My Sisters Best Friend Novels & Stories

Tears form in my eyes as I utter the last sentence. She stood by me when I needed someone’s support. She held me up when I was falling down. That’s what best friends do, isn’t it? Female best friends are not just friends; they are more than that. They are your soul sisters who will be with you through every thick and thin, without even letting you feel it. She’s my soul sister, without a doubt. “I’ll miss you too, Grace. And don’t forget to video call me daily and make me see the twins.” She instructs me, her eyes filling with tears but she’s trying to hold back her emotions.

I wish I could slip out of here but the annoying pixie by the door is blocking me in. "Why can't we just be friends again?" Izzy asks sadly and Briar lets out a heavy sigh. "We were never friends, Izzy. That wasn't what real friendship is." She says firmly and my heart soars when she looks over at me, warmth in her eyes. Pride fills my body and I naturally gravitate towards her. I stand behind her, soaking up her closeness and letting her know I'm here if she needs me. Izzy watches our interaction before she turns on her heel and leaves us alone.

He glanced at me, and I forgot to mention about Cassie, "I was about to tell him but you suddenly came. Cassie and I are sisters, biological sisters and she's my missing sister." "Really? That's unbelievable. All along you have your sister on your side? That's terrific!" He murmured. I chuckled, "Yeah, it is. I didn't even think she's my sister." "Now I understand why you so care about her because she is your sister. Your blood running through her veins." "Sort of. But I don't believe in such thing. I mean, she's my best friend and best of best friend. She know every secret I have, from my college crush, mistakes and problems. She even knew how to tame me whenever I couldn't control my anger

She has always had a strange sense of humor. I could hear two other female voices, too, though not well enough to make out what they were saying. Still, I knew that they were my sister’s real best friends, the ones she’d choose to keep if she had to whittle down this group. Taylor Christianson and Sidney Cox are to Cadence what my two best friends, Lucy Burk and Emma O’Sullivan, are to me. I have other friends, too, like Milo Parker and Wes Standford, and then there’s Liam White who is super cute, but I think is just using me to pass Algebra II. If I had to pick my two BFFs, though, there’s no question it would be Luce and Em, hands down. I know that’s a lot of names, and for right now, you

I did use his sister because I knew I couldn't be with the only girl that I had ever loved, Sofia Jones. Sofia is my sister's best friend. She is the most beautiful girl in the world. She isn't just beautiful on the outside but also on the inside. She is nice and caring. She would never hurt anyone. I have been in love with her since the moment I met her. It was the first day of fifth grade. As soon as My blue eyes connected with her green ones, I knew I was a goner. We became friends, and every time I talked to her, I fell in love with her even more.

“Hey Annie, before you go crazy and start in with the twenty questions, I will tell you everything but just give me a minute to prepare myself, okay?” “Okay, I just want you to know that no matter what it is, I’m here for you, we are best friends you’re like my sister I never had.” She is the best, I’ve loved her like my sister I never got also, unlike me, she has two brothers, but no sister and I ended up not having anyone, so she and I have become like sisters and her brothers look after me too like their little sister. “So, Annie you know how you were dead set that James could have been my mate?”

"And you need to meet my best friend, Liz." The moment the words left my mouth, my chest tightened. Zara noticed instantly. "Trouble?" I sighed. "I messed up. Big time." She gave me a knowing look. "From what I’ve heard, she’s like a sister to you." "She is," I said quietly. "Well, sisters fight. Sisters hurt each other. But they always find their way back to one another." I smiled through the sting of tears. "You really think so?" "I know so," she said firmly. "And for the record… it’s really nice having a friend who doesn’t care about my money, my looks, or what I wore last season."

“What do you mean?” Vanessa smiled sweetly, but her words were venomous. “Her mother seduced my father and had her out of wedlock. She’s my half-sister. Just like her mother, she loves throwing herself at powerful men for favors. It’s in her blood.” The words hit me like sharp knives. Emily’s face turned red with anger. “Vanessa, shut up. Don’t you dare speak about my friend like that again.” I couldn’t take it anymore. My vision blurred with tears as I turned and hurried down the steps, desperate to disappear from their sight. My hands instinctively moved to my stomach for a brief second.

he asked. It took me a second to remember that I’d called him by name. “Oh. Charlotte. I’m Scott’s sister.” Matthew’s eyes widened. “It’s so nice to finally meet you! Your brother talks about you all the time.” The gator hiding beneath the bridge hissed. “I don’t think he’ll come up here,” Matthew reassured me confidently. “What brings you out in the middle of the night?” Since it was Scott’s best friend, I figured I could be honest. Also, if he owned the place, he probably knew where to find what I needed.

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.