Johnny Storm Sister Novels & Stories

She had lost her chance to do shit like this when it mattered and now it was too late. My phone rang as I got to the elevator. It was Stormie, my twin sister. I ignored the call. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, especially the golden child, Stormie. She was the most annoying creature on the face of the earth. Talking to her would be like walking blindfolded in a fucking minefield. The elevator door opened and she was standing there. Her hair was different. Blonde. "Fuck." She jumped and hugged me. "Don't curse, Cricket."

"I loved our old school. Why did we have to move?" Storm found a place to put their precious cargo in park before turning to give his sister who was now snuggled into his brothers side a soft look. "Celia, you'll do great," he said picking his words carefully. "Remember, anyone who dare to lay a fucking finger on you will be she shredded to pieces by me." She snorted, "language, Stormy." His lips tipped upwards in a smile. He was glad their sister wouldn't break down at the last minute. "So who's ready to face this day yo?"

he said. Grace looked up quickly. Johnny smiled slightly. “Don’t worry. I am too.” Grace exhaled slowly. “I don’t know how to feel about it.” Johnny nodded. “Fair.” Grace looked at him seriously. “Johnny… Anita is my sister.” Johnny’s expression softened. “I know.” Grace continued. “And you two dated for years.” Johnny sighed. “I know that too.” Grace stared into her coffee. “I don’t want to hurt her.” Johnny walked closer and sat across from her.

But he was determined to prove them wrong and show them that he was capable of change. "She has been patient with me and has always believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself," Stormie added. Milly placed a comforting hand on her brother's shoulder. "I will make sure that the kingdom knows of your decision and that Naya is officially recognized as your mate." Stormie smiled gratefully at his sister. "Thank you, Milly. I am truly blessed to have you as my sister." With that, Stormie left the room, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders. He knew that there would be challenges ahead, especially that of how to handle lady Samantha.

Laura woke up that morning to the notification on her phone. It was Storms remembrance. The day her sister died. The only person who has reminded her of having an original family—not the way she felt like a tag along with Maddie and Dave— Storm was her only family. No mum. No dad. And then Storm died. It had crushed her. Crushed her in every sense. Knowing that there was a high probability of Storm being killed. It wasn’t a natural death. No! Her sister was poisoned! And the killer might still be out there.

Storm turned around and stared at the girl in front of her, he regarded her slowly. "You are not Juno," he said in anger. Juno hair wasn't black, it was blue and it's very rare, so rare to see it. "I am not Juno, I am her sister. Remember the night you wanted to leave Ashland and I came to meet you that night before you left? The girl who had given you something precious to her for you to keep it in remembrance of me, do you remember?" Recognition flashes before his eyes. "Rumi," he said in surprise and when Rumi tried to walk closer to him again and wanted to hug him, "Don't, I don't like it." Storm's harsh voice stopped her

I fucking hated it. "Try it." Delta said, but it didn’t even know where to fucking start. Okay, fuck it. Let's try being honest. "I feel bad for falling for you, for enjoying myself with you, when my sister is still there." It was the closest I could come to the truth without revealing anything. "So you are falling for me?" Storm teased. "I thought you could feel everything I was feeling," I teased back. "I’d still like to hear you say it, but I am waiting fucking patiently for you to say you love me back." Storm replied, stroking my arm with his thumb. "Maybe I can help you with your sister. I could try and buy her when she’s eighteen."

My family had his sister all this time; this is my family that took her away from him. "Alessia?" Johnny's soothing voice broke my thoughts. I wiped away my tears; this was not about my pain but about my parents and Viona and what they must have gone through all these years. I looked up at Johnny and noticed he also had tears in his eyes. I guess seeing your supposedly dead sister could bring tears to the toughest man. “Johnny, we need to plan our attack now! He held my parents and your sister captive all these years! That fucker needs to pay for what he did to them!" I yelled, and he nodded, cupping my face.

I'm not going to live with all this pressure. That release came at a heavy price and was worth what I could afford, and— My hand hurts because someone gripped it so tightly. My body moved away from the fence and was met by two angry blue eyes. "Are you out of your mind?!" As usual, my sister's fiancé can permanently destroy my happy and bad moments. >>>

“Then she will have to be removed.” Clara’s hand flew to her mouth to stifle a gasp. The hedge rustled faintly, betraying her presence. “Did you hear that?” Elianna demanded. Clara fled silently through the opposite path, her heart pounding like a drum. She did not stop until she reached her chamber, bolting the door behind her. She pressed her back against the wood, trembling. Removed. The word echoed in her ears. Her own sister was planning her destruction. Adrian’s Doubts