Oh Brother She's My Sister Mga Nobela at Kwento

she asked as anger ignited in her eyes again. "How did my stupid brother kill your innocent sister?" "Good boy" a proud smile appeared on her lips "He seduced her, made her visit him in a hotel room where he had sex with her and gave her HIV. He then bailed on her, she was returning home to us when she was involved in a car accident that took her life. Now am left without a sister. I'm going to end your life; so your brother will partake in my pain and misery before I come for him".

“But this is a good thing!” “How is this a good-” “Because you can be her mate.” It took a moment for that one small statement to hit me, then another for it to register... and as it sank in a massive wave of nausea hit me. “WHAT THE FUCK?! SHE IS MY SISTER YOU SICK WOMAN!!!” She only shrugged. How in the hell do we share DNA?! “Not by blood, though. It's perfectly legal.” “That is completely beside the point! We GREW UP TOGETHER!!!” Another pang of stomach pain hit me, and I almost lost my breakfast. “Do you understand?! I AM HER BROTHER!!!”

I hadn’t seen that look since… My mother. Beatrice used to do the same thing—scramble to look composed the moment I walked into her room, even when her hands were shaking, even when her eyes were swollen from crying. The memory hit me so hard it stole the air from my lungs. I could still see her sitting on the bed in her nightgown, trying to smile for me while the world she depended on collapsed beneath her feet. All because of Catherine. All because my father brought home my mother’s best friend—pregnant, five months, with a child that wasn’t hers.

She mumbled and continued her way to him, she has wondered why her senior brother was irresistible to all woman and even to her, if not because he was her brother, he would have fucked him and ask him to be her boyfriend. "Brother." she called and the sexy devil smirked and turn around to see his always pretty sister in front of him, he smiled again and hugged her so tight and intentionally rubbing his hard on on her center but she was still frozen at the muscles pressed so tightly to her breast to focus on her downstairs, he sniffed her neck and pull away.

He always looked out for me and thought about what I may or may not need, which was why I thought of him as the best boyfriend ever. I turned my attention to Michael's sister and looked at her closely. She had nice, long, shiny blonde hair, almost like honey blonde colored hair. Her eyes were bright blue, just like her brother's. She was gorgeous. If Jacob wasn't gay, I could imagine him being all over her. "Hi, I am Melody. Michael's sister," she said. I smiled. "I know. You look just like him." I giggled. "Michael told me a lot about you," she said.

She has to know the truth…" 'That will worsen everything, don't you get it.' "It's already getting worse and she doesn't give a damn anymore, she thinks you are her brother. That Alpha I call my sister will burn her hands to keep you warm. She loves you as fuck.' "Will you shut up?" I flared up. "Cut the crap and stop telling me bullshit, Carmine, can you fucking hear yourself right now.' "Of course, I know what I'm saying, it's high time you tell her the truth before things go south.' He was right.

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

“Fine. “Our engagement banquet... is canceled.” Lucas waved his hand, and countless bodyguards rushed in. They secured all the doors and prevented anyone from leaving. Kimberly panicked. “What are you doing? Are you really going to settle scores with me over this little witch?” My brother kicked her hard in her chest, and she fell to the ground. She even coughed up a mouthful of blood. “She’s not a little witch. “This is my sister. She’s the most important person to me in this world.”

"How dare you say Phoebe's dead! I won't believe it unless I see her body! Let me be clear, Phoebe is the only one worthy of being my wife, Lily!" Lily burst into tears, yelling, "How could you lay a hand on me, Mateo! Have you forgotten why I lost Maverick? You would have been the one who died if he hadn't stepped in that day! Phoebe should've been the widow, not me! How dare you strike your late brother's wife!" Lily resorted to her old tactic, weaponizing Maverick's death once more to play the victim. Mateo would be overwhelmed with guilt whenever she mentioned Maverick in the past, but this time, his expression remained completely unmoved.

“I think you're hopeless. You're still worrying about your sister when she clearly doesn't care about you at all.” I smile faintly. “I know that. But she's still my younger sister. I was there when she was born and I have watched her grow in front of me. Even though she does things that aren't ideal, I don't hate her because she'll always be my sister. We are tied forever by our blood.”