Kat Timpf Sister Novels & Stories

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.

He looked average, considering I had seen a lot from the male human species. “Hi. I’m Wendy, Chloe’s sister.” I introduce, giving him my hand to shake. “Tim. Her fiancé.” He says, clasping my hand in a firm grip. Well, at least he is strong. She hands me her baby, whispering that I should please not drop her. Her. I was right. “Now who is this?” I ask as I say sweet baby nothing’s into her ears and she coos accordingly. “Isis Wendy Altyre.” She says, and I feel tears prickling in my eyelids. She named her after me. Wordlessly, I hug my sister once again.

“That’s right. We’re from the Celestial Empire’s Oslo City. We’re here on a seven-day trip in Thailand. Meeting people from home brings tears to my eyes. My name is Brenna, and this is my boyfriend, Rience. What is your name, Sister?” Winifred was also happy to be able to meet people from home in a foreign country. Therefore, she introduced herself at the first opportunity, “My name is Winifred, and this is my husband, Tyr.” “Sister Winifred and Big Brother Tyr.” Both Rience and Brenna were sweet talkers and very friendly. After a brief introduction, they immediately started to address Tyr and Winifred as brother and sister. Tyr also smiled and greeted the two, “Hello, guys.”

Only the sound of the wind blowing was heard. "Tianna, I like you. Can you be my girlfriend?" "Kevin, what are you talking about?" Tianna's face was full of disbelief. She looked at Kevin and said, "Are you crazy? I am your elder sister. How can you say these things?" "Elder sister? We are not real siblings at all. Why can't I be together with you?" Kevin said unwillingly. The secret he had kept hidden for so many years was exposed under the scorching sun.

I turned away first, heart pounding, suddenly desperate to disappear. So that’s him, I thought. Jackson. I didn’t want to meet him. I didn’t want another man who would look at me like he knew me better than I knew myself. But fate—or my brother—had other plans. “Tima.” Stephen’s voice at my side. I turned slowly. “Jackson,” he said, gesturing between us, “this is my baby sister. Fatima Lawrence.” I didn’t look at him right away. “Hi,” I said lightly, lifting my glass.