Louis Tomlinson Sister Novels & Stories

I wondered why his mother was yet to show up, they made it seem like this was some sort of distant house where one had to wait for a long while before they showed up. "No. Casey and Yvonne are my other sisters but they are way older, married and live with their husbands now. "Oh, I see." I said. I opened my mouth to raise a new question but a tall woman appeared through the doorway his sister had gone into. It explained his height instantly and the striking resemblance could not be dismissed. She looked extremely happy to see her child seated there. She put on a huge grin before turning to look at me. "Caramel dear?" She blurted, a bit of doubt edged into her sentence.

Tom got up, and we both left the dining area. "Luna Claire's sister is your mate, isn't she?" Tom asked as soon as we walked into the hallway. "Yes, she is. That is why we left to speak earlier," I replied "And how did Luna Claire take the news?" Tom asked "She wasn't pleased about it and had the nerve to tell me to stay away from Jennifer. I swear if she weren't Jennifer's sister, I would have killed her," I replied "I know you would have. I am surprised you could hold back your anger,' Tom said. He knew I didn't put up with disrespect from anyone. I was the King, and everyone did as I told them to.

he asks. Getting frustrated myself, I am now feeling a little more assertive. I’ve tried the soft approach but now it’s time for some tough love. “Louise Adams is six months shy of her 20th birthday, she has an uncanny similarity to you … in fact she could be your daughter and my sister,” I say to him.

“Alright. Come to my office tomorrow.” “Thank you,” I said, genuinely grateful. Then he leaned in slightly, his voice quieter now. “Lily... it’s about William’s sister.” My chest tightened. “What about her?” “She’s gone. She died years ago.” I froze. “What?” Justin nodded slowly. “Selena. She was last seen with Natasha... just before she disappeared.” I shook my head, refusing to believe it. “That can’t be. She used to come to our dorm. She was like a sister to me. William’s everything revolved around her.”

Poppy asks, and the genuine curiosity makes my sister laugh. “My sister is a fuddy-duddy,” Louisa goes on. “I am not,” I immediately counter. “I like fun and I like men. I just…I haven’t had the best luck with them.” “That’s why you should bat for the other team.” Louisa holds up her wine glass and wiggles her eyebrows. “It’s so much better.” “Trust me, I would if I could,” I say ruefully. “If I could swear off the dick forever, I totally would.”

“Did you expect anything less?” Heat rushed to my face. “I think she’s trying so hard to be like her sister,” the third one chimed in casually, taking a sip of her drink. “But she knows she can’t compete.” The words hit harder than they should have. “She doesn’t have the class,” the first one added. “So what’s left?” A pause. Then…… “She uses what she has.” Silence. For a second, the world around me faded. All I could hear were their voices.

"Don't worry, Cindy. I won't get pregnant. Jeffrey and I use my other entrance whenever we sleep together," my sister, Celine Lowen, said as she swayed her body from side to side. A chill ran down my spine as I looked at her face. The feeling of boiling water surging into my nostrils and throat in my past life crashed over me. It took a long time, but I managed to calm myself down. "Wow. That's quite amazing," I said.

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.