My Best Friends Sister Novels & Stories

Tears form in my eyes as I utter the last sentence. She stood by me when I needed someone’s support. She held me up when I was falling down. That’s what best friends do, isn’t it? Female best friends are not just friends; they are more than that. They are your soul sisters who will be with you through every thick and thin, without even letting you feel it. She’s my soul sister, without a doubt. “I’ll miss you too, Grace. And don’t forget to video call me daily and make me see the twins.” She instructs me, her eyes filling with tears but she’s trying to hold back her emotions.

“Hey Annie, before you go crazy and start in with the twenty questions, I will tell you everything but just give me a minute to prepare myself, okay?” “Okay, I just want you to know that no matter what it is, I’m here for you, we are best friends you’re like my sister I never had.” She is the best, I’ve loved her like my sister I never got also, unlike me, she has two brothers, but no sister and I ended up not having anyone, so she and I have become like sisters and her brothers look after me too like their little sister. “So, Annie you know how you were dead set that James could have been my mate?”

She mumbled a little when I moved her and I found myself smiling at how cute she looked before I stopped that train of thought. There were many times in the past that I thought about what it might have been like if Rylee and I had met in different ways, instead of growing up alongside each other like brother and sister. I can’t deny that she has grown into quite the beauty and was exactly my type – looks, body and personality. She was everything a guy like me could want, but everything I could never have. She is the younger sister of my best friend, the one person I could really call the brother I never had, and I could never do anything to jeopardize that friendship or hurt him in any way.

“You’re the best friend I’ve ever had!” She is stiff in my grasp for a moment before she begins to relax. “I am?” “You are!” I tell her. “You are more of a sister to me than any of my actual sisters. But Ben and I grew up together. We used to be the only confidant the other had, and when he was so sick, he used to tell me how afraid he was, and I used to tell him about the struggles of helping mom and dad keep the family afloat.”

"Hey Beck's. I just wanted to let you know I'll be staying here for a few weeks. Some plumbing maintenance is being done in my apartment." But once I rounded the corner I realized my mistake. There in the halway stood a woman sure, but she wasn't my sister. Those curves and long red hair haunted many of my dreams. You know what they say, the things you can't have always seem to be the best. And those were the right words to describe my sister's best friend Rachel Bigsby. But for some reason, she hated me. It has always been like that. I really don't understand it though.

Troy and six brothers would be too much for any girl to handle. Stacy is still my best friend and sister in everything. She is my ride or die and always will be. I would be lost without her. She was my maid of honor in my wedding and I was her. She called me before telling Troy that she was pregnant every time and I did the same when it was my turn.

“Fine. But I refuse to become a cliché. I’m not going to throw myself in front of the rich guy.” “Agreed. Financially comfortable guy. Or girl.” Sarrah paused. “Does your brother even have any women friends?” I scoffed. “Of course he does. He’s not some kind of misogynist weirdo.” “Well, you make his friends sound so unappealing,” she pointed out. “Unfair of me. I haven’t met them. It’s not like we hang out a lot, socially.” Scott had been fourteen when I was born. He’d been out of the house before I remembered him living with us.

Sophia replied as Jennifer sighed and nodded "Yea, you're right about that. I'm sorry,Sophia" "It's all cool,you still my bestie" "Bestie?" Jennifer asked "You don't like the sound of bestie?" Sophia asked "Bish,I'm more than your bestie" Jennifer replied. "I'm your sister from another mister and your ride or die for life" "Yea,and don't forget it" "Oh,I'll never forget,boo" Jennifer said as she wrapped her arm around Sophia. "Let's get back to the guys before they decide to do something reckless"

He wanted to pull her to him, feel that body from shoulder to knee, and kiss her senseless. "Oh… No… Nothing" Sasha said after a while, moving one leg forward and balancing her weight on her side with a sinful sway of hips. "You know your sister. She talks a lot… About a lot of things. I don't know how it has been since you returned, but we normally don't let her speak to people unless she's taken her Prozac." she added playfully. Tilly rolled her eyes and glared at her brother. "You better find a way to thank me properly all the work I've done for you" she said, "It's your party, but you barely did anything to plan it properly"

the brunette says, acid lacing her voice. “The only good thing about her is her hot brother. Adam. I don't understand how they're related to be honest. You know Adam slept with my sister last year, she said it was better than she imagined. Maybe, I'll try to make it to one of their parties, I hear they host a few a semester." "Ewe, isn't that gross? Sleeping with the same guy your sister slept with?"