Little Sister A Novel Novels & Stories

“B*tch! You still have the strength to seduce men after getting shot? I’ll make you see who they care about more!” There was no need to look at the profile picture. I knew exactly who sent it. I turned off my phone and ignored my sister’s hysteria. But early the next morning, my bedroom door was kicked open. Elio dragged me out of bed. “Where did you send Alyssa?” Sam rushed over as well, demanding, “Why did Alyssa only leave a note saying, ‘Since my sister can’t tolerate me, I’ll leave’? What did you say to her?” “I didn’t say anything,” I replied hoarsely.

Gaia's speech was interrupted as she was confused to call the woman beside her mother. "Just call me Sister Dara, Gaia," Mona said to which the girl nodded in understanding. "Greetings, sister Dara. I'm Gaia, the first child of Mona's mother," said the girl, to which Dara nodded in return, the woman immediately wrote something on paper and gave it to Gaia. (You're really beautiful, just like her mother,) Gaia smiled as she read the letters, then she realized something. "Sorry, brother. Can't you talk?" Gaia asked looking at Dara who looked down and then looked up again and smiled a little, she immediately nodded in response.

Mom said quietly as they got into the ambulance. "Your sister killed your other fine sister?" I heard someone ask. "She's not my sister, not anymore!" That was the beginning of my nightmare. Thanks for reading my book, if you enjoyed this chapter please tap the little star below, comment, and share thanks, XD.

When Andrea first appeared in his life with her mother, Amelia, Killian hated her. Growing up, he was a small child who got picked on by bigger kids in the neighbourhood. His dislike for his step sister was instant but it took a serious turn when she started bullying him as well. She would push him, laugh at him and make fun of him.

He sat beside me and said, "little sister, you seem to be enjoying this novel." "Sure," I answered briefly, hoping he leaves soon. "Actually, I've read this novel and erm..." He looked at my finger that was separating the pages of the book and said," if I can guess right, this very chapter you are reading contains an intense sex scene." I looked at him surprisingly wondering how he knew. "My little sister must be enjoying it," he winked at me. "Gosh!" I exhaled and said," firstly, I'm not so little to be referred to as you little sister, you are probably just a year older than me. Secondly, yes, it's a sex scene, any big deal?"

The little girl sat down beside her sister and stretch her tiny hands for a caress. “Sister…” the little girl said. Sierra exhaled with shaky breath as she settled down beside the sick girl. She saw the replica of the dress on her and she could tell that the little girl had given her, her sister’s dress. The sick girl smiled at her little sister but when she saw Sierra, she flinched and tried to move her body. Her defensive response kicked in. “No, no please rest. I’m not here to harm you” Sierra said softly.

I replied as I got to business ignoring him, even though he too also ignored me. I already missed seeing his face, I guessed that's the main reason I came around. I cleaned the Library last and I sat down to read the most interesting and horrific Novel I have ever laid my hands on. People keep dying if they make noise and what is giving suspense now is that the main author's junior sister was just kidnapped by something I don't know and the main actor looked worried, afraid of the fact that his junior sister might have died the same miserable and horrific death his senior sister died. Well, I would have liked to read the novel finished today but I don't want Damon to suspect that I am taking

Rachel sneered. Teary-eyed, Evonne clutched at Rachel's skirt and begged desperately, "Please don't touch Abby. Let her go. I'll let you examine me!" Rachel kicked her to the ground, frowning in disgust. "We'll definitely examine you, and we're dealing with this imposter too! Unless—" She smiled cruelly. "Unless you get on your knees and start begging until I'm satisfied. Then maybe I'll consider letting your fake sister go." Evonne turned toward Simon, who had been watching indifferently from the sidelines. Through clenched teeth, she gritted, "Abby is the big shot you're all talking about. If you lay a hand on her—"

My father, Marcello, and my mother, Valeria, held her close. Vivian wore that diamond-covered gown. The hem shimmered under the lights. She coughed twice. A deliberate, weak sound. Her face was pale. "Mamma, Papa, is my sister really okay?" Vivian's voice was soft, with just the right touch of a whine. "I think I heard her crying about a headache... It's so cold in the cellar. Will she be okay?" "Forget her." Mamma Valeria stroked Vivian's face, brushing her soft, blonde hair from her forehead.

“Not the demons, my lawyers. They’re wicked and as crooked as the day is long, but they aren’t demons. They make me pay for their services with sex and money. I want to be free of them.” “That’s not all you want.” Once again, she was taken by surprise to the point she gasped. “My sister has a journal that I need.” “The one you killed your aunt for?” the witch asked with disdain. “How did you….” “Why should I work with such a spoiled child who would kill their own flesh and blood over a journal her sibling scribbled in?” “She was going to ruin everything,” Louella said, defensively.