Noah Beck Sister Novels & Stories

Turns out we were better at being ‘frenemies’ than a couple. “So, tell me who is this unfortunate guy who has the displeasure of dating you?” I asked with a smirk, “that must be me?” a deep voice said from behind. Wow! If he wasn’t gay, I would have definitely given him a shot, “Jax, this is my sister Mia and her friend Elizabeth” Noah says pointing at both of us. Jax holds his hand out for us to shake, “it’s a pleasure to meet you two, Noah speaks a lot about the both of you” I shake his hand “all bad things, I hope?” he laughs at that.

She fiddled with her fingers as she became more nervous. “Um..., I was just...” “Mom!, please do not lie to me!.” I yelled slightly holding her shoulders. “Who is Becca to you?.” I asked again. She gulped hardly and then looked up to me. “She’s.. Becca is Theodore’s sister.” I raised my brow in confusion, “What?.” “She’s a Galterio.” Mom continued. I ran my hands through my hair, “Are you serious right now?, I don’t understand... how?.” I stammered.

"Your sister. I've been reaching out to her like a million times, but I couldn't get a hold of her. Where is she? I'm begging you, Brother Noah, please, tell me." To my surprise, Brother Noah growled at me. "What for, huh, Mr. Spencer? To make a fool of my parents? Do you have any idea of how bastard you are bringing my sister to that place? Do you have any idea how disappointed my parents are to Elaine?" "Please, tell me, Brother Noah, I'm begging you." I insisted as I tried to reach out to his hands but he stepped back away from me. "I need to talk to her. Please, I need to talk to your parents."

“I could tell you weren’t in your right mind when you delivered that rejection speech.” I shoved him. “Thanks,” I said. Noah grinned. We were still close, despite everything. “I don’t deserve you,” I told my mate, ruffling his blond curls. “That’s what my sister says.” I froze. “But she’ll come around when she can tell everyone she’s related to the Alpha, even if it is tenuous. A subscription to Vogue and Becca will be your friend for life.” I hoped he was joking, but I had a lot of ground to cover in making up for my mistake. It wouldn’t be easy, not as simple as it was with my grey eyed best friend.

She grinned as she watched Vincent walk into the lounge, "Oppa!" Vincent strolled over to her and ruffled her hair playfully. "Uhn, baby sister." Becky stared intently at her brother as they walked side-by-side towards the stairs, "do you remember that sister that you brought home the other day?" "Uhn, what about her?" He sighed. "She's our cousin!" Becky squeaked giddily. Vincent blinked his eyes once and stopped in his tracks. He turned to face Becky. "What did you say?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“Of course, Maeve. You’re also a friend. This is Becka, Beck’s sister.” “Hi.” Beck didn’t have a huge resemblance with Becka, even if they were twins. Judging by her reaction, she didn’t know they were related. “Twin, actually.” Her eyes went wide. “You’re his twin?” “The prettiest. Nice to meet you.” Becka kissed her on her cheek and whispered whatever made Maeve’s eyes go bigger. “So, Beck isn’t chatty, huh?” “I guess he’s busy with something else.” Becka laughed out loud, making Maeve red like a tomato.

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

She immediately put the handbag on the shelf and control her tears in front of Zina. "So, what's the big deal. You should gift her". Zina asked Becky. "hmm, But she is not here. So," Becky went silent by talking about her little sister. "Oh Yeah, where is she nowadays. I didn't see her at your house. I thought you both stay together". Zina realized and question Becky about her sister. "mm.. She is at the dorm. She has exams, so busy in preparation. I will ask her to contact you". Becky tried to cover up in front of Zina.

“I’ve loved you for years. I’ve stayed up nights crying over you. I dropped everything for you. I’ve been your damn backup plan, your emotional crutch, your shoulder to cry on—every time she left you, every time she hurt you. And you just—” She paused, choking back a sob. “You used me. And then you went right back to her.” Noah’s brows furrowed in confusion, like he was the victim here. “Becca… I never meant to hurt you. I thought we were just friends. You’re like a sister to me.” A sister. Her heart shattered. Becca laughed—short, bitter, and full of pain. “A sister? You mean the sister you told everything to? The one you leaned on at 2 a.m.? The one who stayed when Sasha cheated on you the