Noah Beck Sister Novels & Stories

So he was the one she was referring to as her brother before attacking me? I let out a sigh of relief before furrowing my brows in question. " She's your sister?" I asked doubtfully. They didn't look alike and I never knew Robert had a daughter or maybe it was his biological parents kid. Just thinking about it confused me. The girl named Becca lets out a laugh. " We're not biologically related but we have a strong sibling bond for each other if that's what you're wondering," She walks over to us and stretches her hands out for a handshake. "I'm Rebecca and sorry for attacking you earlier." She apologizes and gives me a sheepish grin while I take her hand in for a shake.

“Hey, it's gon’ be alright? Okay? Whatever it is, I'm here, you'll be fine.” Noah sadly looked at her. “No it's not going to be okay.” He lovingly touched her face as she wiped his. Is aunt Becca dead? She asked herself. Or did something happened to his father? Those are the two reasons why Noah would cry in this world. “Come here.” Joan quickly took him into her arms. She came here to make things right, to stop all the foolishness going on between them. To mend her relationship with both him and her sister.

NOEL POV "I am Back" Riya screamed heading towards us and i beamed excitedly widening my hands for a hug. She didn't hesitate to hug me then she moved to Noah hugging him tightly. She is Mrs Courtney's daughter, we grew up together and we act like siblings, it will be so hard to notice that we aren't siblings, she is our baby sis. She is the one helping us in handling our Companies Worldwide for years, she is the best thing that has ever happened to us.

Nathan lifts my chin with his finger, making me meet his eyes. "You are stunning, you know that, right?" He mutters. My cheeks flush. Before I can speak, my phone buzzes in my hand. I open it, expecting a text, but instead, it is a notification that my sister has tagged me in an Iñstagram post. A line appears between my brows. It is odd for my sister to tag me in a post. She has never done that before. “ I am sorry,” I mumble to Nathan. I open my sister's post. My heart misses a beat. It is a recent photo dump of her and Aiden, who is wearing the same clothes from before he ditched me.

Grady P.O.V. “No, Kaia. Contrary to common opinion here, I do not in fact flicker from woman to woman. This is my little sister, Becky. She is mated to River, and is by default the Gamma female of the pack.” I reply to the fuming female. “Becks, this is Kaia. She is mated to Adrian, who is alright by the way. Not that you asked, but he wanted you to know for some reason.” I’m done with her attitude. “And this is Haze, but you surely remember her? Lily, who you briefly heard mentioned, is Hazel's daughter.” Becky’s sharp eyes snap to Hazel’s.

He really was ambitious and the painting was beyond marvellous. "That painting's not perfect, it's rough as I couldn't see clearly in the night," Noah said while scratching his neck awkwardly. I grinned at him and dragged him towards the shed. It had been six whole months and I was finally going to see my sister. She was the heart of the family, talkative, funny, smart, beautiful and genuinely kind.

I giggled in response, "If I don't read them, how then do I live in this fantasy world of mine?" We both laughed as we dusted ourselves, heading back to the main house. Becca's phone rang then; she picked it up and went silent. "What's wrong?" Her eyes shone, "your sister just went into labour."

It didn’t help that she was by baby sister best friend. Her rare appearances at home most of the time were unannounced. Mostly bumping into her on her way out, stopping her for a few blessed seconds with silly question around the main topic of all our conversations; my sister’s health. Her sole companion knew the reality of the accident and was one of the only people Becky would confide everything. One or two times I drove her home, whenever her siblings were caught up and those times she was accompanied by my sister. I can’t take out of my mind the time it started raining and her shirt stuck to her skin. My reaction was not a brotherly one. She wasn’t wispy skinny like Rebecca; her tits wer

I nodded, stepping out of the car and taking reluctant steps until I was inside the house. Brad was waiting. But he wasn't alone. Next to him, pressed to his side like a kitten, was my younger sister Becky. She saw me and gasped dramatically. "Emily, you look like a ghost." I could always trust my younger sister for a compliment, but right now was not the time to deal with her. Still standing, I looked at Brad. "I came to discuss with you, not your mistress." Brad's face clenched with anger. "How can you call your sister something so vile?"

She had a perfect cover that was going to be incredibly hard for us to break through. “I’m going over there!” Noah said, already storming off. I couldn’t let him be reckless and make another huge mistake. I jumped up and blocked his path. “No, Noah. You can’t do that.” “Becky is playing the saint to trick people. I can’t just sit back and let her get away with this, Casey.” “No, Noah. If you go there, you’re just going to cause a scene. She’s a pastor now. I’m sure she has loyal followers. No one is going to believe us.”