My Sister Killed Me With Kindness Novels & Stories

my sister spat out. “After everything mum and dad did for you,” I snapped, “You killed them.” I watched my sister take a step back. She definitely wasn’t expecting a retort from me. “Be careful how you talk,” she snarled. “Your life is in my hands.” I let out a bitter laugh. “What’s the use? You’re going to kill me, either way.” My eyes drifted to the man standing beside her. The man who was once the only one that occupied my heart, the man who is now the focus of all the hatred in me.

I shouldn’t be worried about my sister. She is a terrible person. I’ve always known that, and today just continued to prove that. She was going to kill that red-haired boy, Iver if I hadn’t stopped her. I don’t want to think about how many others she hurt or killed to get this deep into the territory.

"It's not your fault. She was at that point dead when you hit her with your car. It's was prataically a pre arranged murder." "However, who could use me to end my own sister's life? It's ludicrous." Her nose scrunches in disdain, realizing someone used her in its plan. "Might be, it was your plastic sister, some sort of maniac lower." He laughed and kissed her brow. Kathy took a long breath, breathing in his aroma and feeling his delicate and soft lips on her brow, making the goosebumps raise all around her body. "Thank you… for being there. That time I truly need you." Her voice came out soft, nearly breaking.

How can girls do such things to an innocent girl? The conflicts between them and me are only trifles. Gina, she almost killed me just because she thought I was not humble enough. Fanny, she hurt me just because she was criticized by Cody after she was rude to me. Grace, among the three, she has the most wonderful reason to kill me. If Damien really belongs to her, she lost a good helper because of me. But I was not the one who killed her helper and what’s more, he died just because he wanted to kill Cody. How can a sister let another guy kill her brother and blame her brother’s slave for helping her brother to find out the real murderer?

But only terrified at what she’s about to say “Marcel I killed her! I killed Mia! And she deserved it, she killed my mother, and then nearly my brother. I shot her Marcel, she is dead because of me.” She has no tears of regret, her voice doesn’t shake, or falter, Jamie killed my sister, and has absolutely no remorse for it. After everything I fucking did for her…..

But, she didn't stop, yet kept slapping my chest using all her force. Anger rushed to my body as I held her wrist and pinned both of her hands over her head. She arched her body in protest and looked right into my eyes with rage. "This all because of you, you ruined me, my life," "I just killed the killer of my sister," I stated. "Just cared for your sister, what about me? Our women?"

Indeed, Katrienair has the best sister in the world. You'll forgive the same demons who burned you day and night in a caged, who killed your spirit every hour, who hung your head on a downward cross, who tried to clear out your race, who threw you into a lake of fire, who ruined your once perfect life. You'll forgive the same demon who killed your parent, who destroyed all you've ever lived for, all for the sake of your sister. Who does that?!

He smiled “ You’re going to kill her?? Why?? What the hell did she do to you guys?!! Just leave the two of us,,let us go please ” She cried out “ You should be happy we are taking your rival away ” “ She’s my sister,,,not my rival! ” “ But you hate her,,why pretending?? Guys,, take the gun and kill her ,,” “ No!! Don’t do that!!! Just,,kill me instead!!! You can’t do that please ” Hazel said

I stood there, feeling my heartbeat accelerate, as Miguel scooped her in his arms and rushed out of my sight, towards his official car and zoomed off. I stood there a mix of emotions running through my mind. Too tired to stand, I fell to my knees with a loud thud, as the scenes of what had just happened strolled past me; Jessica's plea for help, the tears in her eyes and how she slowly lost her consciousness. I couldn't just get my eyes off that scene. My lips trembled uncontrollably as the harsh reality dawned on me. I had killed my sister. I knew I hated her, but I never wanted to harm her.

It didn't even help to Know that the bastard got married while my sister was wallowing in the suffering he caused her. I would have killed him myself. I didn't mind spending the rest of my pathetic days in jail but when I think of my sister and how devastated she'll be when she finds out I killed someone, I calmed the raging beast inside of me. He was a mere handyman who worked for my uncle , our only relative left after the death of our parents and he had always looked creepy each time. I should have known better than to leave my then 14 year old sister all by herself with him. And it only hurt to Know my uncle died while trying to get him the deserved punishment for doing that to a teenage