Master Roshi Sister Novels & Stories

"That..." It seemed he didn't want to tell his younger sister anything. Because what his teacher had said was really troublesome for him, but because the woman in front of him was his younger sister. So he decided to tell his sister about his appointment as the master of the ice sect. “Brother, isn’t that amazing? Why do you seem unhappy?” asked his younger sibling, confused by his senior sibling’s attitude, who always seemed to refuse their teacher’s requests. Of course he wasn’t happy; why would he be happy if everything he did had to align with what the teacher said? Perhaps his younger sibling would always prioritize the teacher’s wishes, but to him, that wasn’t right. His fellow discipl

“That bloody bitch has the guts to go back home.” The Grandmaster turned to her. “You know her?” Serena nodded. “The bitch I unfortunately call sister.” “And she's the one you want dead?” Serena nodded proudly as if she would get her wish instantly. She didn't know when she dropped dead.

Armando introduced himself. Armando extended his right hand for a handshake, and Sofia confidently met it. “Paloma Sofia Santos, at your service,” Sofia replied with a smile. Sofia proudly introduced herself to Armando Quinto and graciously accepted his handshake. She didn’t forget to introduce her boyfriend, Amir, to the Quinto couple. “Why don’t we all sit together? It’ll be nice to share a meal and chat,” Larissa suggested warmly. “Sure, Mom. I’d love to share with you how my pregnancy is going,” Cassia replied cheerfully.

he asked in disbelief. Rosa tilted her head. “Brother.” Chris’s mouth fell open. “You- what?!” “You told me to think of you as my brother, right?” Rosa said with a soft smile, blinking up at him innocently and trying to hide her nervousness. Chris froze as his own words echoed back in his mind. A strange pang tightened his chest. He finally exhaled and managed a small chuckle. “Alright, sister.” Rosa’s grin bloomed. Chris bent down slightly and patted her head. “From today, I’m your brother.”

I would've died if a colleague of mine hadn't come looking for me when I couldn't be reached. When I regained consciousness, I told Mom what happened. All she said was, "The fact that Amy treated you that way goes to show just how much of a failure you've been as a sister. You must've pissed her off with the things you said. Otherwise, why would she hate you so much?" All at once, I felt as though I'd been plunged into an icy pool of water. I was chilled to the bone. "Even if I'd been the worst sister alive, did that give Amy the right to kill me?"

He shook his head and said, "Stay here. I want to see what other means the Nalan family has." The other white-robed masters were so frightened that they dared not move. The middle-aged woman in a luxurious dress was the Junior Sister of their mistress. Her strength was at the Completion Sage Realm and she was an illustrious master. She was also a powerful character in the Nalan family. She always had the final say and her means was vicious. Everyone was afraid of her. But at this time, she was defeated by her opponent in one move... The eyes of the masters from the Nalan family fell on Ding Hao's face. It was obvious that they were in awe of him.

Chase was worried that Myra might feel like a stranger as this was the first time the sisters were seeing each other. He quickly explained the situation, "Myra, this is our third sister, Hannah. She's the only disciple of the miracle doctor, Skylar Lyman. This is Enola, our fifth sister and a disciple of the Melody Sect's master. This is our fourth sister, Olivia. She's a disciple of the Esoteric Sword Sect's master. "This is our sixth sister, Myra, the Lady of Camland!" It turned out it was not at all awkward between them. Not only Hannah and Enola but even Olivia went over to Myra when they saw her. All three of them went forward, and the four of them hugged.

After being pressured into drinking until I was tipsy, I checked my phone and saw an Instagram post from my younger sister, Daphne. The private room was clouded with cigarette smoke. My client, Mr. Wallace, a bald man, slapped me hard between the shoulder blades. “Lina, you can really hold your liquor. A girl like you is a definite friend for life. Next time, you bet I’m bringing this deal to you first.” I swallowed hard against the bile rising in my throat and managed to stretch my lips into a stiff, professional smile.

Claustrophobia overwhelms me, and the silver continues to sear into my skin. "He did the right thing." That voice. I freeze and let Hendrick slip through my trembling hands. I recognize that voice...and I recognize her presence. Turning around, one of the hooded guards steps forward. Her gold- amber eyes flash, "You are a long way from home, Prophet Alora." "Sashi..." I whisper, which seems to take her aback. She chuckles in surprise, "No. I'm her sister, Serani. But you'll meet The High Priestess soon enough."

The lady paused and listened to the Old Master, her eyes turning cold. "Why have you paused? Continue. Don't be tense when I mention her sister's name. With me here, no one will be able to touch you. But be careful not to make a reckless move if you want to avenge what she did to your loved ones," the Old Master held her hands reassuringly.