Rui Sister Novels & Stories

"I think if you want to like someone, you should like my sister Rui instead. She's a sweet girl and I'm sure you guys would make a better couple than you and me." Hearing the words of her brother. Rui, who had been covering her face by looking down, immediately looked up at Ziel, and found everyone now staring at her. Of course, between the pain of heartbreak, sadness, shock, and shock, she did not like being the center of attention now. But her brother was doing just that. As a result, she felt annoyed herself. "Big brother! Why are you saying things like that!" Said Rui who immediately stood up. Looking at Arzhiel who frowned slightly seeing the pale-skinned woman's eyes glazed over. Why d

I had to earn money—we couldn't live off the dwindling leftovers. I passed the interview at the burger joint and was bussing trays when I heard a familiar voice. "Well, well. If it isn't my dear little sister." Camila stood there in a designer dress, her hand covering her mouth in mock shock. "Oh, my God. Didn't you inherit a hundred million dollars? How did you end up working in a place like this?" Everyone in the restaurant turned to stare.

I'd dо ѕоmе thіngѕ to hеr, I tell уоu whаt. "Whаt іѕ іt, ѕwееthеаrt?" "Dаddу, I nееd your hеlр. The pump ѕtорреd working аnd I nееd уоu to come fіx іt." "I саn't bаbу, I'm grіllіng. Brіаn, hеlр уоur sister out."

Ying Yue opened her mouth to speak. "Mother.. Do you have any news about Sister Ming Yue?" Ying Yue asked. Ruan Ai's expression turned cold instantly the moment Ying Yue asked the question. "I told you before, don't mention that cursed child in front of me. Don't think about her either. She is nothing but a plague in our life." Ruan Ai spoke in disgust and hatred. "You are my ONLY daughter. You don't have a sister name, Ming Yue." Ruan Ai left Ying Yue's room just like that. As if just mentioning Ming Yue's name was unbearable to her.

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

"Fine. I'll apologize." Thousands of viewers flooded the livestream in seconds. I took a deep breath. My voice was shaking. "My name is Jennifer Rocher. I admit here and now that I have harmed my daughter, Ellie, as well as Lydia Winston. I sincerely apologize to both of them." Lydia dabbed at her dry eyes. "Jennifer, I don't blame you. I will raise Ellie well. Harvey says she looks just like me. Maybe that's fate—maybe we were always meant to be mother and daughter."

ROSALIA I didn’t see this coming. I never imagined Bastian would share my secret about Devin with Rosentine. Was he so in love with her that he’d betray me like this? I guess I had gotten too sure of myself, believing he would always stand by me, always have my back. But things had shifted, and it was all because of my sister. My sister, who knew how to ruin everything for me. I forced a smile, swallowing down the knot in my throat.

“I already had dinner. I don’t want to lose it.” Arianna tilted her head. “But if Bianna becomes your sister-in-law, she officially can’t resign.” I stopped. That was… a good argument. I pointed at her with a fry. “Now that is strategic thinking.” “I know.” Arianna leaned back, satisfied. “I’m beautiful and useful.” “Two things that rarely come in one package,” Sienna said sweetly. “I’m going to pretend that was a compliment.” “It was a compliment with a small wound.”

He just dragged that man away like a lion claiming his prey and vanished. And who did I come home with? Chiara. The ever so bitchy sister-in-law who, for once, kept her mouth shut. It looked like she knew that my temper was hanging by a thread. I was quiet the entire ride back to the mansion, my hands were trembling on my lap, replaying everything over and over again.