Noah Beck Sister Novels & Stories

she said as I tried to remember that incident. " I do! I do remember. I used to tell you that there were two but you said I was crazy." " Yeah, I misjudged you. I don't know why no one else even remembered that girl but she is April's sister - her twin sister!" Becka revealed while Sapphire and I looked at each other in bewilderment. " You're trying to say that April has a twin sister and no one has ever heard anything about her?"

It's okay to go outside now", Nehemiah said sweetly to me and I appreciated with a smile. I didn't realise Beck's hand was still pulling me so close to him until Nehemiah's stare fell on our point of intersection. I'm a math dweeb. I shifted and balanced on my feet, Nehemiah chuckled and started talking to Beck in Spanish. I could pick up some words like dead and quick but I was totally lost in the conversation. I just stood there and then got out my phone to scroll down Instagram while the two brothers talked to each other. I was shocked when I had a new follower, I mean I did have a decent following on Instagram by descent I am talking twenty thousand because I post quotes from all my book

I stepped over to her and said, "Keep a stiff upper lip, I'm positive something will come along for you. If you leave home to work who will take care of your siblings?" Becky laughed and said, "My little dick brother will have to. He's a year younger than me. Actually, if he saw me right now, he'd beat his little dick into hamburger. He's been trying to peek at me for the last couple of years. Look at me now, I'm standing here with my boobies hanging out in front of my boyfriend and complete strangers and I didn't even want to give my brother a peek at my ass." "Shall we wander up to the house, I need to take a quick shower before I do anything else. Becky, come with me so we can get to know

“Yes.” A thick silence fell over the room. Then, Becky took a shaky breath. “Natalie… I’m your sister.” I froze. Natalie stared at her, her lips slightly parted, as if the words refused to settle in her mind. “My what?” she whispered. Becky swallowed. “Your sister. We share the same father… but different mothers.” Natalie’s breath hitched. “That’s not possible. I—” She shook her head. “I don’t have a sister.”

Its roof sagged, its walls were cracked, and the windows that had once been painted with saints were now jagged shards of broken glass. Clara wrapped her shawl tightly around her shoulders as she approached in the pale gray light of dawn. Her breath clouded in the chill air, her heart pounding faster with every step. The letter still rested in her pocket, its words echoing in her mind. The truth you seek about your sister lies within your family’s past. Meet me at the old chapel before dawn. Come alone. The stillness of the morning pressed on her. No birds sang. No breeze stirred. It was as though the world itself was holding its breath.

We were quite content in our little bubble, with no idea about the storm raging on outside. The moment the door opened, something felt wrong. Noah strode in without warning, without knocking, as if he had every right in the world to be there. Behind him was a figure-the one person I least expected: my sister, Anne. My heart hit my stomach. Seth immediately stood, his face hardened in defense. "What the hell are you doing here, Noah?" he asked, calm but with an edge to his voice. But Noah completely disregarded him, his eyes fixed on me. "Christie," he said, saying the name with smug satisfaction drawn out. "I thought it was time we had a little family reunion. Don't you think?

"Congratulations, Cade. You played beautifully." "Thanks, Jill." Gwen finally notices Quinn and immediately frowns. "Who's she?" I set Gwen down carefully. "This is Quinn. Beck's sister." "Oh." Gwen's scowl deepens, her arms crossing. "Hi." Quinn shifts uncomfortably, adjusting her glasses. "Hi. It's nice to meet you." Gwen doesn't respond, just continues staring at Quinn like she's trying to figure out what threat level she represents. Jill, ever the peacemaker, smiles and extends her hand. "Quinn, right? I've heard so much about you."

“Jackson—” “No,” he cut in, “don’t ‘Jackson’ me. I’ve been trying to give you space, trying not to assume the worst, but I can’t keep pretending I don’t see what’s right in front of me. She’s my sister, Noah. She’s Jessa. And she’s not herself lately.” He paused, then added quietly, almost to himself, “She’s been through enough crap without you being another reason she gets hurt.” That hit harder than I wanted to admit.

And those blond hair. They reached all the way down to her ass and my mind couldn't stop the thought of her on all fours while I wrapped that hair around my hand and pound into her. But her words broke my lust induced state in seconds. "Hey. My name is Becky. Rachel sent me as her back up." How in hell was she related to Mason? I guess shock must be evident on my face because she suddenly chuckled. "I know I look nothing like Mason. I took my appearance from dad's side while he got our mother's. But I swear we are brother and sister."

"We haven't been introduced yet, but I'm Charles's sister. This is his ex-girlfriend; she's sneaked in here to try to ruin the wedding." Marcus looks incredulous. "I've met Charles several times," he says. "He's never mentioned a sister. I'm sorry, who are you? Jim–" he turns to the security officer "Do we know who these people are, or why they're throwing a very loud fit in this very expensive lobby?" Rage flashes across Becki's face, but she quickly gets her expression back under control. "I'm sorry, Marcus," she says. "I'm not trying to attract attention. I'm just so concerned about this gate-crasher, you see. This idiot–" she waves at Jim–"didn't do his job properly and let her in. He sh