Jenna Ortega Sister Novels & Stories

“Please state your name and your relationship with the individuals involved in the court.” She nods. “Veronica Johnson is my name, and I'm the wife of the late JJ and the sister of Becca's Knight.” I hear gasps in the room, and I'm sure my voice is one of them. Becca has a sister? JJ married Becca's sister? Dad didn't mention that to me. The judge nods. “And what else must you say to add to the case?” She smiles as she looks at Becca, whose eyes are wide and pale. “Becca is worse than you guys think she is. Even as a child, she separated herself from everyone else because of what she was capable of.”

"I believe we have not introduced ourselves to each other. My name is Vernadeth Castigado, Verna for short. The eldest grandchild and Jenkins oldest sister." "I uh... I'm Stella Lacrone, Charles' girlfriend. It's nice to meet you." Stella didn't know what else to say. Verna was different from Jenkins. While Jenkins was so easy to converse with, Verna on the other hand is something else. Perhaps it is because she is older. "Fancy meeting you too." Finally, a smile that made the atmosphere better appeared on Verna's face. "I see you were close to my brother earlier. As you can see, I hate the men here."

“I know her. I didn’t really like the girl. Why are you asking?” “I saw her yesterday.” Her jaw dropped. “How? Where?” “In my brother’s house.” She arched a brow. “In your brother’s house?” “Yes. It turns out Jada is Aretta’s younger sister.” “No way in hell.” “Yes way. She kept making dumb ass statements about my relationship with Kai. Calling me a gold digger and all.”

He nodded back before they began walking away while my gaze followed their movement. “Who’s that?” Cyrus’ voice came from behind me. I turned to face him, but his eyes were still in the direction Kairo and the female was headed. “Victoria or Olivia. I forgot her name, but she’s Joshua’s sister.” “I didn’t know he had a sister.” “Half-sister. Alpha Lenard had a child with an omega.” He just nodded his head but didn’t say anything. “Stop looking at her. She’s too young.” I chuckled.

"Imagine my face when they said Bennett." She tilted her head. "Your fiancée's last name is Bennett. Daughter of Elliot Bennett, the tycoon. So I did a little digging on the family. Two plus two. Rhea is Vanessa's little sister." I crossed to the dresser and poured myself a glass of water from the jug. "What are you saying?" "Your fiancée's little sister happens to be interning at your company, and you asked Maurice if he'd seen her. Why would you ask that?"

I wondered why his mother was yet to show up, they made it seem like this was some sort of distant house where one had to wait for a long while before they showed up. "No. Casey and Yvonne are my other sisters but they are way older, married and live with their husbands now. "Oh, I see." I said. I opened my mouth to raise a new question but a tall woman appeared through the doorway his sister had gone into. It explained his height instantly and the striking resemblance could not be dismissed. She looked extremely happy to see her child seated there. She put on a huge grin before turning to look at me. "Caramel dear?" She blurted, a bit of doubt edged into her sentence.

“Oh, so you go way back. No wonder you’re defending him. Maybe there was already something going on between you two. Were you already involved before he married my sister?” I could not hold back anymore. I stepped forward and slapped her, then sneered. “There was already something going on? What happened between your sister and me is none of your business. Who do you think you are? Yesterday, Wendy came to me in a dream. She said she was sorry and told me to find someone better. She also said you are ungrateful and told me to stay away from you.” “That is impossible! That is all fake!” Her face turned pale, but with every sentence I invoked the dead, she had no way to argue.

“And you are right.” Harry’s brows creasing, “What’s your sister’s name?” “Olympia Cortèz. Between the two of us, she’s the only who does not age, like our mother.” My brain was confused so I asked, “I’m sorry. But if you’re Olca’s son, didn’t you say the story you told us between Olca and Luahu happened thousands and thousands of years ago?”

"By the way," I lifted my head and looked at her. She smiled then stretched out her hands. "I'm Diantha Jazz Martinez," she introduced. "Jethro's older sister." My eyes widened. She chuckled making my cheeks flushed. I couldn't believe it! "Big sis!" We both looked at the little girl who’s running downstairs. She's so cute in her pink uniform. Her eyes went round when she found me. "Oh my gosh!" she screamed. "Big bro!” I blinked because of that. I looked at her sister who's suppressing her smile. They're weird.

It was something I was always grateful for. “Look what the forest spit out. I didn’t realize we were doing a reunion with Saint Mikaela.” In an instant, the air cooled and the place fell silent, a familiar tension filling the air. Speak of the devil. I turned to face Jenna, June's twin, Tobias' other sister Jenna, his twin, Tobias’ other sister. Her glare was instant. Ever since I came into their lives, Jenna had always disliked me with a passion. Five years weren't enough to change that. From the beginning, she had always given snarky remarks that had grown over time.