Nakaimo My Sister Is Among Them Novels & Stories

My mother immediately begins planning and assuming that I am the unfortunate one, destined to bring nothing but bad luck to our family. Meanwhile, my sister Nichole is the center of attention and affection from our mother. She is being trained and prepared meticulously to become the next Luna warrior, while I yearn for a sense of belonging and can't help but feel envious of her privileged position. Unfortunately, I have become my mother's servant, responsible for household chores and catering to my sister's every need. Each night, I go to bed hungry and bruised, enduring physical abuse from both my mother and sister. This life is a constant battle, and I desperately crave a change.

I looked at my parents. “Do you want to know why I’m getting home so late tonight? A client forced me to down an entire bottle of hard liquor. I was in the washroom puking my guts out. “And while I was out there breaking my back, I saw my own sister showing off the apartment you bought her. It’s the one I’ve been working really hard to afford but will never, ever have! Daphne stood up and said in a shrill voice, “Lina, how can you talk to Mom and Dad like that? They’ve sacrificed so much to raise us—”

“Even now, he still calls for Selene. Even now, in his last moments, he refuses to acknowledge you.” Something inside Lyra finally snapped. Her voice came out sharper than she intended. “You think I don’t know that? You think I haven’t spent ten years being reminded that I destroyed this family?” Cassian froze for half a second, then his anger surged again. “You slept with your sister’s future mate!” “I didn’t seduce him!” Lyra’s voice echoed down the corridor before she could stop it. Several guards turned their heads. She didn’t care. Her throat tightened painfully as years of silence pressed against her chest.

“What? No, you don’t say that to any of those four overprotective egoistical testosterone driven creatures! They are awesome, they are the best brothers ever, got it?” I shake my head in amusement. “You have four brothers?” Isaac asks from beside me. She nods. “And I’m their one and only sister.” “Who they spoil rotten,” I add. “Yeah, if that means by playing endless pranks on their little defenseless sister, then I agree,” Nicki says, wiping fake tears. “Must have been fun growing up,” Isaac says. She smiles. “Yeah, I’m not going to deny that.” I look downwards again, to see Jude now staring at our side of the bleachers, his eyes wandering as if searching for someone. I look away quickly to

Nero let out a low chuckle. “I know my limits. You forget, I like my women in one piece. Does she have a sister or friends?” he asked. “She’s got a little sister, she's seven. Her best friend is married to Zane. And I doubt he would tolerate scarecrows hovering around his wife.”I replied, taking a slow sip of my whiskey. “The little sister’s the same age as my niece. She’d love a new BFF,” Nero mused, exhaling smoke from his cigarette. “And what makes you think I’m a scarecrow?”He asks.

Massimo * "I’m back," Nimo announced, entering the home. "Amee!! Take the pups to their room," I said, knowing that talking to her in front of the pups meant spoiling their mental peace. Nimo smiled and quickly agreed to go to sleep, thinking about a date on the rooftop terrace. Thankfully, by the time they left, Monica Moretti, my nonno’s sister, had walked inside my home. She was six years younger than her brother. By tone, behavior, and attitude, she was similar to Nonno.

I could feel the lump in my throat and had to push past it. “We need to unlock my powers and I need to train. We are going to war, and we are going to kill every single one of those fucking sons of bitches, and my sister is at the top of the list.” *** Nico's POV I held her sobbing form for over an hour. I understand her heart is broken for the loss of my brother, whom she thinks she loves. She has no idea what she wants, but I will be the one to show and guide her through all this. Now she is finally sleeping, her beautiful long brown hair fanned out behind her. Jackson and Dom haven’t left the room. They each sit in the single high back chairs, their eyes glued to my girl. Their grief is c

He secured his tight grip around me and ensured I was held in his arms without fail. "Are you okay?" He asked, worried about my state. "Stop thinking about her and focus on me!" Caramel wailed. Her circle was beginning to seem distant and so it was as if she was in a room far from me. "Wa..Water." I panted, hoping to get my message across. That had to be one of the wildest feelings I had experienced, the torture my sister had put me through. "Water, water, get her water!" Justine ordered Sam that had gone blank. I could no longer process the environment anymore. It felt as if standing up had drained the remnant energy I could have possessed.

“You have to keep them safe; you have to get away from here! Go! Run, Camellia!” I stumble back and try to catch my breath, my vision slowly returning. The woman is on her knees in front of me, her gray eyes regarding me with concern. “Camellia? What are—” “I thought I told you not to wander, Morana.” Our heads snap up at Nero’s voice and she scrambles to her feet, guilt all over her expression. Nero looks positively livid as he stares at his sister while shaking his head. “Sorry, I… when you said she was back, I just had to see for myself, Nero!” she says as she approaches him. “It’s been so long and you know—”

"Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!" My mom's expression was full of disgust. "I told you we shouldn't have said anything to her. She's been jealous of Rebecca since they were kids and always has to compete for everything. How could she possibly accept this baby?" As she spoke, my mom shoved me hard. "Get out! You're only going to upset Rebecca further!" I stumbled back, my heart pounding painfully against my ribs, every beat making my nerves shake. My eyes burned red as I stood frozen in place, shouting, "Mom! Am I not your daughter, too?"