Novel & Cerita My Beautiful Sister

We are walking to his car, our hands still joined together. "It was amazing," I gush, grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you so much for taking me. I don't think you know how much this meant to me." "You're welcome," He says, a soft smile on his face. His smile is my favorite thing about him. Nathan's smile always has a way to make my heart flutter. He has a charming smile, one that would make you want to hug him. “Wait, is that not Aiden Blacksmith? Your sister's best friend?”

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

And my sister, she’s 18 years old, 5'4" tall, very cute and pretty. She has skin like snow and long hair black as a crow. She also has the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen—quite round, firm, and not big, just right. I know all the boys who would see them would be amazed because they’re perfect. We live in Manila, Philippines. We have a normal family—my father has a nice job, our mom is a high school teacher. But my relationship with my sister changed one day… It was a Sunday afternoon. We were all going to mass at 6. When it was my turn to take a shower, I accidentally opened the bathroom door and saw my beautiful naked sister. She was stunned when she saw me. “oh shit!!” “Sorry, sis,

It's strange, but the truth is, I have seen girls fall for my handsome features or my money. No girl caught my attention; no matter how many girls seduced me, they never fit to my taste. I'm beyond their expectations; I'm the beast with handsome features. Going back to the time when I met the girl who made my heart beat for her, getting into the flashback My sister is not like me; unlike me, she is completely an angel. Her birthday is a festival to us; she invited many of her classmates to the party, and we invited our family friends and relatives.

She's a flirt! "Calm down, Beauty. Don't let the fake news and articles about them destroy you," my sister Amalia said. She is holding a plate that is loaded with food once again. I heaved a desperate sigh, and my eyes were like daggers on the TV where Beatrice's profile was still on. "You are beautiful, Beauty. The most beautiful of them all," she said, sounding like the mirror character in the Snowhite movie. "Oh my god! Look at you. Yes!" she jumped like a lunatic.

"Wow, she's gorgeous!" "So this is the beauty who landed our boy James!" "No wonder James has been MIA lately. He's been keeping her all to himself!" Sweet talk was second nature to James's crowd. Even though we had never met, they immediately started praising me and played up James's status. Once they learned Poppy and Ralph were my sister and her fiancé, they made polite conversation for a few minutes. Poppy pulled me aside again and whispered in my ear. "Why are all of James's friends so hot? Are they loaded too?"

He is actually a good man and I’d hate to have to remove his kneecaps for being with my sister if she isn’t his to claim. I shake the thought from my head and look at my beautiful little sister. Her blue eyes, so similar to mine are searching my own, hoping for some relief from my anxieties about their relationship. I have to give her this moment. “I hope that is what she meant. Britton would make a fine mate for you. No one will ever be good enough for my baby sister, but he comes close…” I say, still thinking to myself that my words only ring true unless the Moon Goddess has found someone even more suited for her. “So…” Britton coughs out.

I knew I was ugly, but hearing my own sister say it still made me shake with pain. "You know what?" She leaned close to my ear. "You're not just ugly. You're stupid, too." I froze, confused by what she meant. "I'm so beautiful and well-behaved, so of course I should be the only princess. Seeing you with a face just like mine makes me sick every time. "When we were eight, I fell off that cliff on purpose. I knew you'd come save me. I calculated exactly where to position myself so you'd get that scar.

I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

“I think this one might look good on me. What do you think?” What did I think? She just had to ask. I'd been avoiding saying anything, but I guess I had to come up with something. “It's… beautiful,” I replied with the first word that came to mind, not sparing her a glance. The dress was beautiful. Would it look good on her? I didn’t know. But there was someone I knew it would be perfect on. I pictured Rhea in the dress and she looked beautiful. Thinking of one sister while with the other... look what you've doing to me, Rhea Bennett.