Kat Timpf Sister Novels & Stories

"Sister! Please don't cry anymore with your baby. Sister, explain it to me because I can't get it." "Huhuhu! Did you know she is Carina Taylor? She's my best friend, she's the one I lost as a best friend 20 years ago. We searched for her for a long time, I searched for her for a long time because I believe she is still alive and I feel if she is still alive and I am right." "Really Sister? Are you sure about that? I don’t know, Is she sister Carina? Why does she have a different last name? Why doesn't she remember me? And when did you know that she was sister Carina?”

I was surprised, how did she knew about it? "Yes, ma'am." "Oh! You're being too formal young lady. You can call me Miss Caleena, I am the oldest sister of Tim's late dad." With a wide smile she extended her arms to me that made me get easily comfortable with her. Now I understand why instead of going to his house, Timothy and that little girl goes here because they're family. I flip a gaze at Timothy who still had those icy cold stare. He's really unbelievable.

"Please tell me you didn't have to put up with your brothers or sisters when you were growing up." Nix stiffened beside me, but I smiled back. "No, I don't have any siblings,” I said. She exhaled a sigh of relief. "You're so lucky then," Nix, Chloe, and Greg said, their tension releasing as a result of her unintentional speech. They hadn't brought up my past to see if I had any painful or sad memories. Nix's sister responded, "I'm Tiffany, Nix's sister. What's your name? When did you get here?" Tiffany was oblivious to the other three at the table, her gaze and mind are all focused on me.

Wield it and ruin her. And then…opportunity presented itself as Mira excused herself to use the restroom. Skidding over, Lisa picked Kate’s phone. Navigated through her phone and figured Tiffany was Kate’s sister. Great, she thought as she downloaded one of Kate’s sex videos and found Tiffany on W******p. On a whim, Lisa sent the videos to Tiffany, sealing it off with some texts. *Your holy sister was never who you think she was. She’s a pornstar in Sin city.*

Alpha Damien Wolfe of Wolfe Pack, who ran an organization with other alphas across the western territories, who had resources and reach and connections that made him untouchable. She said my name like it tasted wrong in her mouth. “They always said your name,” she said. “When we asked who was giving orders. When we asked why. Your name. Every time.” One of the younger ones was crying silently, tears running down her face without her making any sound. “Our sister,” the eldest said. “She’s fourteen. They took her two months ago and she’s still there. We were released three days ago and we came here because that’s where your name led us.” She looked at me. “Release her.”

LEYSA’S POV "Sis... can I ask you something?" my sister asked me, I just looked at her direction and nodded. And again I closed my eyes while enjoying the sun rays hitting on my white skin. I am here in the backyard of their house where the infinity shape pool was located. I just thought to swim and sunbathe today, you know just chilling and thinking the right things I should do because I still have nothing else to mind this days, when my sister approached me. What a disturbance in my great relaxation, and actually talking to her is just a waste of my precious time but I have no choice, considering that there are only the two of us here at home, because her beloved husband, FrederikWilford u

Right behind them was my twin sister, Ayomide. “Look at you!” Chief Obinna yelled, his voice shaking the walls. “You stayed out all night away from the Okafor Moonfang Clan! We thought a rogue wolf killed you, but you were just playing with some random beast!” Ayomide fake cried and hid behind Kieran. “You went too far this time, Zanele! Dad and Kieran almost went crazy looking for you in the whole Ravenmoor Moon City!” I shook my head fast. Tears came to my eyes.

Out of all the men in the world, the one I had hooked up with twelve hours ago was sitting across the table from me, sipping my father’s wine while discussing his engagement to my sister. Yes, My Sister! My chest tightened, and I felt my stomach drop. The fork in my hand trembled. I stole a quick glance at them. His fingers were entwined with hers, a half-smile resting on his lips. The same fingers that had left marks around my neck. The same lips that had swept across my whole body.

Her slurry and seductive voice welcomed his ear. "It's Clyde," he mumbled. "Oh, Clyde fucking Smith," she said enthusiastically, full of sarcasm. Clyde rolled his eyes. Seriously, this woman... "I called to let you know that your sister's will and testament are already in my hands, especially the documents that contain her properties." "That's fast, huh?" she chuckled, as if she expected it some other time. "Of course, because I'm dealing with a busy woman who always has a loaded schedule." "Hmm... so let's set up a dinner before I fly out to New York," she said in a serious tone.

“She's not who you think she is Timothy, don't be a fool,” “What are you talking about? Of course Elana is still Elana. Who else would she be?” Timothy argued and Elliot shook his head. Did the man seriously not know that Ciara wasn't his sister but his sister's daughter? Or was he just pretending or in denial? “She's my mate and she deserves to be at my side. It's been so long since I saw her and she looked leaner.” Timothy frowned after saying this and Elliot rolled his eyes. “That's because Ciara isn't Elana. Ciara is actually my niece meaning her mother is Elana.”