My Sister Novels & Stories

"No, you're not." "Yes, I am." "Jane, we don't share parents. We don't share blood. We don't share DNA." "So?" "So that means you're not my sister!" "That's not what sister means." "What does sister mean then?" "Sister means the person who grew up with you. Sister means the person who knows all your secrets. Sister means the person who would do anything for you." "Would you do anything for me?" "Yes." "Then where were you when Dad died?"

I almost cried when I realized today was the death anniversary of my late sister Stella. Growing up, my older sister, Stella, always seemed to have it all. She was the golden child, the apple of my mother's eye. While I tried to find my place among the shadows, Stella effortlessly commanded attention. She had inherited our mother's stunning looks and confident demeanor, making her the epitome of their shared aspirations.

Go fix her right now! "Otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my brother!" It had been less than thirty minutes, yet Charlotte already knew. Other than Liam, I couldn't think of anyone else who would have told her. As for this sister of mine–ever since she kicked me in the chest for Liam, I had already given up on her. My voice turned cold. "I should be the one saying I don't have a heartless sister like you." Ignoring the shock on her face, I kicked her out the door.

That the man who could be my mateㅡ the one I had waited for such a long timeㅡ was betrothed to my sister. Why couldn't I have something to myself for once? “Don't you get it?” He started. “You're not good enough for Alpha Orion.” The words hit me smack in the face and I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white due to how hard I held on to it. “What do you mean? I'm also your daughter, are you saying I don't deserve happiness?” My voice cracked on the last statement.

“I was kidnapped by rogues on my 8th birthday. My older sister and I were both taken. But I escaped after a month, thanks to her sacrifice. After that, my family and the whole pack began resenting me.” “Is your sister dead?” “No.” The word came out fast, almost desperate. “I’m sure she’s still alive. My sister is strong and smart. I believe she got away from the rogues, and she’s living somewhere safe. I just… know it.” “If that’s true, then why didn’t she come back to your pack?” Beta Owen’s question made my head whip around to face him. For a moment, I was taken aback, unable to find the right words.

Warren Sutton was a brilliant lawyer, famous for his success and for keeping everyone at a distance when it came to personal relationships. Rose Chapman, the heiress of the Chapman family, had swallowed her pride and gotten down on her knees to beg him to marry her. She had promised that she was willing to stand behind him and his career forever. She said that she respected his choice in focusing on his career. She would wait until he was ready to make their relationship public as she stood behind him, however long it took. She even said she would make him the most successful man in the world, and he would love her and only her, for the rest of his life. They had been married for fiv

I was supposed to be the hopeless romantic marrying into high society, but my younger sister couldn't stop copying everything I did. When I tried on wedding dresses, she tried them on too. When I put on diamond rings, she wore them too. When I called Elliot my fiancé, she turned around and called him the same. Until one day, I overheard a conversation between her and Mom. "If your sister refuses to marry him, you can take her place. The position of Mrs. Fitzgerald shouldn't go to someone else." I smiled. After all, I had been lying to them, with zero intention of marrying Elliot. Trying on wedding dresses was just to make her jealous. Wearing diamond rings was to set the bait. Even havi

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

it was my sister calling. I and my sister were two different people, we don't even look that much alike, she looks more like Ummi and Grandpa. The only thing we have in common is our height. We are of average heights, I looked nothing like my family, one could say I was stolen or adopted or something absurd.

He sighed because he doubt if he could ever have that in his life, after all, the girl he so much love is his sister, who will allow two siblings to get married, that will only be less hurting if his sister actually feel the same way with him. "I need to do my math’s homework" Anna said getting up, watching her parents being so loving, it breaks her heart "goodnight mom, goodnight dad. Goodnight Jason." "Good night love" Veronica replied and got up to kiss her head. "Goodnight sugar" said Samuel with a loving smile. Jason looked at her as well and wondered if he should say goodnight too but he is not in the mood to kill himself yet with thoughts "goodnight baby sis"