My Best Friends Sister Novels & Stories

I compliment her, making her eyes light up like a glossy silver necklace. " That's what best friends do." She's right, best friends make things easy for each other, they are ready to sacrifice anything to make the other happy, but Ava is more than that kind of a friend... " If you think I take you as my best friend, then you are wrong. You are my fucking sister, Ava." " You deserve a kiss." she laughs, her cheek glowing. She continue laughing as she get into her car, if we weren't in a hurry she would make the kiss real, and maybe dance, she was excited.

"Have you seen any ex going to stick around her ex without any shrewd purpose? Prove me that! There is no such a position as best friend between a man and a woman!" What she said sent a wave of tension into my stomach, burning it. "Oh, SHOULD you not calm me now and say that I might be misunderstood!" She paused, "I could say if I was a fake friend but I see you as my sister! sh*t! Sisters are too honest and sometimes sh*tty to you!" "Hmm, I see! Don't bother yourself. I'm not the same person as before. I don't let them abuse me." "My girl! Let me know if it is serious we will twitch their ears together. Make sure you won't go through it all alone like the previous time. You have me, hon."

Note: I don't if there are any consistent readers but if they are this is for you. I no longer will be updating every week instead I will upload 2-3 times a month, depending on how I feeling. Thank you for your continued support. xo. Now on to the chapter. ''She's my best friend. I'm allowed to crush her if I want to,'' Zack stated. ''Well, she was my sister so I get a say and I say get off my sister,''

she asks. "No, I have a Calvin and a Mandy." we both made eye contact, she sneers at me. "A what?" "I was an only child, I did grow up with my best friend he was closer than a brother to me, he's Calvin, Mandy is my best friend she was like a sister we both had a lot in common and hated my cousin but we never actually did this a lot." I said as she puts my hand out. "Guess this makes us sisters then, it's nice to finally do this with someone even though it won't be often." she says and takes my other hand.

‘I certainly don’t see why you’re making such a big thing out of it. ‘You do not?’ he grated. ‘Not at all. After all—’ ‘You are the best friend of my sister,’ Bryan cut in furiously. ‘Does that fact not make this a “big thing”?’ he challenged.

I'd write you one and express my emotions here because I can't say it to your face. You have been my best friend. My confidant, my other half, my ride or die for so long, I straight forget yours, my sister sometimes. You have been there for me in times I wish I never had to rely on you. When you smacked Suzie Lancaster for trying to get me drunk in 11th grade, and when you warned her that if she so much as tried to put her dirty fingers near me, you'd have her eyeballs out,. Right before my Leah punched her in the nose.

In the quiet moments, she would gently brush away the worries etched across her brow, her touch a soothing balm that whispered of solace and reassurance. Their laughter echoed through the halls of shared memories, each inside joke and knowing glance a testament to the depth of their connection. With a warmth that surpassed mere camaraderie, she stood by her through life's upheavals, her presence a constant reminder that in her, she had found a confidant, a companion, and a pillar of unyielding affection. Looking at my best friend shattered again like this wanting me to use her sister's face to clean my desk. How cruel is she to marry her sister's ex-fiance who cheated on her like nothing hap

“Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?” I was struck by her sheer absurdity. I murmured, “I’ve just been really swamped—” My mother scoffed. “Too swamped to take two seconds to tap the ‘like’ button? “You’ve always been like this. Ever since you were little, you couldn’t stand seeing your sister happy.” Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Long-buried memories came flooding back. In middle school, I came first in the entire grade. My parents completely missed my parent-teacher conference because Daphne had taken a minor tumble.

“You really think she will?” “Well, I have to believe that,” Andrew said. “She’s my sister. And my mom… She has never stayed angry at me for long. They just need time to come to terms with our relationship.” Ada let out a soft hum and leaned into the couch cushion. “Maybe. Or maybe she won’t. Claudia was my best friend , I can tell you for sure that she is the kind who writes people off when they don’t fit her mold.” Andrew was quiet. The truth in her words hit harder than he wanted to admit.

“I never loved your best friend. Why can’t you accept that?” A lick of fury brightened the warmness in her eyes and her hand met with my cheek. “I never knew you were this heartless, Maverick. If I had known, I wouldn’t have forced my best friend into falling for you and getting her heart broken by a devil like you.” “You’re broken, if you don’t know. Broken beyond repair and I swear to fuck, no amount of therapist can heal you, Maverick. I hope you rot in hell.” I couldn’t believe all those words were coming out of my sister’s mouth.