Ryan Blaney Sister Novels & Stories

“My brother hates it when I cry.” “You have siblings?” She nodded, “Two brothers and one sister. Their names are Vinnie, Dante, and Molly.” “Oh, that’s so cool. I have no siblings. But I have so many friends!” Ryan cheered as he lifted his hands up and then smiled widely. “I want siblings... Can Reyna give me a sibling?” He blinked innocently but he had no idea what he was saying. Runa chuckled, getting ready to speak until she heard fireworks outside. She looked at the window and in aw, gushed at the sight. “Wow.”

As the first born of the Campbells, my sister was to inherit the family business once she turned 25, and everyone was anticipating the great change she carried on her back. That was until she died from a drastic accident that changed everything completely, an accident that ruined me completely, and an accident that left me scarred for life. And it had to be all on my birthday! Isn't that classic?

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.

Uncle compliments him while I silently relish my beverage. “So, Mr. Crain, tell us, what information can be useful for us. You knew your sister and her past more than anyone else and that’s why Mathew saw you as a potential threat. You left the city soon after your sister’s death. Please help us, Mr. Crain.” Blaze requests uncle and the way his eyes are sparkling with hope, I find it strange why a stranger whom I met a month ago and who won’t get a dime from my property is doing his best to help me or he is also after my money. Oh, please Scarlett, don’t doubt him or you’ll be alone again and nothing is as worse as being alone. Blaze is the most important person in my life.

He gave me a startled look, ready to flee. “Don’t be afraid of me. I’m Elena, your dad’s old buddy. Do you know Alex?” I watched his eyes light up at the mention of Alex’s name. Well, who didn’t like my shithead brother? Ryan nodded, grabbing his drink and taking a sip. “I’m his sister. Can I sit with you?” He looked at me with wide eyes and nodded slightly. It gave me the encouragement I needed. I sat down with him and sipped my drink in silence. It was a comfortable silence because I could see Ryan enjoying his drink.

"Right here is fine." "Ryan, you are making a scene." "Good." Ryan's voice was getting louder now. People at nearby tables were starting to turn and look. "I want everyone here to know what kind of person you are." Lisa's perfect composure was cracking. "What are you talking about?" "My sister was in a car accident two days ago," Ryan said. "An accident that was staged. Someone hired a professional to crash into her limousine and try to kill her." "That is terrible," Lisa said. Her face showed concern but her eyes were calculating. "But what does that have to do with me?"

As for Naomi’s age when she arrived, Auntie only knew she was around ten years old, though she couldn’t say for certain since Seraphina’s parents never told her. Ryan took a deep breath after hearing this, then looked at Mrs. Schmidt and said, “If I’m right… then Naomi is my younger sister.” Despite doing his best to keep his emotions in check, his voice still trembled. His words shocked Auntie, who asked what he meant. Ryan then told her about his and his sister’s story, emphasizing a few details: His sister’s name was also Naomi. She had been ten years old when she perished in a fire. Seraphina’s parents had once been close friends with his.

“What the hell are you talking about, Lanie? Why would he get engaged to his sister?” “His… sister?” If she hadn't been sitting down, Alanis knew she would’ve fallen. As it was, her whole body felt peculiarly heavy, as though she was going to faint at any moment. “Brody has no sister. He had a twin brother, but he has no sister.” “I don't know what you're mumbling about.” Michael was definitely irritated now. “I don't know about any brother, but I do know Catherine Stanton is his sister… or his half-sister, to be more specific. The papers were full of it a few months back… you surely must remember?”

“She’s my sister, Alistair. Shouldn't there be some unspoken rule that says ‘don’t kill your siblings’?” “Because you have a heart that seeks the light,” I replied, squeezing her hands. Then I paused. “You said ‘sister’. I had always thought she was your sister - cousin.” She leaned her forehead against my chest, and I felt her let out a long, shaky breath. “I am sorry I kind of kept it from you. Alice and Rue are my biological sisters. I am the third daughter of Shane and Irina Hale. They just kept me hidden for many years so people didn't know they had three daughters.” She explained.