Naruto Yandere Sister Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"It absolutely is a rejection." "Adan," their father cut in, his voice firm but calm. "That's enough. Don't speak to your sister that way." "She's not my sister," Adan said flatly, his voice cold in a way I'd never heard before. "I have one older sister, Sarah. And I had one younger sister who was taken from us. That's it. Those are my only sisters." Serena looked like she'd been physically beaten up to a pulp. Her face went pale, then red, tears instantly filling her eyes.

"She saved me in the forest. From this day forward, she is the bride I've chosen." Following protocol, I knelt. My sister looked down at everyone with barely concealed triumph. But where she could not see, the corner of my lips curved upward. 'My dearest sister… since you're so determined to die, I suppose I'll simply help you along.' I thought to myself.

"I know you like Henry too, but you can't frame me like this—Mom, please help me!" My mom slapped me across the face. "Liz Stanton! I'm telling you—your sister is about to be a rich man's wife. You'd better admit you stole Colette's plan, or I'll make you regret it. You've always been nothing but trouble; if you were half as sensible as Colette, I wouldn't be so vexed every time I look at you."

The group goes silent and turns to me. “I’m Cyra Teymoori,” I begin. I don’t get any further before a young woman throws herself into my arms. “Oh my goddess! Of course my brother would be mated to a beautiful woman,” she says. “Hi?” I say, but it sounds more like a question. “Sorry, I’m Wendy.” “Oh, hey, Wendy. Yorick talks about you all the time.” She laughs, the sound so similar to Yorick’s that it makes my heart hurt.

And that stung like a thousand pieces The red-haired twin barely glances at her, slightly pushing her away. “She deserves the truth now,” she replies calmly. She turns to me with a smile on her face. “ Hi,” she mutters excitedly. “ I am Aevaryn Voryn, and this is my sister, Nyxara Voryn,” she says with a bright smile, her cheerful smile not leaving her face. I ignore her, not in the mood to play games, her face switches from excited to anger, then seriousness all at once, scaring the hell out of me.

"No. I don't want you to get in trouble later. You don't know James very well. I'm not going to let my sister suffer because of Hayden." Nerry bit her lip. Her heart, which had not yet calmed down, returned to chaos. It didn't make any sense, it was weird, it was confusing, and all the things he felt. It was like a dream soaring far into the clouds and meeting the ideal prince. And Rita quickly slammed Nerry to the ground and shattered all those dreams. "Nerry, honey... You are my only sister. I just want you to be happy. Do you understand?" said Rita.

Now I knew the Nasaru had my sister, too. Although she seemed physically unhurt, her almost violent encounter with Peter had felt all kinds of wrong. She was scared of him and he thought she was his mate. The two ideas didn't match up with my understanding of the aramusatu bond. Zander must have sensed my thoughts. "Come on," he said, smiling ruefully. He started jogging. "Move those chicken legs."

I suppress the giggle that is building in my throat. “James, listen, please. Many think my sister is their mate, but she’s not. The sweet smell of Cherry blossoms is something else. Just let her go, and we can forget this happened.” Yong-rae is still trying to negotiate. He tries to stand but stumbles on the wet ground.

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. “I mean your brother is dancing with my sister,” Nash smirked and pointed in a direction. I looked at the direction Nash was pointed at and felt furious. The sparks that were trailing all over my hand suddenly extinguished. ‘What the fuck are you doing?’ I demanded Jared in my head. ‘Getting to know your mate,’ Jared smirked back at me. He was dancing so closely with Nash’s sister that their bodies were touching. And oh, I could see it in her eyes, that stupid girl was falling for my playboy brother!

I asked, still processing. “I am Beyonda,” she replied sweetly. “But you can call me Yonda.” “Nice meeting you, Yonda.” I managed a small smile. “You look so… grown. Big, I mean.” She laughed lightly. “After your mom, my dad married your mom’s sister. So… it’s a bit of a family thing. We’re close in our own weird way. Just think of me as your mom’s sister’s child.” “Wow, Dad,” I said, shaking my head as a reluctant laugh escaped me. “I must say I’m very impressed. You really know how to play these games so well...and so weirdly.”