Jake Paul Sister Novels & Stories

Ravena was accustomed to taking care of herself, too. He's already gone through a lot with your sister, so he doesn't need to go through it again with you. Damn it, lady, he needs to get better. as if she hadn't? Jake had been mentioning her sister! She had adored her in the same way that Lucian had. How else could they have known she was here? darn it, to get even for her sister's murder!

"They threatened to execute me if she didn't cooperate. But she’s smart. My older sister... she’s the strongest person I know. She's the only family I have left. When we were captured, she promised me she would find a way to get me out of here, no matter what it takes. And she never breaks a promise. I know she's out there right now, fighting for me." An agonizing, icy knot tightened in Jake's stomach. The word sister drifted through the freezing air of his cell, triggering a suffocating wave of memories. He closed his eyes, and instantly, Avery’s face flashed behind his eyelids. He remembered her touch on the dance floor, the desperate look in her eyes before she handed him over to the blac

“Good, then. So, when it's my birthday, I'll tell her to make a cake and cook for you two." Jake glared. “She's not your chef.” “Is she? She used to cook for me a lot before she knew you. Making coffee, making lunch, giving food from morning, afternoon, evening, night, sometimes even taking food to the office. How good my sister is, isn't she?” Jake approached Rein, the two men faced with hostile looks. “I became suspicious that you actually have a sister complex, Rein!” Rein smirked. “If that's true, then what? Are you jealous of me?”

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.

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

The police officer took out her pen and notebook, quietly listening to me speak. I began from when I first married Zachary and told her about how I already knew he was a divorcee and had a "younger sister with depression". I was heartbroken at how difficult it must have been for him and pitied his so-called sister, so I chose to marry him without any hesitation. At the time, I simply thought that we could all live happily together as a family.

Sara looked surprised and leaned back on her chair. "Oh, that's surprising. I didn't know you'd notice her. Not that I'm saying that no one will ever notice her, I mean she's pretty and all, but what I meant was, she's Jake's younger sister and she's still a junior. But have you always known that you had a thing for her when you always hung out at Jake's house?" I frowned and quickly shook my head. "What? No. Things just started differently for us, recently-"

“What?” Jake nodded. “It could destroy my family, Bee. I had no choice but to follow her will. Even my presence here tonight could trigger her to act on her threats, so I need to know who she is to you. Don’t tell me she’s no one because I know you better than that. When I said her name, it triggered something in you.” I decided to tell the truth. Lying was ever an option between me and Jake. “She’s Brandon’s stepsister.”

“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.”

Maybe it was the comfort level between us, the inside jokes, the way I wore Theo's shirt like it was natural. "You two seem... close," Jake observed over lunch. "Well, we've been living together for over a month," I said carefully. "Yeah, but…" Jake looked between us, and I watched realization dawn. His face went from confused to shocked to angry in seconds. "Are you fucking kidding me?" "Jake…" Theo started. "My SISTER? My eighteen-year-old sister?" Jake stood up, fists clenched. "She's been here ONE MONTH and you…what, couldn't keep your hands off her?"