My Sister's Keeper Book Cover Novels & Stories

I got a security job in an upscale neighborhood.  One day, I got a call from a resident.  “I think there’s been a break-in.”  I rushed to the scene. Instead of an intruder, I was greeted by a beautiful woman in barely anything.  She held me and pleaded, “I’m scared. Can you stay with me?”

Mom is diagnosed with a benign fibroid during her check-up, but somehow, she ends up getting her entire uterus removed, leading to her getting an infection and dying from it. With the surgical records in hand, I decide to sue the doctor for malpractice. But my wife, Anastasia Ziegler, who's also the director of the hospital, personally steps in to vouch for him. Enraged, I question her why. However, Anastasia just shoves me away coldly. "Your mom was already that old. What use did she have for her uterus? Louis' future is more important! Anyway, I'll waive the hospital bills. You'd better take down the court case, though. Don't embarrass me any further in the hospital." As I gaze at Mom's cold corpse, I can't help but chuckle. It turns out that Anastasia has no idea that her beloved side piece has killed off her actual mom, who had stayed widowed for many years.

My little sister Willa? Always played the noble princess—even during the freaking apocalypse. She was pregnant and still trying to look like some graceful queen. I told her to end it. Safer that way. She slapped me. "Shut up. How can you be so heartless?" Meanwhile, I skipped meals so she and her rescue-pet gang could eat. When I collapsed from hunger, she snorted. "Drama queen. Think of it as a free weight-loss plan." I dragged her to the base, the safe zone, and nearly died doing it. She snatched the last of my rations. "The baby and I are good. Give the rest away." I died from my injuries—frozen, starving, forgotten. Willa? She got crowned a saint. Even landed the baby daddy—the Deputy Governor—and kicked off her perfect little fairytale. Then I woke up. Back to the moment she asked me to swear I'd protect her and the baby. This time, I laughed in her face. "Die for all I care."

My sister, Aria Sawyer, stumbled drunk into a billionaire's room one night. Now, she was pregnant and wanted the whole family's advice. Something about it felt off. Forget about how mismatched they were. How could a billionaire's suite possibly have no security, letting anyone just wander in? When I pointed that out, Aria actually agreed. She decided to end the pregnancy and start fresh. But the very day she left the hospital, headlines exploded. The billionaire was marrying another woman carrying his child. Aria went mad with jealousy. Right in front of our parents, she grabbed a knife and stabbed me to death. "This is all your fault! That spot in high society should have been mine!" And then, my eyes opened again. Aria sat there, blushing sweetly, calling a family meeting. "I think I might be pregnant with Mr. Moore's child. What should I do now?"

I woke up in bed with my sister’s fiancé… naked, confused, and accused of drugging him. The cameras say I did it. The media says I ruined my sister’s engagement. My family says I must marry him to fix the scandal. But I remember nothing. Now I’m trapped in a marriage with a man who looks at me like I’m dangerous… while hiding a secret that could destroy everything. Someone framed me. And if I don’t find out who did it before this one-month marriage ends, the truth might be buried forever… along with me.

"Let's get a divorce," I said firmly. "Don't you dare," he said, his teeth literally grinding together. "Listen to me. As long as you are bound to me in this marriage, I have the final say. Only I get to decide when and if we end this. You don't just walk out and call the shots, Sierra. Not with me." One life-saving secret. Two sisters and a man. A marriage built on a lie. My feelings for Desmond Zimmerman started when we were kids and never really faded. But he gave his heart to my younger sister, Vivian, believing she was his savior. Then came the accident that paralyzed Vivian, and the world decided I was the monster who caused it. When Vivian vanished on their wedding day, Desmond didn't seek justice; he sought a substitute. He forced me into a marriage of convenience in bitter vows. Now, Vivian is back, walking perfectly and demanding her place at Desmond's side. She wants my husband, my home, and my total ruin. I filed for a divorce and walked out with nothing but a secret life growing inside me and the truth he was too blind to see. My escape led me deep into a dark underworld realm that shook my sanity, a place where names are traded, and shadows have teeth. How will Desmond react when he realizes he spent three years living with the woman who actually kept him alive? Can a man who treated his wife like a "substitute" ever truly be forgiven?

I have been the Donna of the Smith family for nine years— but only in name. I took my deceased twin sister Lily’s place, raised her daughter Emma as my own, and lived beside a husband, David, who never once looked at me with love. For nine long years, I gave everything. Emma, however, only saw me as the woman who “killed her mother,” never knowing it was Lily who stole my marriage, my identity, and the man who was supposed to be mine. She pushed me in public, screamed that I was a murderer, and even used the gun I gifted her to shoot the only thing that brought me comfort—a tiny bird I’d been nursing back to health. And David… David, the man I once loved with my whole heart, couldn’t hide the coldness in his eyes. Every time he looked at me, I could feel Lily’s shadow standing between us. So I made a decision. If this family wanted Lily so badly— then they could have her ghost. I would leave the Smith estate, the title of Donna, the child who hated me, and the man who never wanted me. But the night I packed my bags, David suddenly appeared in the doorway, blocking my path— his eyes no longer cold, but afraid. As if he had finally realized what losing me truly meant.

Mia Fernwood doesn't think her life can possibly get any worse, but she's proved wrong when the boy bullying her at school turns out to be her new step-sister's boyfriend. Ryan is everything Mia hates. A mindless jock who is the most popular good looking boy in school- and he knows it. But when Mia finds out a secret Ryan has been hiding from everyone, she realises there is more to him than she thought. Can hate really turn to love?

After a horrible accident with her sister, Kim, Kailani's life at the Iron Claw pack changed forever. Subjected to isolation, abuse, and the theft of her wolf, Kailani loses all hope of knowing the love of her family. After escaping her former pack, Kailana finds a home within the Blood Rose pack. Three years later, when she thought she could start with new 18, she was forced to face the ghosts of her past and back to the Iron Claw Pack, her peace and security are threatened. Her fated mate is revealed to be one of her tormentors. Three years later, Terry finds that his mate is Kailani but not Kim. How could it be? The one he hates most is should be his lover and mate. Will Terry choose to love his chosen mate Kim or his fated mate Kailani?

In my previous life, on the day my sister and I attended the Witch Covenant's mating ceremony, I saved a fallen vampire prince. To repay my debt, the prince, upon returning to his clan, immediately declared that I would be his future bride. A year later, I gave birth to a pureblood heir—the only successor of the entire vampire lineage. The prince was overjoyed. On the day of his coronation as King, he sealed a blood bond with me, declaring me his eternal companion and queen. From that moment, I was revered by all races. My sister, meanwhile, chose a powerful werewolf Alpha, only to fade into obscurity as one among his many lovers. Her jealousy of me spiraled into madness. During a full-moon ritual held by the witches, she pushed me into an abyss, leaving me to die from the fall. When I opened my eyes again, I saw her running toward the direction of the vampire prince's misfortune on the very day of the mating ceremony. I knew then: she, too, had been reborn. But what she didn't realize was this—becoming the prince's bride was easy. Winning his heart, bearing his child, now that was as impossible as climbing to the heavens.