My Sister's Keeper Novel Novels & Stories

"What is Cara doing he-" She never got to finish her statement as all of a sudden, a shorter ebony skinned lady walked towards my sister, pulled her cheeks closer and gave her a befitting kiss on the lips, sucking every breath from my sister.

The whispers. ‘That’s the family. The one whose son killed that little girl.’ So they won’t know I am. But I’ll know. My eyes move to the small scar on my left wrist from the night after the accident. I’ll know every single day that I’m the sister of the man who killed Lily Petrova. Who destroyed Kai Petrova’s life. I can’t do this. I can’t walk into that house every day and lie to his face. It’s so wrong.

I have a secret: my "sister" and I share the same body. During the day, I'm the timid, cowardly younger sister. Whenever something frightens me, she steps in and handles it. At night, after I fall asleep, she takes control. It was the perfect balance between us, until we each fell in love with someone different. I fell for a college athlete who once saved me. She fell for an untouchable heir from the city's most powerful family. We had a terrible fight. "Why won't you give me back my life? I wish you'd disappear for good!" I hurled the cruelest words I could at her. And then she really did disappear. I thought I was finally free. But when a secret from ten years ago came to light, I understo

Bearers are supposed to always be smiling and serving their families, from one pregnancy to the next while they act like the perfect housewives. “I understand, Keeper Winter,” I repeat reluctant. I dread the future presented to me, but I have no choice. Is either this or die. “Very well then. Be obedient and submissive, Eel, and maybe you will get to survive,” Keeper Sonia says with a wicked smile. “Regardless, you will never be as good as Grace Mortensen was.” Keeper Winter then calls the other Keeper so she takes me away. She immediately comes in, clasps my arm, and drags me back to my cell.

“Who is your sister?” “Mastermind, I`ve seen you on T.V, I`ve heard rumours. Please give me my sister, I`ll work for you if I have to. My sister.” He was starting to cry. “You`ll work for me?” “Yes, just give me back my sister.” “Who are you?” “They call me "The Breaker". There is nothing I can`t break into no matter how well is encrypted.” “I think I can help you find your sister then.” I said, “She`s a Receptionist, right?”

“But I am her brother. I should have done more to protect her. I should have ---” “—And I am her mate. I did far more to hurt her than you did.” “But ---” “Nick, go in there and talk to her. See what she says. Your sister is an incredible she-wolf, and she believes in the power of people to change. You have done a lot of that lately, so I think you might be pleasantly surprised by her reaction to you.” Nick gave me a half-smile. He continued to look worried, but I watched as he slowly walked to Joey’s door.

"He’s just a man. You... you're a god in a hoodie, Caleb. And it’s terrifying. Because I don't know if I'm talking to my brother or the 'Keeper' of some ancient grudge." "I'm your brother," Caleb said, as his silver eyes softened, though they didn't turn back to brown. "But the Keeper is the one who’s going to have to save your lives when the ground opens up. So decide now; do you want the brother who lies, or the Keeper who survives?"

I rushed to her side and soothed her by rubbing her back. Finally after some time, she sniffed and croaked, "L-Luke dumped me!" "Oh, Anne! Don't you worry, we'll talk to him, okay?" I assured her and she nodded quietly. I brought a box full of tissues, berry delight ice cream and more than dozen full boxes of kitkats for the night. It was midnight and it was the climax of the movie 'My Sister's Keeper.' The tissue box was almost empty and my entire room was filled with used tissues. Ice cream was melted and stuck on the sheets of my bed. Half-munched kitkats were still lying on the table.

No more worrying about who might be the killer. But all I felt was cold. --- At noon, I finally stood up. My legs were stiff, my back aching from sitting on the hard floor. I walked to the window and looked out at the campus. Students crossed the quad in groups, laughing, talking, holding hands. The lake glittered in the distance, blue and calm and innocent. The lake where my sister died. The lake where someone held her under until she stopped fighting. I pressed my palm to the glass. "I'm sorry, Alice," I whispered. "I'm sorry I couldn't do this alone."

THEA’s POV The hospital room was too quiet. I lay there, my body feeling like it was made of lead. I couldn't move my fingers. I couldn't open my eyes. All I had left was my hearing, and the sound of the heart monitor's steady beep... beep... beep... "Is it done yet?" That was Maya’s voice. My sister. The girl I had protected from our father’s temper, the girl I had given my own inheritance to so she could live like a princess.