Novel & Cerita Little Sister You Re The One

"You… You really were reborn! I know that you only chose Seth out of defiance. You're going to regret it!" I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how radiant I was. I said coldly, "Regret? Why would I regret it? "Andon, know your place. I'm your sister-in-law now, and if you keep being rude, I'll tell your older brother so that he can teach you how to behave." Andon was rendered speechless. He could not do anything except lower his voice and say threateningly, "Do you think you have an advantage over me because you're with Seth?

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

Zara gulped fearfully and adjusted her glasses. “Darling, I'm not in the mood to exchange words with you,” I said and she laughed. “You are getting so bold these days. It seems like your sister isn’t doing enough damage, eh?” She said, stopping low to my ears. I knew she wanted those words to hit home. And honestly they did, it hurt like h.ell to have mention my sister. “Or maybe she is just pained that you have a legendary Bugatti at your whims,” Iris said and I scoffed.

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.

"That certificate is useless to me. I did it for your own good." "Oh, really?" I said, raising an eyebrow. She smirked, as if she thought she had outsmarted me. "You're enjoying yourself now because you're still new to this, but once he's done with you, he'll toss you aside. I'm your sister; I can't let you make a fool of yourself. Let me teach you a few—hey, what are you doing?" Ignoring her, I tore open her bag—and there it was, my marriage certificate.

he called curtly. "Zayne," she nodded in response. "Your time has expired, little brother," a smirk etched on her face as she pointed at herself with her thumb. It gave me the shudders to see that evil smirk on a female version of Zayne. God. Their resemblance is disturbing. "She's mine now," "She's my girlfriend, big sister," he exaggerated the 'big sister' with a calm smile on his face. "She's mine," "Don't be stingy,"

Her breathing grew uneven, and she tried to conceal her pale face by bowing before Mrs Alit. "No need to bow. And please, don't be formal... you can call me sister from now on," Mrs Alit offered, her gaze filled with genuine sympathy for the lonely woman standing before her. She appeared so young, too young to raise a child alone at her age. Perhaps her forgiving nature was because she possessed a tender heart that could pardon everyone. "But..." Ederic's mom hesitated.

One of her hand was holding Xenia, who stood there in her red dress and brunette pigtails which complimented her sweet youthful look. "Hello uncle." The little girl flashed him a charming smile, the girl truly resembled her mother in term of her demeanor, that girl would be so dangerous in the future when she has become a full grown woman, Damian could just tell. "Hello, brother, can I come in?" Scarlett greeted him cheerfully, she looked like she was in an incredible mood that day. Damian did not know why his sister suddenly paid him a visit out of nowhere, she did that sometimes in the past, several times, but still, he could never get used to it.

I smirked, looking in the direction of the small stall that sold mini snacks. "There he is." I nodded at him so she saw what I referred to. I half expected him to be with Caramel wherever he had to go. "He is alone, try taking this chance?" She suggested with a raised eyebrow. I nodded in acceptance and took one huge gulp from my soda bottle, then, handing the remnant to her. I stood to my feet, got rid of imaginary dirt from my clothes. "How do I look?" "Like you are ready to talk to your sister's boyfriend, not seduce him." She rolled her eyes. I glared at her but gave no response.

"Fuck, I like your lips too," He bends his head. I don't even bother to think it over. I just close my eyes waiting for his lips to touch mine. "What the fuck!" That is the next thing I hear. My sister's familiar voice.