Luke Bryan's Sister Novels & Stories

The same eyes, the same lip shape, the same jawline, but the only difference is that Luke has a ghastly scar on the side of his face. "What's this about a sister?" I ask again, but both of them stare at the floor. The doctor laughs as he finally reaches the ground floor, where the three of us are. "Why would they tell you about the person who they made take her own life?" My eyes widen in shock. Their sister took her life? Because of them? Brent looks defensive. "That's not what happened. It was all Luke's fault. If only he had listened to me and joined Vincent's pack, then she wouldn't have taken her life."

’ And the more she thought about it, the happier it made her. Just as Luke was about to shake Lysia’s hand, Kyle swiftly pulled her hand back and flatly remarked, "There’s no need to get acquainted with him. He won’t be stepping foot in our house anyway. You’ll probably see him once in a decade at most." In the past six months, this was the first time Lysia had ever heard that Kyle had another brother. And not just any brother—Luke was Wendy’s twin, which explained why they resembled each other more than usual for fraternal twins. Luke had a composed and serious demeanor. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes seemed to scrutinize everything happening around him. It was clear that his rela

It didn’t help that she was Luke’s sister. Luke, the smug elite who had made himself my living target. Today at school was a nightmare. Just thinking about him sent a fresh wave of irritation through me. I couldn’t help but wonder where he could have been by this time. Luke is a manipulative bastard and could do anything for wealth and fame. I still have that notion that he is up to something, and unknowingly I had made it my duty to know what. I cursed under my breath, my hands curling into fists. Lisa and Luke. The Pine siblings.

Yes, my woman. I knew that whatever they might have built would crumble the moment Karen arrived. It was inevitable. Some things are too fragile to survive the truth. We might call ourselves friends-Bryan and I-but there are many things he doesn't know about me. Things I made sure stayed buried. He doesn't even know that Karen is my sister, let alone my twin.

After the incident in school two years ago, she and her best friend, Megan, Liam's younger sister ended their friendship… or rather Kelly ended it because she felt resentment and hatred towards not only Liam but also his whole family for abandoning Luke. She stood straight and decided to give him a video call. She waited as the dialing tone rang. She was unsure whether or not Luke would pick up because he was always buried in books. Her face lit up when Luke’s image came into view. “Hey baby sister,” Luke teased. “I'm not a baby, Luke. I'm grown now.” Kelly replied, blushing. “I'm surprised you picked up, you barely pick up calls. Aren't you studying?” “Nah, I'm not.” Luke replied, “I couldn

Hurry back home, I know how pressuring Sarah can get. 'i will.'. I responded. I put my phone back in my pocket and focused on Lucy. "Alright so your sister wants then as basic as can be so nothing takes the attention from her dress," she lowered her voice, "which I even doubt that anything can in the first place, but she also wants it as beautiful as can be!"

"You look really familiar. Are you at Branston High? Maybe you know my brother?" "Yeah I'm in year eight. Who's your brother?" "Oh same as him, Shane Woodson, do you know him?" The smile falls from her face immediately and she takes a step back towards the stairs. "Yeah, I know Shane Woodson." She gives a wry laugh and disappears upstairs without another word. "That was weird." Nathan leans over and whispers to me. "Right. Clearly not a fan of my brother." We all chat quietly, well almost all of us, Jake is stoic as usual, while we wait for Kim to come out and swap with Eleanor who looks about ready to faint.

I asked quietly. Luke looked up and swallowed hard, “My sister, Elizabeth. She wasn’t even old enough to cast real spells and hadn’t transitioned yet. It was preposterous, and yet they had her up in the gallows with so many of the others. We tried to stop them. There are some things that I hate about our kind.” I pushed off of Roman’s lap and patted over to where Luke stood by the bed with clenched fists. “The Lycans were behind your sister being hung?”

Xander mutters back “No, I wanted to keep a low profile.” “Jaxon, you know what he is like.” “Well you haven’t spoken to him either.” I snap back. Annoyed with how always left things to me to sort out. “You have a sister?” Bree asks. “Is she like you? Is she a Lycan?” “Yes.” Xander replies “Not a triplet?” Blues eyes are wide. It had only just dawned on her that if we were triplets, she would be mated to her as well. I was curious why she didn’t ask me the other day when I told had mentioned my sister.

I said slowly, “does Mia have any relatives? A sister?” He blinked, visibly taken aback. “A sister, sir?” He hesitated, furrowing his brow in thought. “I… don't think so.” Then, as if realizing the urgency of the question, he quickly added, “Give me a moment, sir.” Luke reached for his phone, stepping back slightly as he made a call. “Check immediately,” he said to whoever was on the other end. “I need to know if Miss Mia Blackwell has a sister.” Without waiting for a reply, he hung up and stood stiffly, his posture even more rigid than usual.