My Sister My Writer Uncensored นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I opened my mouth as he fed me soup, and then I noticed his vague smile. "Is the soup that good?" he asked. It was only then that I realized I'd devoured the whole bowl, and I smiled in embarrassment. "I was really hungry." Yoran stayed silent, while I spaced out, somewhat noticing the strange vibe in the room. The candles and sheets weren't changed… So what changed? And why did it feel a little flirty? Yoran then lowered her gaze to avoid my gaze. "Your sister was conspiring with Uncle Ben, but I've captured her. Would you like to see her?"

I covered my stomach and smiled at her. "Yes. I want a son, but Kane says he wants a daughter." As soon as the words left my lips, I saw the fire of jealousy ignite in my sister's eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself to suppress it. "Then eat more, Thalia. From now on, we sisters should live well together." Suddenly, a strange fragrance rushed into my nose. Both Kane and I collapsed to the ground. My sister looked at us viciously. "You're just as stupid as in your past life. Now I'll send you to the underworld!"

I slept in a cold shed and never even knew things like radios existed. 'But why does she call Daniel ugly and fat behind his back? Why does she say Mom and Dad are cheap? If I were in her place, I would treasure every bit of this.' With these thoughts, I lowered my head and looked utterly heartbroken. "Daniel, you're back?" Just then, Victoria's excited voice rang in my ears. Seeing my brother's ashen face, a trace of satisfaction flashed across her eyes. "This is our sister who was just brought back home. From now on, I'll definitely treat her well. I can share whatever I have with her!" Victoria bounced over and clung to Daniel's arm, acting cute while spouting endless sweet words.

I wasn't the kind of person who could just toss someone's possessions carelessly, not even my sister's, not even after what she'd done. "Some poor charity shop worker is going to have a heart attack when they open these boxes," Maya joked, holding up a barely-there piece of lingerie. I laughed, though it felt strange to be touching my sister's intimate things. "I'm sure they've seen worse." "Doubt it." She dangled a lacy scrap of fabric. We continued working, making steady progress through the massive closet. When I reached the back corner shelf, my fingers brushed against something solid tucked behind a stack of cashmere sweaters. I pulled it out, surprised to find a leather-bound book.

My sister's tiny bikini accidentally revealed everything and the unexpected occured. Enjoy.. ***** I've read some of these stories, and I can never buy it when some guy says, "My sister was gorgeous, but I just never looked at her 'that way' before," or "I was shocked to realize my sister had such big tits." Give me a break. If you have an attractive older sister with big tits, you've been keenly aware of it for years. That was certainly the case for me.

“What makes you think that you’re great, huh? You must just be tweaking your stories to make you a victim! Your works are not even that great anyway! You are nothing now but a passe! You should have been the one who is dead!” I see all the pain in his eyes as my body begs for air while his hands' grip on my throat grows stronger. “I wonder why my sister even likes your books. I wonder why Yohanne did her best to line up for you when you did not even show up a month ago. You don’t deserve all the love of your fans when you could not even save them now!”

I walked calmly to the podium and, with a trembling hand, I picked up the small paper on which I wrote everything I wanted to say to her. I took up the small piece of paper on which I had written everything I wanted to say to her. "If my sister were a painting style, she'd be impressionism," I began. The whole place was deafeningly quiet. "She's a nature lover who likes to be true to herself; she enjoys staying outside, even if it's just lying under a tree; the clear air and fresh grass are her simple pleasures, but her illness took her away from it." I took a deep breath and held back if I crouched.

he groaned breathing heavily And almost immediately he pulled out shooting his thich warm cum on my belly and some flying it's way to my boobs. I gasped. Using my finger to smear the cum on my boobs and licking it. “mmh, you taste good” I teased him. He scoffed and leaned in to kiss me. He laid down beside me taking deep breaths while I laid there, staring at the ceiling and the reality of what just happened hit me. I just fucked my sisters husband in her home on the night she just got back from her honeymoon. The guilt hit me from my insides. I felt stupid and ashamed of myself for doing that Hazel but a part of me wanted more of Dylan and I couldn't resist that feeling.

"Don't worry, Cindy. I won't get pregnant. Jeffrey and I use my other entrance whenever we sleep together," my sister, Celine Lowen, said as she swayed her body from side to side. A chill ran down my spine as I looked at her face. The feeling of boiling water surging into my nostrils and throat in my past life crashed over me. It took a long time, but I managed to calm myself down. "Wow. That's quite amazing," I said.

Jane Jenkins (POV) Two weeks later, I knocked on my sister’s bedroom door. She opened it to find a teary-eyed me. The moment she saw me, I flew into her arms. She stood there and let me cry while rubbing my back, giving me comfort. Once my sobbing slowed down, she led me to the sitting area and sat me down on the couch and she sat next to me. She handed me a Kleenex to wipe my eyes. “Is this about Lucas? What did he do this time? And please don’t tell me he was with another woman because I would kill him if he caused you that kind of pain.” She said, looking at my distraught face.