Love With My Sister Novels & Stories

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?”

Max mutters, but he scoots closer too, pressing his head against my cheek so he can fit into the frame. I hit the video call button. The screen flips to my little sister’s face: black wavy hair piled into a lazy bun, red lipstick, oversized T-shirt. Behind her I catch a glimpse of the living room back home in Medellín: gray sofa, big plant, and something moving in the corner of the frame… oh, Mamá. “¡Mis amores!” Fiona’s voice jumps an octave the moment she sees Max and Issa. “MIRA, GEMELITOS!”

I stated gently. He flicked his head towards me slowly but he didn't deny it. Neither did he confirm it. "You were in love with Jace," he said. I blinked, caught off guard. "I saw it," he went on, his voice quieter. "Everytime you looked at him with my sister." I looked away. "It was stupid."

“You think this is honesty? After all the lies? After the birthdays, holidays, family dinners, all the plans we made?” “I didn’t mean for it to go this far.” “I wrapped your damn Christmas presents by hand,” I said. I threw you a surprise party. I held you after your sister’s car accident. "Does any of that mean anything to you now?” He said nothing. I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold. “How long have you known? That you wanted her back?” He hesitated. And that hesitation was the answer. “A few months.” A few months. I stared at him, the man I thought I knew. The same hands that held mine in the hospital when my mom died. Same voice that whispered "I love you in the dark." Same bo

Love sighed in disappointment. " Please go with me, Love," I chimed. It was silent. I was holding my breath the entire time. I heard her exhale and answer, " Okay," I exhaled. " I'll pick you up," I said and ended the call before she could change her mind, " Yes!" I screamed. " Zey! Find someone else to go with!" I hollered. I heard angry footsteps descend the stairs. My sister was still a mess and was starting to get ready. Her stylists followed behind her.

That secret we would keep for a mean time and the Khloe that I enriched from the time of weakness reborn again. This time, it was not my sister, it was not my anger nor my pain. Truly, love can conquer everything. ..........

“Dear brother, It’s me, your stubborn sister who keeps on following you. I am writing a letter to you since you are my last family. And I am happy to have at least you by my side. Remember the first day when we saw each other? I was so captivated by your handsomeness. I thought I saw a prince. Your smiles, your shy approach and your kind attitude, they reached my heart. And maybe, that is the first time I fell in love with you. I kept this a secret for a long time, but it overflowed in a way I couldn’t control it anymore.

That was so sure and I did not want that. "Hmm! I can imagine my dear – my beloved is shy, isn't she? But do you know I really like it the way people are watching us, I want to show the world how much I love you. We are inseparable, do you agree with me? I love you so much, you may not know how much I love you but I know your sister does__ that's the reason she helped me to work things out to you. She is such a generous soul."

Troy growled then his body stiffened above Lisa and her whole body jerked hard against him. "Fuuuuuckkkkk Troy!" "Leeeeeeese!" Troy shivered and twitched his sperm out deep inside his sister, while she whined his name over and over. Lisa didn't think he would ever finish, and wished he wouldn't. His ejaculation so far inside her was the best part of her orgasm. "Troy, I love you. I'm glad you're my brother, but I don't love you like a brother." "A sister isn't supposed to love her brother like you just loved me."

"Mom, I'm fine." It was nice. So I had a bowl of soup that belonged only to me too. Mom stayed quiet for a while before speaking again. "If you're fine, stop putting on a show just to get attention." "There are plenty of men out there. Since you've agreed to give Ronan to your sister, stop fighting for him." "Your sister isn't as strong-willed as you. She never fights you for anything. If she’s asking for this now, it means she truly loves him."