Love Thy Sister Cancelled Novels & Stories

After my wife married and divorced me ten times, she signed a Love Insurance policy with me. "Ethan, I know I'm putting off the remarriage a little longer this time. So I'm signing this with you first. Think of it as my guarantee to you." Not long after, she wanted to terminate our policy so she could go marry the man she'd never gotten over. "Julian doesn't have long. His last wish is to marry me. I can't take that away from a dying man." What she didn't know was that the policy had a clause in it. If it was terminated before it matured, I'd be taken away by a private organization, and the two of us would never see each other again.

In the sponsorship group chat, I notice someone has used their aid money to buy the latest LV handbag. I send a friendly reminder in the group chat, saying, "Please use the financial aid for your studies and avoid unnecessary spending just to keep up with others." Ella Lowe, the campus belle, immediately makes a post online to attack me. "He's sponsoring all these poor students because he wants to find a sugar baby! He's only doing it because he wants our bodies!" I am left stunned. For the past five years, I have never interfered with their personal lives and simply tried to help students who can't afford an education. Yet these indignant university students actually report me to th

Grad school was about to start, and my fated mate, Elias Thorne, offered to buy my plane ticket. But on the day we were supposed to leave, he handed me a bus ticket with a smile. "We wanted to see what a weak little werewolf like you would look like after a full day on a bus, so we only bought you a bus ticket." He took my sister's hand and boarded a business-class flight while I hauled my suitcase off to begin a twenty-four-hour coach ride by myself. After a full day of travel, I reached the school at the very last moment of registration day. When I handed the staff member my enrollment paperwork under the name Liliana Moretti, he said the documents contained errors and did not match the in

It’s quite funny how the women can never sit on their own. “What did you learn, Lia?” I decide to ask once the young human calms down a bit. “Where should I begin… - Lia sniffles - Thalia had, or has a sister. I don’t know if she’s still alive. They both had a plan to kill you. They had everything ready… even Ivy.” “What do you mean?” I snarl, tightening my arms around my queen in fear.

"She was also your sister." I moved closer and reached for her hand. "And she used you. They both did." "I know." Her voice cracked. "I wanted to help you and her. I loved my sister...or at least I loved the person I thought she was. I wanted to matter to my family." The confession really got to me. I totally get it. Helena's lies were all coming out now. "You matter," I said firmly. "You've always mattered."

I smirked and watched as the snarl turned into a frown and she rolled her eyes and left the table I knew I just dug my own grave since firstly Malcolm wasn't my boyfriend and second I told him we shouldn't see each other anymore. But I couldn't prove my sister right. I couldn't give my mom another reason to be disappointed in me anymore.

How could anything unexpected happen to him? She could just continue filming when he returned. She was not concerned at all. Besides, Bella had plenty of other offers, and she already had some good scripts from some major adaptations that would receive a lot of attention if they were filmed. “Bella, it’s not on pause. It has been canceled,” whispered her assistant. “The Verdant Gang pulled their funding, so the drama was canceled.” “What?” Bella frowned unhappily. “Didn’t Harold guarantee that there would be no problem with the funding?” She felt angry.

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

“You are not my sister. All these years, you let me love you, trust you, while you plotted to take everything from me. And for what? Because you could not bear the truth?” Elianna’s eyes flashed with rage. “Do not speak as though you understand. You had everything, Clara. The name, the inheritance, the love of Adrian. I was nothing but a shadow. Do you know what it feels like to live your entire life unwanted, unworthy, unloved? Your parents gave me their name, but never their hearts. You think you know pain, but you know nothing.” Father Benedict stepped forward, his voice firm. “Elianna, this hatred will consume you. There is still time to turn back.”

The implementation of her well-crafted plan had been caught by a random dash cam. She looked up with a grin. "You wanna know why? Because you couldn't afford two kids but had us anyway. If I didn't kill her, how would I get all your money? She acted so superior, still being kind after everything. Idiots like that deserve to die!" Linda swayed in shock. Just for that? Was kindness a crime? Yeah, if I hadn't been so dutiful, I wouldn't have died so horribly. She croaked, "But she is your sister. How could you?"