Judge Faith Sister Novels & Stories

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

I opened the door and walked out and faced the reporters. “Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.”

“So, after all the sacrifices and contributions I made for you, my father almost disowned me but I still followed you around because I believed in you. This is… and if it were another person it I’ll not hurt as much you had to make it my sister?” “I’m not ready for that fake tear of yours,” Ethan fired as he went to hug Jasmine. Oh honey, don't mind her. I’m here for you,” Jasmine said and cuddled up to him. So now that she was announced as Luna? She no longer had pains in her belly? But she was screaming and squirming in spins when my baby needed the doctor. “I can now see. I honestly prefer your sister to you. You are a manipulative person and nothing good can come out from you. Your siste

But Regina kept reminding her of her childless state and won't stop taunting her at the slightest provocation. “May the Lord bless you from the treasure of heaven. Please extend my warm regards to brother Andre, I send my blessings and happiness upon him. Please tell him to forgive his former fiancée sister Jasmine and he would be surprised how God brings someone special to him. And also I want the brotherly love to continue between you and sister Regina. I've been in this parish for over five years and you've been friends for as long as I have been here. Please return to that love and friendship again.

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?”

"Mrs Cunningham gave us soup and bread, it tasted funny... so I gave Kabangu all of it." Faith's heart almost stopped as her younger brother told her this. Her ears seemed to be blocking out all the words being said by others. She was watching everything pass by infringe of her. She did not know what to do, if she told her mother... maybe she would know how to save her brother but she would be painted horribly. Faith decided to keep quiet.

Faith stiffened in her place and clenched her jaw. Winter was not a very good sister, but hearing someone else, an outsider, talk about her like this made her uncomfortable. Almost mad. She did not want to listen a word against her family no matter how much they troubled her. "Winter is sensible. If she thinks she is able to do something then she can do it. She is determined when she sets her mind to something." Faith defended her sister. Alpha Rigie awkwardly chuckled, "Yeah. That's also true." Silence took over the two after that and the ride was peaceful again. The car was going ahead at a high speed. Faith opened the window on her side and leaned her elbow on it to feel th cool breeze of

I was glad that I was tipsy, sober me would have squirmed under their gazes but I matched their stare boldly without blinking. "I didn't know you had arrived." Jacob gave Precious and I hugs in turn. He smelt of clean clothes and bathing soap, I loved how lean and taut his body felt pressed against mine. His hair is cut low. I wanted to touch it. "Where is your sister?" He asked, glancing behind me like he expected to see Lily stroll in. I shrugged. "She didn't want to come." I hoped he was not one of those people who could tell when a person was lying. His eyes dimmed a little—did my nose grow?—then he smiled.

“Try again.” I twisted toward him as much as the seat belt would allow. “Listen carefully, de Sanctis. Regardless of the biological fact that Max and Issa are your children, you are Fiona’s fiancé. I am Fiona’s sister. You are also my client. Our past died in Boston with the ring that hit you in the face. I hope the scar still itches sometimes.” “You still think about that?” “The scar?” “The ring.” “Stop it.” I forced my voice to stay level. “We don’t have anything anymore. Not personally. Not romantically. Not physically. Not in any way that would require me to explain myself to God, or to my mother, in whatever order becomes necessary.”