Prank On Sister Novels & Stories

“You heard my fiancée right, sign the divorce papers!” Honestly, it still felt like I was dreaming because there was in no way that the woman I considered my sister was doing this to me. “Is this a prank?” I asked, staring at Susan, hoping that she would tell me it was all an act meant to bring Darius and me closer to each other. With a face devoid of emotion, she responded. “This is reality!”

I stuttered my eyes questioning. "Yeah, your sister is my date." Kelvin shrugged, his arms drawing my twin sister closer than she already is. "Julia... What.. what.. is he saying." I stuttered staring at my sister. Please tell me he is lying and this is just a silly prank. You have always played pranks on me right?, So this is also a prank right?.. My heart beat accelerated, my eyes gazed into hers.. begging and pleading.

Issa dipped the corner of hers into the salsa with care, then glanced at her brother out of the corner of her eye. Issa rolled her eyes and flipped her hair again. The little clips trembled. Arianna grabbed a grape from the fruit bowl and popped it into her mouth. “By the way, who’s dumber: a man who cheats with a twenty-two-year-old Pilates instructor, or a woman who gets fresh filler and then goes to an outdoor brunch three days later?” Without turning around, Sienna said, “The filler. The sun is police.” “I’m picking the Pilates instructor,” I said. “Twenty-two-year-old women usually show up with matcha, abs, and social danger.”

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

Especially the part where it's your first time seeing the woman whom your brother wants to marry. The only reactions were shocked and disbelief. That’s what I saw in the two women. His mom's hand was in her mouth and his sister stopped drinking her wine. "Is this a joke, Zech?" said his sister and snickered? She glanced at me and then back at him. "Seriously? Why would I prank you, sissy?" His face was serious towards his sister. "Son, why now? How would dad react to this?" His mother's voice could not believe it and shook.

One reckless, selfish night that tore everything apart. It started innocently, or at least that’s what I tell myself when I can’t sleep at night. My fiancée’s sister, Clara, was nothing like her. Where my fiancée was calm, steady, and practical, Clara was wild, impulsive, and unpredictable. She had a way of walking into a room and demanding attention without even trying. And though I would never admit it out loud, a small part of me always noticed her — the way she laughed too loudly, the way her eyes lingered when they should have turned away. I thought I could handle it. I thought I could keep those fleeting sparks buried where they belonged. But temptation has a way of waiting for the rig

he concluded with a smile, and another section of screaming and cheering took over. "I love you, Damian! You're the best! Damian!" This time I smacked a palm over my face, when something caught my eye. My sister had thrown something at him, and it seemed like her pink panties. My eyes zeroed in shock. She didn't just do that to my husband-to-be, did she??? *** While I struggled to process what Stephanie just did. Zara turned to interrupt me happily "Wow! He is an amazing artiste, and for once, I am super proud to be a star’s Classmate.”

"Whoa now, sis. You have to settle our little bet first." "Come on, you've got to be shitting me. Do you really think I'm going to suck your dick?" "Well Brooke, a bet is a bet. It's time to pay up." My sister looked at me frozen in place while I gave my dick and balls a tug through my shorts. I know she was hoping to find out I was only joking but she's been a pain in my ass since we were little and there was no way I was letting her off the hook now.

"This is my husband, Marigold. You're not allowed to keep staring at him, and make sure you keep your distance from him from now on. I'll get very angry if you sully him with your presence. "Clarence, my younger sister salivates over handsome men all the time. Please don't take it to heart." Clarence glanced at me coldly before saying to her, "Of course not." Immensely satisfied with his reaction, she allowed him to lead her back into the hut. Soren was furious. He shifted back into human form and slapped away the hand I was using to cover his mouth before huffing angrily, "I might be all cute and small, Marigold, but I'm not stupid!

I said proudly, "any problem with that?" A sardonic smile stretched up her cheek," my sister is a big fool. A very big fool. Are you too dumb to realize that Henry Fred never gets into a real relationship with any girl. He just fucks them and dumbs them. Did you want to be another victim?" "Annie," I called, that was my sister's name. "Why are you acting like you cared for me?"