My Sister's Keeper Real Family Novels & Stories

I once believed Ronald would be my salvation. My parents always told me we were poor, and I believed them. But now, I realized that my sister and I are actually heiresses to the renowned Fall Corporation. "Alice, be a good girl. All the family's money has gone to your sister’s treatment and education. We don’t have any extra, so you have to work hard and help pay for her medical bills."

I was a stray pup. At five years old, several elite warriors captured me and threw me in front of the Alpha heir, Lucas. I heard his wolf talking to Lucas in his mind. "Lucas, this damn little thing is a hybrid of a werewolf and an evil witch. The prophecy shows she will be extremely vicious in the future, even killing your Mate. For the Moon Goddess, you must kill her now to protect your future Luna." Lucas agreed carelessly. But when he saw me, he froze. "Seriously? Dude, you’re saying this tiny thing is a homicidal maniac? How vicious can she be? Cursing the future Luna with a lollipop?" I tugged the corner of Lucas's expensive shirt, and looked up. "Big brother, I'm so hungry." He looked

"No. You were taken before that. Your 'aunt' was the first person who bought you." The word punched the air out of my lungs. Bought. Lucien's voice stayed steady. "You were born into a family that never wanted to lose you. But we failed." My mouth went dry. "Whose family?" His eyes locked on mine. "Ours." The room tilted. I gripped the couch until my knuckles went white. "No. You're lying." Elias stepped closer. "You were our sister." The word cracked something open inside me.

He was tied up just like she was. He was in pain too, maybe just as much as Joan, but he did not care. He just wanted to get close to her and save her. “You lost our son because you were addicted to gambling and made enemies with a gang leader. That’s why they took him away. Joan isn’t even our real child! Why do you care about her?! “The one you should care about is Jenna. She’s still in the hospital! “But it’s okay. I’ve found a way to save Jenna. Just watch.”

Danger was brought to this family by people who are now in federal custody, by a criminal network that has been fully dismantled, and by choices that were made long before Irina Sabalenka ever walked through our door. My brother chose her. Not because he was vulnerable or manipulated or anything else people are currently suggesting from the comfort of their own safe, unbothered lives. Because she is remarkable and he is not an idiot. I was not kind to Irina when she first came to this house. I want to be honest about that because honesty is apparently what today requires. I was hostile and I was wrong and she handled it with more grace than I deserved. She is my sister. She is carrying my ni

Just gave a glance and placed my resignation letter on his desk. Seeing my cold face, Joe’s brows furrowed. “Carol, listen. Emma’s only been back in Silver Claw Pack for a short time. She needs this cooperation to prove herself and she knows the family business better than you. Besides—” he exhaled, “Emma is my sister. My parents also want us to spend more time together.” I laughed — a sound sharp enough to cut the silence. In the entire Smith family, only Joe would say that Emma was his sister. That sentence had become Joe’s favorite shield — a perfect cover for every secret meeting, every embrace, every whisper in the dark.

“Huh? “He could not take care of his wife and children properly and you are doing the same. Annia was your fiancée in the past, they were even boyfriends and look how she ended up getting involved with you. ‘He's right, if I don't stop my father, I will most likely hurt my family.’ I tell myself mentally. “I understand your anger, but… “Your mother must have hated him for not protecting your sister and the Evaniff are going to hate you when he hurts your wife and children. “He wouldn't dare to hurt my family. ‘He did all this because of the death of my sister and my mother, I doubt he will do such a harm to his grandchildren.’ I tell myself mentally. “Are you sure about that?” asks a she-wol

“Um… great. Just what I didn’t want to deal with. Geddo Tarek is probably the last person I wanted to see while I was here. But find let’s go deal with him.” “Oh, this will be fun. Come, gordita. Lets go see how papi handles bisabuelo Adio.” I scoffed. “Makes me happy that the only people living from my blood family are my sister and son.” I shook my head. “And you wait, Zory. Tía Mariana and Tío Caleb will want to eat you up.” I rolled my eyes as I heard Sameer gasp. “I don’t mean literally. What the heck is wrong with you?” These hunters need to lighten up. “My sister and her mate would never harm a child, least of all their sobrina.”

Just the one thing that sat at the centre of all of it. "I do not know," I said. He held my gaze. "Then we keep looking until we do." I looked at him for a moment. At the steadiness in his face. The complete absence of performance in it. "She was his sister," I said. "His own sister. He did not block a stranger or a pack member or someone he could keep at a distance. He looked at his own family and did it anyway." "Yes," Ronan said. He did not try to soften it.