Kat Timpf Sister Novels & Stories

They have wide of thinking and imagination. "I'm Tine, a friend of your sister Vienna," Tine introduced himself. They all looked sad because of his answer. They all expect this guy was my boyfriend. "Kids, please share the gifts given by your sister Vienna, don't fight okay?" said Sister Elizabeth. The kids followed what sister Elizabeth said and when they left, I hugged them all. I missed them so much. "I miss you all," I said. "We also missed you, Vienna, we haven't seen each other for a year. I hope you call at least we can prepare food," sister Fely replied. She is the mother superior of this orphanage and the eldest of all the nuns here.

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.

I replied and helped him arrange the food he bought on the office desk. "Take a seat," he offered, pointing to the swivel chair in front of him. While we were having breakfast, Sebastian spoke up again. "Before we start our work today at the clinic, I want to know what your plans are for Tiffany Davis," he asked. Tiffany Davis is the second younger sister of Lucas and Brittany. "Targeting Tiffany will be easy, Sebastian. She's also a spoiled brat, and as far as I know, she studied medicine. Just like Brittany, she's a spoiled brat."

"It’s been a while." Gabriel gave a curt nod. "Prince Timothy. Welcome back to Silver Claw. I assume you’re aware of the situation." "Indeed." Timothy smiled faintly. "My sister seems to have… complicated things again." Martha flinched but said nothing. Kimberly’s gaze lingered on Timothy — there was something almost too composed about him, like he was choosing every word to weigh on them just right. "I apologize," Timothy said, turning toward her with an elegant bow. "Luna Kimberly, I’m truly sorry for any discomfort my sister has caused. She’s… passionate, but misguided."

The men that were arranged to be at the nightclub were to make sure Jasper would see Ruby's photo there. Jasper was surprised to see his sister’s photo there. He soon knew that his sister was working as a pimp in the nightclub after he went asking around. Jasper was delighted after he found out his sister’s address, and he went looking for her. The person who opened the door was Timmy.

"Eliza, I went to Tenezia specifically to get a blessed pendant for you as protection. It's worth several hundred thousand dollars, and I got two, one for each of us." I jerked awake when I heard the familiar voice. When my younger sister, Denise, placed the pendant in my hand, I realized I had been reborn. I immediately touched my belly, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

One reckless, selfish night that tore everything apart. It started innocently, or at least that’s what I tell myself when I can’t sleep at night. My fiancée’s sister, Clara, was nothing like her. Where my fiancée was calm, steady, and practical, Clara was wild, impulsive, and unpredictable. She had a way of walking into a room and demanding attention without even trying. And though I would never admit it out loud, a small part of me always noticed her — the way she laughed too loudly, the way her eyes lingered when they should have turned away. I thought I could handle it. I thought I could keep those fleeting sparks buried where they belonged. But temptation has a way of waiting for the rig

Upon opening my eyes, I spotted my older sister, Marissa Lipton, fiddling with my phone. Unlike in my previous life, where she immediately began shouting at me, her brows were furrowed as she took out her own phone. It looked like she was jotting something down. Immediately, I understood that she had been reborn along with me, back to the moment she discovered that I had been dating someone online. In our last life, she hadn't wasted any time before tattling to our parents about it. She claimed that I had gone down the wrong path and was cheating on my fiance behind his back.

No one could hear me. My mom followed the fortune teller’s instructions. She let Joan scream in agony for a full hour. Joan eventually passed out from losing too much blood. That was when my mom’s phone rang. “Hello, are you Jenna Parker’s family? We’re very sorry to inform you that Jenna has just passed away. Please come quickly to make the necessary arrangements.” That call broke the last bit of strength my mom had left. I saw her fall to the floor like a child. She looked lost and did not know what to do.

"System. Transmit me out." I lowered my gaze, refusing to be trapped here any longer. The system's voice crackled through my mind. [Host, the spacetime portal is not yet fully open. Estimated data loading time: three hours.] [Male lead emotional fluctuation detected. You have the option to share your memories with him. Would you like to proceed?] "Share my memories?" I blinked. Flashes of Lydia's taunts flickered through my mind. "Yes. Proceed."