My Sister Is A Superstar Mga Nobela at Kwento

I didn’t want to outshine the woman of the hour. “Thank you all for coming to my event,” Celeste Everhart, my sister, said, adopted sister to be exact. Her sweet, melodic voice echoing through the grand hall. I smiled a bit. I’ve always adored her voice — soft, confident, and charming. Everything about Celeste was captivating. She exuded confidence and grace that people couldn’t help but love. That I can never do or be. So, I silently support her from the side.

Yeah, so sis, have you ever loved someone or had a crush on someone before? " Hm.... Not really... I do have a celebrity crush though... " She said almost in a whisper. " Really, sis? " " Yeah.... " " So tell me, sis... Who this lucky celebrity is. " " Hm... Justin Bieber. " " Oh my! You actually had a crush on Justin Bieber? " " Yes, but that was before though... Not anymore... " " Okay... So do you still have a celebrity crush now, sis? " " No... I only have favorite singers, Lauren Daigle, Celine Dion, Charity Gayle and Tatiana manaois. "

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

She already seems to have convinced herself that's she's got me wrapped around her finger. I politely smile at her before exiting. I should go to my dorm first and freshen up. Hailee's P.O.V. After eating Gale and I stick around at the cafeteria as I tell him all about Halsey and Lisa. I also learn about his younger sister, Holly. She's beautiful, blonde and has the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. "She's definitely going to break hearts." I kid. Gale laughs. "Or she'll be more like me. You know? Sweet, charming, gentle, caring, loving."

The woman who works as a bartender approached Kim. "So she's your sister?" the woman asked. Kim nodded proudly. "Of course she is. That DJ was so stupid for underestimating my sister." "Is your sister that great?" even the woman was heard hesitant to believe Kim's words. "Of course she is. You will see it. You'll be amazed."

Just what her sister’s intention was for tagging a long was a puzzle. Mandy felt like she had lost touch with her sister. They were consciously avoiding each other. Her quitting her nursing job had brought a lot of strain on their relationship as siblings. Not that it wasn’t strained even before that. Mandy had always felt inferior. Annie was stunningly pretty and smart. Annie’s presence and absence were always felt. Annie was the standard that she was always pitted against.

I sigh and now drop my fork and knife on both sides of my plate. “That's the problem, Grace. I don't want my sister to think that I stole her dream from her. She was the one who has always wanted to become a model since she was a little girl. I was drawn to business by my dad so... Gradually it just fits and that's how it's always been. Me in business and my sister in modelling.” I don't know if Grace was understanding my plight.

A miracle opportunity, one of the highest dreams a model can achieve in the world of entertainment. It is not shocking that my sister was eager to get that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. My stepsister is a well-known model. And she’s been eyeing that luxury brand for years. It is her dream to be one of the Dames, that’s the title they call for all models under Dame. But did she think I’ll just let her? Ha! Think again, my dear witch sister. You already took my dream and destroyed it. It is just fair for me to ruin yours.

He dropped to his knees beside my bed. "Grace, come home with me, okay? We have the same blood type. I'll give you my entire liver if I have to. You're my real sister. I won't let you die. From now on, I won't care about anyone else. I'll only stay by your side, okay?" Something inside me snapped. I shoved him away and started screaming like a madwoman. "I'm already dying! What's the point of playing the good brother now? Get out! I don't ever want to see you again!"

he concluded with a smile, and another section of screaming and cheering took over. "I love you, Damian! You're the best! Damian!" This time I smacked a palm over my face, when something caught my eye. My sister had thrown something at him, and it seemed like her pink panties. My eyes zeroed in shock. She didn't just do that to my husband-to-be, did she??? *** While I struggled to process what Stephanie just did. Zara turned to interrupt me happily "Wow! He is an amazing artiste, and for once, I am super proud to be a star’s Classmate.”