Maysilee Donner Sister Novels & Stories

“You’re the saddest-sounding messenger of good news I’ve ever heard, Misha. Good news usually comes with a happy voice. C’mon, spill it out. What’s wrong?” She sighed. “Okay,” she said, with a sadder voice. “I’m gonna tell you anyway. The name of bad news is Kayla.” “Who is Kayla?” “Soren’s sister.” “Oh!” Yana quipped. “How is she bad news? I know she’s bad, but only to Soren.” She chuckled. “She’s now bad to me, too.” “Why? What is she doing?” Misha told Yana Kayla’s messages to her and the photos of Cindy.

My eyelids drop. I'm not that mad at Aiden. He shouldn't have revealed our relationship like that, but it wasn't a huge deal. The problem is, I don't know how to act around my sister now. And the fact that she's interested in Aiden? It's just weird. I wasn't entirely surprised, but it still caught me off guard when she said it, and then Aiden opened up about our relationship. It's all so complicated. To be honest, I don't know what to do.

But there was just that look in her eyes that made me still, that made me want to believe I wasn’t going mad and that my sister had somehow escaped hell and was now conversing with me. I didn’t say anything as every fiber in me shook with trepidation. The woman in front of me took it as a sign to continue talking and she did just that. “It’s Elise, your sister. The same sister who used to sing you lullabies every night, the same sister that taught you how to ride a bike, how to deal with dad’s tantrums, how to tie your pig tails. The same sister that nicknamed you Mae mae because that’s what mom used to call you before she gave birth to you. It’s me, Mia. It’s me”

She despised her sister's arrogant demeanor, as if she owned the entire world. “I know she can be a jerk, but have you ever gone to her just to hang out with her?" Sunny enquired. "Oh, I did, and she told me she didn't have time to hang out with ignorant fools like me." She had better things to do, like hang out with Nichole or stuff her face with cherry creamed pie." She stated. "What the hell? That's mean." Sunny came on as Miley Cyrus's Party in the USA blared from the speakers. Sunny stood up and began to dance to the music as Hailey cheered.

"I don't know, Ares. I grew up without them I don't know if -" "Ares?" I heard a soft voice coming from outside. "Come in" I said and the door opened to reveal Cali. "Hey, Winter." Her eyes opened in surprise. "I'm so sorry, I had no idea you were busy. I just asked one of the guards for you and they directed me here." She said, her cheeks burning from embarrassment. "There's nothing to be sorry about. Come say hi to my sister. Maya meet Cali or as I like to call her, Winter and Cali meet Maya, my older sister."

"Cmn, Soul's PR department directly tore Amelinda Ciara, they played a video, the weak fairy Amelinda Ciara is a white lotus, she beat Anne Jenner first. . . . . " "Amelinda Ciara isn't Catherine Lee's sister? Catherine Lee is a Soul artist, how could Soul tear Amelinda Ciara. . . . " "Anne Jenner, do you know why?" Anne Jenner thought to herself, what the hell do I know. She looked at Sister MiMi, Sister MiMi was so embarrassed that she wanted to die, she smiled and said: "Okay, let's interview today, Anne Jenner please give greetings and goodbyes to the fans."

grounding. Maya, Don's sister, was a friend I made in college—second only to Jay, she was the nearest to family I had for a while. Perhaps my gut was correct at that point when I asked Don to guard my father. Deep down, somewhere, there was a part of me that thought I could trust him. He had already shown himself to be a good leader, intelligent and quick-witted, even if he was imperfect—like sleeping around as if commitment was not a thing. No one was perfect, though. Jay certainly wasn't.

She turned and whistled, loud and sharp, the training stopped and everyone looked over. "Listen up!" Maya called. "This is Esme, Xavier's real sister, the one Selene's been losing her mind about. She's new, scared and she needs friends. Who's in?" The silence that followed made my stomach drop. Then a boy with sandy hair and freckles raised his hand. "I'm in, anyone who makes Selene that angry can't be all bad." A few people laughed. Another girl raised her hand, then another boy, then more. Within seconds, half the field had their hands up.

On hearing the voice she turned to face Riley. "Hi, I'm Kayla. Damon's sister." The girl said, causing Riley's eyes to widen.

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?”