Kat Timpf Sister Novels & Stories

Timothy casually sat on the main sofa. Hazel rolled her eyes at him and said to Danielle, “Your brother-in-law is always asking for a beating.” Danielle responded, “We’re sisters indeed—I feel the same.” Timothy sat up straight. “Sis, you can’t bully me too.” Danielle replied to him calmly, “Then, can’t you be nicer to my best friend? I’m your sister-in-law, so she’s considered your sister too.” ‘Sister?’ Timothy rolled his eyes at Hazel. He did not need a sister like her.

"Join us, lover. Your sister was just telling me about my manners." Kan’s eyes narrowed, a flash of silver-blue heat hitting his irises. He moved across the kitchen with the silent grace of a shark, sliding into the chair beside Timothy. He reached out, his large hand wrapping around the back of Timothy’s neck. It was a heavy, possessive weight. "She's Gideon’s sister, Tim," Kan muttered, his voice a low vibration near Timothy's ear. "Sister?" Timothy blinked, finally putting the pieces together. He’d thought she was a jilted ex-lover. The realization didn't make him like her any better.

Hard. Soft. Gentle. Familiar. I know that lips. I know that smell. I know that feel. The light flicked on, harsh and sudden and we sprang apart. It’s Niko. Nikolai…My sister’s husband. “Aevia?” Shit.

"You… You really were reborn! I know that you only chose Seth out of defiance. You're going to regret it!" I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how radiant I was. I said coldly, "Regret? Why would I regret it? "Andon, know your place. I'm your sister-in-law now, and if you keep being rude, I'll tell your older brother so that he can teach you how to behave." Andon was rendered speechless. He could not do anything except lower his voice and say threateningly, "Do you think you have an advantage over me because you're with Seth?

At the Wyatt family in Rivenesco, Lovellia, a handsome young man rushed into the house. Dustin Fox walked into the living room carrying a cake. Five gorgeous women came up to meet him. They were the five stunning sisters of the Wyatt family. The eldest, Amara, was dressed in office attire that did nothing to hide her amazing figure. The second sister, Bella, was cold and distant. Her beauty was marked by a chilling elegance. The third sister, Clara, wore a short skirt and high heels. She was no less than a seductive temptress. The fourth sister, Delia, was in casual dress. Her features were softer but no less pretty. The youngest sister, Elisa, was lively and charming.

she shouted, raising her glass with a radiant smile on her lips. I laughed and clinked glasses with her before bringing my cocktail to my lips. The burn of the alcohol slid down my throat, pulling a shiver of pleasure from me. Isabella always knew how to make me forget my worries. My sister was a star in the darkness, a goddess of the night. With her sculpted body, her long legs showcased by a tight red dress, and her devastating smile, she drew all eyes to her. I had always been the more discreet, wiser, and composed one. She was the fire. I was the shadow of her light.

he said, “I came here with WinterCrown - my brother Titan is the new Alpha” “James and Titan are two very different names,” she mused, “Very different expectations. When you’re the second born, after the first son of the Alpha, there’s a lot less fanfare regarding everything, including your name.” Cassie nodded, “I suppose that’s inevitable in a lot of packs. I myself don’t really have that problem, my sisters and I are triplets and we have no other siblings. No brothers to carry on the family line, just a bunch of grabby, power-hungry men in our pack, hoping to be mated to one of us and take over from our father.” “Those are rather foolish goals,” chuckled James, “Though not nearly as infam

Sam clenches his fist and began to speak, "It is not what I meant. Terra is one of my family, and I cannot let her perish! Thrille loves her, and I know he won't hurt her." "Nonsense. How come the two of you are family? I never saw you once in our place, who are you, beast?" Timothy asks with a bit pride of in himself. The other girls could not interfere in their discussion, they are somewhat afraid to interrupt them. "Terra is my long-lost cousin, she is the daughter of Harlow Caddel—my mother's sister."

Her coy, deceitful nature repulsed me, yet she clung to me like a shadow. At our graduation party, she deliberately fell down a staircase in front of me. When everyone rushed over, her tearful accusations painted me as a cruel bully. I'd never forget the way Mitchell held her protectively that day, his gaze filled with disappointment, anger, and disdain as he looked at me. "You've let me down. I wish I didn't have a sister like you." But I didn't push her. That day, I waited at home for hours for Mitchell. He didn't come back. He didn't even answer my calls.

Even though I should have been used to their blatant favoritism by now, my heart still throbbed with a dull ache. My parents had always given Rebecca preference over me since we were young. We were born only ten minutes apart, yet I was constantly reminded of my role as the older sister. I had lost count of how many times I had given in, from small things like my only toy to even boys we both liked. When I was little, I found a stray kitten and took care of it carefully. However, Rebecca snatched it away from me. That cat did not survive even one day before she killed it with her own hands.