Judge Faith Sister Novels & Stories

But Faiz was very attentive and observant; she noticed her motive immediately. “I am yours if you want to share with someone. I will be glad if you talk it out with me.” Faiz was ready to give her shoulder for Amelia to lean on if she ever decided to share. “When I was eight, I saw my sister in a form worse than an animal, beaten and abused. I found her in the worst condition. She was raped by a group of wolves. But instead of serving justice, my parents and the whole village sacrificed my sister's dignity. Those monsters were set outside, without any punishment or redemption. My sister died in vain and in the worst way possible. So I resent everyone—my parents, those monsters, the whole vil

I put my hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. “I know you are still worried. I know nothing I or any other person says can lessen the burden in your heart but I need you to have Faith. Be hopeful and trust me because I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure I get your sister. I promise you, nothing is going to happen to her. Okay?” She looks at me, eyes tired. “Thank you, Damien. Thank you.” A few more days pass and sure enough, Vale’s information has turned out to be correct.

Then did you know who is responsible for your sister's demise? "That's why I came here to work as a maid. To uncover the Truth.Catherine is my loving sister and to give justice is what I can do to give her peace. Until now I can imagine her cries for help." She became emotional that Giah didn't know how to comfort her. "When I came here to work there was no one who is willing to discuss the story. But and bits and pieces that I gather points out to either Leo or Dean with the orchestration of Madam Juliana."

"Her sister and I are pretty close, and I can assure you, I wat no harm to come to either one of them, which is probably why she believes that she can trust me. I don't know about Markus, though." That made me sigh. Joy did mention the strange relationship between Seth and her sister, but I wasn't sure if that was good enough to trust the man. Her sister has been sacrificing Joy her entire life. How could I believe someone like that? I stepped forward until the stairs stopped my feet from moving further and turned around to sit down. Great. Now I'm giving my enemies my back, begging them to kill me. My father would give me a hundred wipes for this move alone. But Joy trusts them. Those words

He promised Fiona that he would marry her and be with her after she donated her bone marrow to his son. That did not happen. As it turned out, Joshua and Luna worked together and killed Fiona after she donated her bone marrow to their son! Jacqueline clenched her fists tightly beside her body when she thought about the misery her sister suffered. A sister she never met before. More than a year ago, she was able to track down her sister from overseas. She thought she could finally reunite with her long-lost sister and recompense for the sin she did by losing her sister when she was young.

"You must think I'm a really bad person, huh?" "Well, I won't lie and say I'm not surprised but Jennifer deserves a loving guy and I know that it's everything you are." She smiled at me, "I haven't come to terms with it," she looked over her shoulder and chuckled, "and I'm so certain my dad won't come to terms with it but hey, I'm going to get used to it. At the end of day, Jennifer will always be my sister and now I can still have you at my watch." "I promise I didn't intend for things to end up like this." I said, letting out a deep breath.

"Do you know how much this cost" Faith laughed sheepishly. She met her mum's eye. "It didn't cost that much," she assured. "It sure did," Kaylee said indignantly. Her mum gave her a look. Faith gave an uncomfortable laugh. "Kaylee," Faith said warningly. The girl rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the dress, ignoring them. "What do you say?" Their mum promoted. "Thank you," she said. ”This is why you're my favorite sister." "I'm your only sister, dingus," Faith retorted.

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

"What they think doesn't matter. What matters is what you believe." Grace lowered her gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "I believe... I don't know who I am without guilt." Faith reached out and gently took her hands, warmly reassuring her. "Grace," she said with a gentle smile, "you are my little sister. Don't you ever forget that. Before the guilt. Before all the regrets. You were mine, and I loved you." Grace's grip on her sister's hands tightened. Her throat closed with emotion. "I... I don't want to go back," she said, her voice cracking. "Let me stay here with you."

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!