My Sister's Best Friend Novels & Stories

I'm the overprotective brother, but also both my sisters are overprotective especially Carla, she's literally the best person I know. And Liam, my best friend. We met the first day of college and we have been inseparable since then, I love how much you love and care about my sister. I love you you both, to my favorite person ever Carla and my brother and best friend Liam." Mickey says raising up his glass as he ends his speech and everyone cheers. My eyes were welling up, getting all emotional from my brother's speech. Liam looked at me then he leaned over, kissing the side of my head.

I feel like I'm betraying Xanthe for being happy without her. My sister spoke again as if she had read my mind, "Xanthe won't be happy to know that you're not taking care of yourself." I shook my head. I refused to believe what she said. She may be Xanthe’s best friend, but I knew Xanthe more than she did.

Troy AND six brothers would be too much for any girl to handle. Stacy is still my best friend and sister in everything. She is my ride or die and always will be. I would be lost without her. She was my maid of honor in my wedding and I was her. She called me before telling Troy that she was pregnant every time and I did the same when it was my turn.

In the quiet moments, she would gently brush away the worries etched across her brow, her touch a soothing balm that whispered of solace and reassurance. Their laughter echoed through the halls of shared memories, each inside joke and knowing glance a testament to the depth of their connection. With a warmth that surpassed mere camaraderie, she stood by her through life's upheavals, her presence a constant reminder that in her, she had found a confidant, a companion, and a pillar of unyielding affection. Looking at my best friend shattered again like this wanting me to use her sister's face to clean my desk. How cruel is she to marry her sister's ex-fiance who cheated on her like nothing hap

You're also the best friend and sister anyone ever wish for" I conclude. I tap steadily and calmly her hesdl

The woman who hugged Liam entered looking at her in longing. Amy couldn't explain the peace she felt around the lady. It was as if she had known her for her whole life. “Hello sweetheart, I'm sorry about earlier, I know all this might be overwhelming, but I hope you remember things,” Amber said walking towards her as she sat beside her. Amy looked at her confused, “remember? What are you talking about?” She asked, looking at her with anticipation in her eyes. Amber smiled slightly, holding her hand gently in hers. “Let's start from who I am, I am Amber, Liam's sister and your best friend,” Amber explained, making Amy remain constant, no emotion playing into her eyes.

I'd write you one and express my emotions here because I can't say it to your face. You have been my best friend. My confidant, my other half, my ride or die for so long, I straight forget yours, my sister sometimes. You have been there for me in times I wish I never had to rely on you. When you smacked Suzie Lancaster for trying to get me drunk in 11th grade, and when you warned her that if she so much as tried to put her dirty fingers near me, you'd have her eyeballs out,. Right before my Leah punched her in the nose.

I don't want her to lose all of us. If there's anything I realized about my sister since she came back to Moonshadow Creek, it's that she's so much stronger than I thought she was. Even preparing for her own death, she's only thinking about her daughter. I hate myself for ever questioning her ability as a mother because she's an amazing one.

He was her only brother. On the other side was Mia—her best friend, her soul sister, the one person who had stood by her through everything. Who cried with her, helped her heal. Who helped her rebuild when life felt like ruins. The kind of friend that felt like a twin—not by birth but by destiny. Two people she loved, bound together by a broken past and a future that now felt like a ticking clock. She didn’t know what her role would be when everything hit. The peacemaker? The messenger? Or the traitor caught in the crossfire?

“I never loved your best friend. Why can’t you accept that?” A lick of fury brightened the warmness in her eyes and her hand met with my cheek. “I never knew you were this heartless, Maverick. If I had known, I wouldn’t have forced my best friend into falling for you and getting her heart broken by a devil like you.” “You’re broken, if you don’t know. Broken beyond repair and I swear to fuck, no amount of therapist can heal you, Maverick. I hope you rot in hell.” I couldn’t believe all those words were coming out of my sister’s mouth.