Little Sister A Novel Novels & Stories

How could she possibly expect me to hold and love that fragile baby? But, once again, I didn't question her. I carefully reached out and took the small bundle from her weak hands. I didn't even know if it was a boy or a girl. "It's a girl. Your baby sister." I stared down at her. My mother passed me a warm, knowing smile and said nothing more. I only looked at the tiny, fragile life resting in my arms. She was so incredibly small. Her fingers, her feet, her face, and even her little nose were so delicate. I instantly remembered my brother's traumatic childhood. She reminded me of the bitter, cold upbringing Liam and I had been forced to endure.

However, his weak body made him helpless. I had long stopped giving him any medication. Before this, I wanted him in a muddled state. But this time, I wanted him clear-headed enough to atone for his sins against Ava. I brought Dominic a bucket of leeches as a surprise. I poured them onto his decaying, foul-smelling legs. The leeches were delighted and crawled all over his body. Dominic twisted in pain and cursed at me with the most brutal words. “Lila, you hussy! You’ll go to hell!”

I sat down on the floor next to Emma. "Open it, Em," I helped her tear the paper. Inside was a tiny t-shirt. Emma held it up. She didn't can't read, obviously, but the adults gasped. The shirt read: BIG SISTER. "No way!" Lily screamed. "Again?!" "Again," I beamed. "Due in June." "Another girl?" Patricia asked, clapping her hands. "Another girl," Noah confirmed, looking like the proudest man on earth. "Grace."

she asked me back. I nodded "Yes. Who else is our little sister?" I saw Ashtrea face darkened and move her lips to find a words to retort back but sadly, before she could retort back at me. Our little sister appeared in front of us out of thin air. Woah, it is magic. Even if I want to believe, I can't make myself do it. I sighed. There's no magic. "Big Sis. You see, you see" our little sister eyes is sparkling with stars and she excitedly claps both of her hands and jump many times before she finally andbcompletely landed down on her own new bed.

She said leading into into the house. "Who are they?" I asked pointing at the girl and the boy now I know as Lucas while sniffing. "Come Breana and Lucas." She said, "This is Breana.." she pointed at the girl who looked like the mini version of aunt Melissa but her eyes were greenish just like uncle Dean's. "She is Aaron's little sister and your cousin.." she said. "Aaron has a sister?" I asked. "Yeah they just lived in another country. And this is Lucas Zane's little brother and yours too..."

ZANDER. I recognized her almost immediately, when the elevator doors opened. She looked slightly different from the pictures I saw from that night. It was almost unnoticeable, but I saw the way she hesitated before entering the elevator. She almost squeezed the life of the innocent stress ball she was holding. She looked like she just got off work. I didn't know she worked in this building. I had more digging to do to execute my plans. She didn't look up as she entered. She stayed at the corner of the elevator resting on it while I stayed near the door.

So what's the point of living in the world? "Can you lower your voice when you're reading that story, Girlie? You're in my room, remember? And your loud voice is disturbing my studies," I frowned at my little sister who was reading her favorite werewolf novel while lying on my bed. She was smiling and giggling while reading that novel. She was giggling when for me there was nothing funny and exciting about what she was reading. Her giggling only makes me feel annoyed and wanted to tear apart the novel she was reading.

“And you are the greatest dumb in this living world. Little dumb Lily, I asked you to read what spices to use in the veg pulao recipe, not the broad history and definitions of it. Idiot.” She huffed in announce and placed the phone back on the kitchen bar. “Then do it by yourself, I am not going to help you anymore. You are an evil big sister who loves to torture their little siblings.” She frowned crossing her arms on her boobs. Woohoo, did I just say boobs? Yeah, I guess so, because this little brat really has boobs on her chest at the age of thirteen. Not so big boobs but they are big enough compared to the other girls at her age. My little sister is growing so fast and beautiful. I never

And not just the hunt, but Ruby, too. Ruby and Camilla were similar, in some ways. In other ways, they were complete opposites. Ruby was small and pale, delicate as a bird, while his little sister had been nearly as tall as him. She'd developed early, and he'd had to threaten and beat up the neighborhood boys multiple times to keep them away from her.