looked over at Jake and smiled before turning to me and giving me a questioning look. “Stephen and I were in town visiting his sister. Poor woman isn’t doing well. We stopped by here for dinner. We head back to New York tomorrow afternoon. Who is this?” She said, looking me up and down, making me feel uncomfortable with how she was looking at me. “This is my girlfriend, Amalia. Amalia, this is my dad’s sister, Irene.” I offered my hand out to shake as Jake introduced us, but Irene refused to shake it.

She was sure Jake wasn't an only child. "He has three sisters, but no blood brothers. He has one older adopted brother, but he is actually a cousin to Jake from his dad's side, so no royal blood. The Alpha doesn't think the packs will unite behind a girl, especially one as young as Jake's younger sister, she's only 14 and not quite ready to be queen. Which is a bit sexist when you think about it, but she is pretty young and would have a hard time convincing the packs to join together under her ruling," Sam said in explanation.

“I do know her. Why is it so important to you to identify her?” “Because your mate has offered to procure her for me,” came the stunning response. Shock didn’t describe how I was feeling right then. I lost my grip on the bottle, but his reactions were lightning quick, saving me having to clean up. “Thank you,” I breathed. “Well?” “That’s Amy Jordan,” I told him. “Jordan?” “You’ve guessed it,” I said. “They are related. She’s Jake’s younger sister.” “An Alpha’s daughter?” “I’d like to think we became friends. Amy’s probably suffering for that now, all because of me. Kane will be relentless in his questioning.” I laid my head on the table. “Why didn’t I take that into consideration before elop

“Jena.” Shock coursed through me. “Jena was your sister?” Jake stepped forward, his voice calm but firm. “Selena, whatever pain you’re feeling, don’t let it cloud your judgment. Let’s talk—” “Talk?” Selena’s voice rose, shrill and broken. “You think words can fix this? My sister is dead because of you, Priscilla!” She pointed a trembling finger at me, her eyes blazing with fury. “She told me it would work. She said she had a plan, and now she’s gone. The only family I had left—gone!”

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

Avery told me to hang on a moment, but I slapped the controller out of his hand. “What, man?” “Your sister, where is she? I don’t see her here.” “She didn’t come tonight; she went to a party with Jake Porter. Ryan is picking her up later,” he said and quickly went back to his games as everything around me came to a dull roar. She was at a party alone with Jake Porter and his friends? What the hell was her brother thinking? I ripped the controller out of his hands and picked him up from the couch. “Dude, are you serious? Why the fuck did you let her go alone?” I screamed. This caught the attention of a few people nearby and the music seemed to quiet down.