My Sister's Keeper Book Cover Novels & Stories

The jock retorted. Savannah fixed her gaze back on Mia. “You’re pathetic. I bet you did it on purpose just so you could touch him.” The girl got closer, glaring at the girl dressed in black. “Dream on bitch. He’s never going to be interested in an ugly whore like you.” Without warning, she gave Mia a sharp shove, causing her to stumbble backwards. Mia scoffed and retreated. “You’re both as delusional as each other.” Savannah watched her new step-sister leave before pulling her boyfriend away. His eyes were lingering on Mia a little longer than she would have liked.

I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

If Cameron thought I’d enjoy it, then I damn well would. I traced a fingertip over the back cover, reading the blurb before even cracking it open. A story about the sister of the last book’s male lead—young, reckless, and desperate to be ruined. And the man who should never touch her—her off-limits bodyguard, tasked with protecting her from the world… and from himself. Just my poison. Yep, this was exactly what I needed.

He is reading the erotica novel, thumbing through the pages as if he is completely unbothered by the events of the past few minutes. Oh no! What the hell is wrong with this guy? Can't he just forget about the book? I don't even bother to struggle with him over the book this time around. I may do that again, and end up on the bed with him. We will end up even more entangled if I do. I don't want that to happen. Not when my sister is inside the room opposite mine. So, I stand there, arms crossed over my chest, just watching him. I can't believe the blank look on his face as he reads the book. He looks as innocent as he can be. I can't imagine anyone believing me if I told them that he had been

And the fact that you embraced them, flaws and all, is a gift I do not take lightly. Thank you for reading. Thank you for your support. Thank you for believing in this story. And if you enjoyed this journey, I’d love for you to dive into my ongoing book: LOVE THY SISTER'S HUSBAND (BLURB) WARNING ‼️ This book delves into mature and explicit themes, including graphic sexual content, taboo relationships such as forbidden affairs and sibling rivalry-fueled obsession. The characters aren't all perfect and sunshine! Tread carefully if these elements unsettle you, reader discretion is strongly advised. (18+)

I say, hastily changing the topic, thankfully it works. Nova puts her hand out, fingers trembling. “Let me see," "You are such a meddler," I roll my eyes before I hand her the phone. Thalia stays in her seat, by my dressing mirror, watching Nova expectantly. My baby sister flashes me a smile, "Im a sister's keeper," she says, her attention shifting to the device in her hand. She scrolls with a frown, "Blue Moonlight, Moon Essence, Red Haze, Silverline, Dark Moon. They're all too far."

No, she orders in her authoritative voice. When Killian comes within hearing distance, Andrea speaks again, “I'm not doing this because I have the hots for you. I mean I had a crush on you ages ago, but not now.” She rolls her eyes, changing her tone, “I care for you so that my brother doesn't get a heart attack and dies earlier than intended. So, you better be careful, pretty boy.” Blush coats his cheeks, hearing her speak about something like this so nonchalantly. “What a loving sister I have. Wow, I'm so touched that it feels like my heart is out in the open, getting kissed by a gentle breeze.” Comes a sarcastic remark from Killian.

I wanted to be able to hold something as a weapon to protect myself from all the monsters around me and Galena. I pulled out an unlocked drawer, and my eyebrows furrowed at the strangeness. Of all people, Nicholas de Sanctis was the man who prioritized his security the most. My sister's fiancé always locked up the precious things he owned in many ways. That, I'm sure, or are there no important materials here that he doesn't bother locking the drawers?

✨ The moment he appeared— Every book in the room began floating. 📚⚡📚⚡ The air became heavy. Breathing became difficult. 💔 The masked stranger looked directly at Ilyaan. Then spoke. 🌙 “The Last Memory Carrier.” 😱 Ilyaan froze. “Who are you?” The stranger smiled behind the mask. 💀 “I am The Keeper.” ⸻ 🌙 The Forgotten War The Keeper slowly walked toward them. His presence alone felt terrifying.