My Sister Is A Superstar 소설 & 이야기

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “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?”

She echoed. "Yes, my sister!" Lucy retorted, pointing at the photo. "Take a look at her. That's my sister Clara Kevin. She was a good model just like you. The perfect one even! But she never got a chance because unlike you she lacked the connections. My sweet big sister worked day and night searching for her big break and when she finally got it. . . there came Supermodel Doris Evans."

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

“Let me see that.” Dominic handed him the contract. Victor studied it carefully. His expression slowly darkened. “Well,” he muttered. “That’s not good.” Ava laughed weakly. “Not good?” Her voice cracked. “My sister helped sell me.” Victor didn’t respond. Because there was nothing to say. Ava slowly backed away from the desk. Her thoughts were spinning too fast. Vanessa. Her big sister. The one who used to braid her hair when they were younger. The one who used to sneak her snacks when their parents weren’t looking.

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 gave him a small smile of thanks and followed Lari out, and we headed down the street to our parent’s home. Everyone we passed gave Lari a small bow of respect, and she was so used to it by now she just kept on chatting about how excited Mom and Dad were going to be. I couldn’t help but smile as my sister is the Luna of one of the two biggest packs in North America. And now I am the Gamma female of the pack. I will need to ask about my duties as such. I heard one of them is I am Gamma to the Luna, which happens to be my sister. I have no problem with that job.

I chuckled bitterly. My parents fell silent. They glared at me as if they wanted me to drop dead right there. My mind was made up. I placed my finger over the button. Mom shrieked so loudly that it echoed throughout the place. “Don’t press the button!” She was so terrified that she started crying, but she still managed to shout, “It’s just a stupid admission letter. What’s so impressive about it? Do you have to incinerate your sister for it? Get your hands off that button!”

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

Then Selene was guided before the stone seat. Her face was pale, and Theron’s hand rested behind her shoulder where every clan could see protection and only she could feel pressure. “My sister has always known how to make others serve her,” she said. “What she built in Frostbrook may only be revenge. She hates me for becoming the Blessed Female, and she hates that Theron, Darius, and Lucan chose me.” I took the thin hide from the bone box and held it out across the fire. “Then say it again under the Beast God’s seat.”

I whispered to him. "I'm not the only one they look at, of course, you too, who can't look at a Yashashree Celine Amora the sister of the famous Drake Francine Amora the hottest racer in the country," Venus eyes almost shine when she mentioned her brother's name. "I don't think so, you just like my brother that's why you're saying that," then when you told me I entered our classroom and so did he. "Hey, No, I'm just a fan of him." she's defending herself as we sit in our seats.