Sasukes Sister Novels & Stories

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.

Kyoko tilted her head, cursing her brain for misunderstanding things twice now. “Oh, right. I haven’t introduced myself. Yui Sato. I’m this useless man’s older sister,” Yui said, pointing to Ryu. “Onee-chan!” Ryu clearly regretted calling his sister now.

The road was fa r from their house that's why he had to walk home once he got off. "*Nii-shan!" a little girl happily came running towards her big brother. (Nii-san: Older Brother/ Nee-san: Older Sister) "You're back early today!" she chuckled and hugged Ken'ichi. "Welcome back, idiot." a girl carrying laundries also greeted. "Hm? Nii-shan, what are you holding?" Ken'ichi gave the small bag of potato to her sister. "Guess what Sezuka, we're going to have your favorite snack later!"

Sasuke stated. "The fact is I left when I was thirteen. My mother is still a part of the group as far as I know. My father had the sense to leave and take me with him. My brothers, however, are still there. I am sure if I walked up to the compound, I would be let back on,” she said. "There is one other fact you all are missing.” "What's that?” Cj asked. She was about ready to reply when she heard a deep voice in the back of the tent answer for her.

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

“Why did you push her?” “What?” I stared at her, completely caught off guard by the sudden accusation. “What do you mean? I didn’t push her—” “What’s going on?” Alpha Bastian’s voice cut through the confusion, causing me to turn. When he saw my sister on the ground, he rushed to her side, brushing past me like I was invisible. “Rosalia, what happened?” “The surrogate pushed her,” Melissa said, and I felt my stomach drop. The Alpha didn’t hesitate. He scooped up my sister in his arms, carrying her bridal style. I waited for Rosalia to say something, to deny what her maid said, but she just looked at me. Then she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest.

"Yes, I think that's a good idea, there is no time to-" The four brother's flinched all at once and began to cry out in pain. They held on to their neck and confusion hit me. Asher looked up at us, his eyes wide. "Its Suzie, she is in pain."

"...doomed, a monster and whatever…yada yada yada! I am still here, aren't I?" I nodded. "Okay, you want to know Stormi, I killed my sister. You remember Anisa, the bright eyed girl with red hair and a thing for books…the kindest soul there is and the most patient and caring person ever born on earth…yeah, she's gone and it's all my fault. Are you happy now? Huh, tell me…are you happy that you know?"

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

“If you think I’m doing what your idiot of-a-mum asked me to do, you’re more stupid than I thought.” Mia narrowed her eyes at her supposed new sister. “Trust me, I don’t expect anything from you.” Savannah flicked her golden hair off her shoulder in a well-practiced motion. “Good. Because I wouldn’t be seen dead with someone like you.” She went to leave but turned back again. “Oh, and just to let you know, your outfit is beyond tragic.”