My Sister Novels & Stories

The drama would be so unneeded and horrible. "Rose, let's go say hello to my friends."I whisper to my sister who's furiously tapping away on her phone. She does so to look extra feisty and to keep some certain types of men away. Not to brag, but, my sister is an incredibly beautiful dark skinned girl. When we were younger, I fought a lot to keep some scum bags away. I still do though, but this time they are not as much as before. As she herself has learnt how to ward some punks off.

Even though her sister is bad at studies and stuff, she got succeeded in gaining popularity in the University they go to with her talents like singing, dancing and acting. You know what being called nerd is better than being addressed as someone's sister. It would be nice if her sister is a bitch, cruel and heartless but she's not..... Her sister treats her like an angel, cares for her like a mother and protects her like a father. She loves Amara soo much which made Amara to hate herself for being jealous of her own sister.

I'd dо ѕоmе thіngѕ to hеr, I tell уоu whаt. "Whаt іѕ іt, ѕwееthеаrt?" "Dаddу, I nееd your hеlр. The pump ѕtорреd working аnd I nееd уоu to come fіx іt." "I саn't bаbу, I'm grіllіng. Brіаn, hеlр уоur sister out."

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

Dad calls her my shadow because she is always with me Shasta’s my youngest sister she’s 16 beautiful feisty and brave the wildest sleeper ever and probably my closest sibling I have .she’s brown skin curvy and she has hazel eyes and a little shorter than me at 5’7 like our mom she happens to be a lot like her actually They both have big hearts and will do anything for people they love.Always making sure everyone is taken care of.Baby sis and I have a great relationship so I can’t be but so mad.But who wants feet in their face ever

She looked okay. "Niceee... had fun?" "Yeah I did actually.. your sister is pretty cool..." "Ewwww...." I said out loud, "she's whaaat?" She laughed, "what the fuck Mimi?" I shook my head, "Paris is my sister and the word 'cool' doesn't even begin to describe her. She's anything but cool.." "Come on.. she was cool that night..." I looked at her shocked and she laughed, "stop looking so shocked.."

I said it again, emphasizing little sister, to make sure she heard me. “Your little sister? As in like same mother and father sister?” she said, still confused. I couldn’t hold in my laughter anymore as I walked closer and reached out to her to pull her into me. I had to touch her Titan was losing his mind screaming Mate in my head. “Yes, my sister. My biological sister, who is probably dying to meet my mate.” I said with a huge smile across my face. “Oh my goddess!” she covered her face with her hands and I pulled her into my chest.

The sister I always wanted. She means the world to me, I love her a lot. She is the sister I prayed to have. She has long brown hair along with hazel eyes. She has recently turned 21. She has just given her exam of masters in English Literature. “Everyone?” She called, looking around. Her height is above average, almost the same as Adrian. We walked down as she clumsily hugged me and shouted in excitement, The real excitement is coming up, dear sis. "Congratulations, Brother!"

I didn't want to go through that memory lane again. I shook my head again and continued. "I have a sister, Evangeline. Eva in short. She's almost nine years younger than me. My only sibling and the girl takes full advantage of that." I smiled fondly and chanced a glance at Adrian to gauge his reaction. No one in the business world knew about my family and I'd kept it that way. But I didn't see any surprise in his eyes.

the woman asks before I can speak up. “Yes. Yes, there's a problem,” I tell her, trying not to sound scared. “Where is my sister?” Her brows knits into a furrow, and she looks bewildered at my question. “What do you mean? Who is your sister? So many girls came here. And I told they've all—” “Kiara… Kiara Moretti,” I reveal, cutting her off. “That's my sister,” I hold my phone for her to take a perfect glimpse of my sister. “Where the fuck is she?”