My Sister's Keeper Novel Novels & Stories

My day was completely unproductive, and realizing that this was all Pascha's confinement made me even crazier. A womanbeater... what could he live for other than torturing women? He's exactly like my father, and I feel scared for the woman who becomes his wife. Would she be able to live a life in prison with that monster? I shuddered in horror at that unpredictable future. The door opened when I closed the book. I thought it was Carl who wanted to interrupt, but it was my sister's fiancé who had distracted me completely. I stood up from the sofa and looked at him, who closed and locked the door. "Your fiancé is in her room."

As soon as I stepped outside, I ran into my sister and Lex in the garden. Their fingers were intertwined, bodies pressed close together, looking utterly affectionate. "Thalia, are you going back to our mother's place today? Isn't Kane coming with you?" My sister's eyes sparkled with smug cunning. "Kane is at the company. I'm going to find him," I said. The words made a flicker of resentment pass through Lex's eyes. He had always been jealous of Kane—stronger, more capable, and unburdened by illness, unlike him, stuck at home because of his weak body.

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

“It may be the key to ending this war.” Zara’s P.O.V The memory struck me like lightning. My sister’s journal. Hidden. Protected. Forgotten in the chaos of grief. “I kept it,” I said. “I never had the strength to read it after her death.” Ryker stepped closer. “You will not face it alone this time.” I met his gaze, drawing strength from the bond that pulsed between us. “Thank you,” I said softly. Caden cleared his throat. “Alpha, there’s another matter.”

“Mishka baby, your home is with me…I love you, Mishka, and I want to spend the rest of my life loving you. If you let me, Your sister will always be welcome in our home, baby; she’s your family.” Her eyes fill with tears as she whispers, “I love you too, Ben” She rests her head on my shoulder as we settle back for the flight. Authors note Can they save her Sister? Does her sister want to be saved? Will they reach her in time? And can the team close down this hell hole these girls are working in? Yet more questions, any thoughts? Thanks for reading. Love always, Ellen X

Then I remember something Anna told me once, back when she first died saving me at the Border. “You’re my sister,” she’d said. “That bond doesn’t break, not for death, not for anything. No matter what form I take, I’m always your sister first.” I reach into death concept not as eternal Keeper but as Anna’s sister, using familial bond instead of cosmic authority.

Or the cliff packhouse, once I’ve had everything of Elle’s burned and thrown out. I just need Ayr. The rough, primal conquering of my body bound me to him. But it was his tender, understanding patience, which brought me to my knees. Holding my hand against his chest, gently bathing me and holding me while I slept. His fingers trailing over my skin. Treasuring me. But to get to that blissful state again, I need to move an awkward, crooked-nosed obstacle. My sister. The plotting, snakelike creature who killed her own father for a shot at the throne.

I wanted a mate, but it came at the price of so many others. In the end, I was still unloved. Alone. Mocked by the haunting memories of what I sacrificed in an attempt to dream of something solely mine. Because of Vincent and his pursuit of maddening greed, many of the Keepers do not involve me. My Dark realm is not a welcome presence, and they remained wary as a result. All I have to keep myself company now are my tainted pets and my sister of beauty and light. I couldn’t tell you the last time I saw our other sister. Kara was not one to be around others. She was a hunter of men. None was safe.

When I found Silas Pembroke, he was carefully untangling a strand of another woman’s hair from his tie clip. The two of them were wrapped around each other, far too close to pretend otherwise. He let out a mocking laugh. “Jenna, what exactly are you going to accuse Sienna and me of this time?” Sienna Vale smiled sweetly. “Mrs. Pembroke, you stayed away longer than usual this time.” I steadied myself and said, “I’m not Jenna. I’m her twin sister, Summer Sinclair.” Silas burst out laughing. “What is this, your latest stunt?” Then his expression hardened. “Keep pushing me, and I can’t promise you’ll stay Mrs. Pembroke forever.” I only looked at him and said quietly, “Silas, my sister left three

His most lovely sister, forever sleeping, wearing the princess skirt he gave her. From that day on, he swore that he would find out those bastards and let them taste the taste of watching their hearts taken away by others. After becoming chief of police, he began to have more access to those files. Every time he see those pale faces, the body lying on the cold floor with an empty left chest, he would think of his sister that night. Seeing Ada Wood who is still alive, he seems to see his sister. Aaron guarded her, and let her live with her heart. If it was his sister who met Aaron, could she continue to live in this beautiful world like her?