My Sisters Friend Novels & Stories

Now that she spoke about this, I remembered what the sisters said to me the day we parted ways and I needed to ask Lia if she knew anything about it. “I’ve been meaning to ask you about something. Back then when I was with the sisters, they mentioned something about my friends betraying me. They said if they can't use your enemies to you, they'll use your friends. I don't have a lot of friends in this pack but I still need to know if there's anything you can tell me about it.” She was silent for a while and I thought she had left again. I was about to call for her when she spoke.

Then Selene was guided before the stone seat. Her face was pale, and Theron’s hand rested behind her shoulder where every clan could see protection and only she could feel pressure. “My sister has always known how to make others serve her,” she said. “What she built in Frostbrook may only be revenge. She hates me for becoming the Blessed Female, and she hates that Theron, Darius, and Lucan chose me.” I took the thin hide from the bone box and held it out across the fire. “Then say it again under the Beast God’s seat.”

“My best friend is no longer the virgin mute! I want my mute back!” I had an inkling of what a stranger might think if they came across such a scene. Why was she crying like she’d been betrayed by her lover?! Quickly, I rushed to the door, peeking to make sure nobody had heard anything before locking it. “This is all my fault…” she whimpered, then snapped her head toward me. “No, it’s yours… even if you wanted to get laid, why him? I mean, I did want you to come out of your shell, but not with the man who chose your sister over you!” She glared angrily.

Sophia. My sister. My twin. The other half of every memory I had ever made, every birthday, every family dinner, every Sunday morning with our mother's cooking filling up the house. Sophia, who had known every private thing about me since we were eight years old. Sophia, with her perfect posture and her soft laugh and her talent for making every room feel like it had been waiting for her to arrive.

The male society, it seems, has already been waiting for me. The bathroom door slammed, cutting Rick off from the woman he couldn't get out of his mind and heart. Which he seems to love. She was not in the noisy room. Rick was about to give chase, but Aiden stopped him. “Buddy,” he threw a hand on his shoulder in a friendly gesture and continued with a wide beaming smile: “Hurt my sister again, I will rip out your heart and feed it to stray dogs. Aiden had no idea how much he looked like Venira at that moment. He gave him a rather hard pat on the back in farewell and slid into the hall. Rick was not afraid of Air, but still felt like the last bastard.

Those two bitches… I was so furious to the extent that my sister had to calm me down. That bitch had told me she didn't like my sister. But I never thought she would go to this extent. I was fuming with anger. The hairs on my skin had all erected at that moment, and the urge to break something or someone was so intense. How dare they mistreat my sister like that? Who the heck do they think they were? “Isn't Chad aware of what they are doing to you?” I asked my sister Charlie, but she seemed to be in deep thought. She had zoomed out on me.

Gulping down the content, Sebastian mumbles a small “Thank you.” “It's very unlikely for Killian to have decent friends. How did you end up becoming his friend?” Andrea asks, clarifying her question. Killian rolls his eyes before muttering, “And that's why you cling yourself onto my friends. Because guess what? You have none of your own.” Andrea flashes Sebastian a fake smile. The rage inside her is perfectly visible on her face. Sebastian finds it amusing that Andrea is trying so hard to control herself. “Killian, stop being mean to your sister and like she said, stop talking with food in your mouth.” Elias scolds nonchalantly.

"I heard you said, liars must all died. If you give me their names and pictures, as a token of our new builds friendship, I will help you punish them, pretty sister." "Why...would you help me?" "Because you are my friend, pretty sister. Friends should help each other, right? Or, you didn't want to be my friend since I lived in the middle of a forest? You must think of me as a crazy person, right?" Lisa felt something stuck in her throat. Friend. One word struck deeper into her heart. How she longed for a friend since she entered Astana Bintang College. A friend by her side cares for her not because of her appearance and status. Someone that stood beside her without ulterior motive. Perhaps a

"You just misheard. Friend. She's just my friend." "Since when?!" "E-Earlier. She helped me when I almost stumbled." She replied. "Let's go?" she asked and her two friends looked at me first. "Yea. We'd better leave. Seriously. I can't imagine you having a sister who is a Janitress. It's good and you're just a friend." Her friend said and they left in front of me. I looked up and blinked. Prevents tears. When they disappeared from my sight I resumed my work. To map the floor.

Laura POV cont. "Laura we didn't mean to make you cry." Chrsity said. "You all aren't my friends so get the hell away from me." I yelled and wiped my tears. "We aren't your friends, we are your sisters." Maddy said. "We will never be friends with you, we are all sisters." Tammy said. "Oh guys." I said and quickly hugged Tammy and Maddy. "Hey,we are over here too!" Patricia and Christy said and I smiled before hugging them too.