My Sisters Friend Novels & Stories

"Wow, she's gorgeous!" "So this is the beauty who landed our boy James!" "No wonder James has been MIA lately. He's been keeping her all to himself!" Sweet talk was second nature to James's crowd. Even though we had never met, they immediately started praising me and played up James's status. Once they learned Poppy and Ralph were my sister and her fiancé, they made polite conversation for a few minutes. Poppy pulled me aside again and whispered in my ear. "Why are all of James's friends so hot? Are they loaded too?"

She had everything she ever wanted. The celebration spilled out into the gardens after the ceremony, tables laden with food and wine, while wolves in silks and jewels laughed and danced. I moved through the crowd, clearing empty plates and refilling glasses, invisible in my plain grey dress. "Sera!" I froze at the sound of my sister's voice. She was walking toward me with the Alpha at her side and a group of her friends trailing behind, wearing that bright smile I knew better than to trust. "There you are." Octavia grabbed my arm and pulled me forward before I could slip away. "Dax, this is my twin sister Seraphina. Can you believe we came from the same womb? We're nothing alike."

No family, no friends, just the two of us. Years swept by. I was an adult now. Despite that, my sister still fought for my safety. She was my only family, my only friend. I couldn’t thank her enough for everything. Our relationship turned more into a telepathic feeling. Whenever she’s sad, I can’t be happy. When she’s far away, I feel lonely, a part of me will be gone. My lovely sister’s name is Luna Bianchi, a parent, a friend, a defender, and my guardian. AUTHOR’S NOTE ❤️💖💞

my sister would say my full name when she's solemn, and it's scary when she's not calling me by my nickname. "Um, hi," Lily approached my angry older sister. "I'm Lily, remember me, but I'm Effie's best friend, well, the only friend-" "I remember, and I don't care," she snarled, and Lily backed away. "I want my sister to talk."

They probably enjoyed the thrill of fucking their best friend’s older sister and nothing more. “Sure,” Rafe answers, placing a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “A friend of Miss Sierra is our friend too.” Miss Sierra. His tone is formal. Too formal, like they hadn’t just circled me like prey minutes ago. They’d have made a career in acting if they were actors. Riven nods. “Yes. We are totally cool with it.” I roll my eyes. Of course, they’re cool with it. But then, why do I even care? They’re all single, so they can mingle, right?

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

He deserved what he got. I decided to wear black leggings and a nice royal blue top. I know my dad will want me to ride on his back tonight and I am excited about it. I get downstairs and head out back to where the food is being prepared. It smelled so good. I love these bar-b-ques. This pack knows how to throw a party. I see a few of my friends already here and go over to say hi. Jamie spots me and comes over and gives me a hug. Her sister Amber was not far behind her. Next to Glory, these two are my other closest friends.

Before my engagement, a fire broke out in my dressing room. The explosion sent shards of glass deep into my body. My best friend, Monica Addams, shielded me as we escaped the flames. At the hospital, she stayed by my side as I clung to life. She called my fiancé, James Miller. However, his response was dismissive. “Veronica isn’t feeling well, and I’m accompanying her to get an IV drip. If it’s no big deal, just drop it.”

“There are better ways to go about this issue. Beating your best friend up isn't going to make you feel better, and think about your sister's feelings too for goodness sake.” “He is no best friend of mine!” Michael said angrily. He left his wife and moved towards Dylan again; he raised his fist again but stopped, “Why?! Why did you have to mess around with my sister too? I told you she was off-limits!” Dylan sighed, “Michael, I love Mia more than my own life. Her existence is what kept me going since we were kids. I swear I didn't intentionally mess with her.”

"She's throwing a tantrum. We understand why she came home, but someone's life is at stake here. This is no time for her antics. Please, tell her." "What did you just call me?" "My sister." She blinked. "Your sister's my best friend, and that also makes you my sister." This woman had the gall to call herself my sister's best friend? I nearly laughed at her audacity. This woman slept with her best friend's husband. This woman turned her best friend's husband on her. This woman accepted a donation of her supposed best friend's kidney as if it were the most normal thing in the world. The sight of her healthy, lively face reminded me of something. My sister called me three months ago, but she ga