Sister Battle 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.

I avoid my sister's gaze as I walk past her, my head bowed in shame. I know how she acts when she is angry. Sarah can destroy any fûcking time when she is mad. She is force to be reckoned with when she's upset. Aiden must know that too – he has seen her blow up before. "What do you think you are doing, Blacksmith? How dare you even consider messing around with my sister! She is my sister, for heaven's sake!" Sarah's voice rings in my ears. I enter my room and sit on my bed.

I called out hardening in confusion as if I was expecting her to be mad that she was the one standing in front of me but she came closer to smile on her face a good contrast with how she have been planning and yelling like a madwoman some hours ago. "I see that my dearest sister have not been able to sleep…"she said mockingly and then I just gritted my teeth at her. "in case you didn't know that your sister might be preparing for one of the biggest battles that has ever happened in a long time…" "Are you referring to the one that you are going to have tomorrow? Or with the infamous rogue king?" She asked me casually and it was obvious that she didn't care if I was going to fall to their resp

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?!"

In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters. “What just happened was nothing more than a joke between sisters. This is simply the way we welcome her back.” As she spoke, she unconsciously edged her body closer to Claude. I let out a cold laugh. Rose was trying to recreate the past. Back then, at my banquet with Leon, she had done the same thing. She wore a dress that perfectly accentuated her figure, its color making her look fragile and pitiful. While I left Leon to handle banquet affairs, she seized the opportunity.

I requested, and she smiled. "Why weren't you saying this earlier? Anyway, I am doing exactly that." She responded, looking out the glass, but I could feel the pain in her eyes. Most likely, business rivals. In the same way, she would not do it if they were relatives. Enviness. "Ruin him. Ruin both him and his empire. I do not want to hear about him." She fired, and I immediately nodded. There was a loud ping, and she raised her phone, staring at something that appeared on her phone, which I do not know, as a smile spread across her face.

my sister's long litany. So now, I finally understand, I understand why my sister used to force Daniel on me, that is why. I just can’t only accept the fact that I really gave all my love to the man I thought who loves me too. I forcefully wiped away my tears that was falling nonstop on my cheeks, and painfully whispered… “I will be gone for now, but when I decided to come back, I will make sure to make all of you taste my sweetest revenge for making me feel worthless and unlovable, most of all— to you my dearest adopted sister.”

"I shredded the homework she worked so hard on, unleashed cockroaches and rats into the basement where she lived, and framed her for stealing... but they wouldn't listen to a single word she said. When your beloved sister was beaten until her mouth was full of blood, she kept crying out for them, yet they wouldn't stop. Even I felt a little sorry for her just listening to her!" Right after saying all that, he burst into laughter. "Do you know where your baby sister lived? In the basement! Their own flesh and blood lived in a damp, cold basement with no sunlight, while I lived in your old, spacious, well-lit bedroom. Her old room was converted into my walk-in closet ages ago. That's not all—"

Mirra was at the end of the table, which was where she had been at every council session apparently, for thirty years, the archive's representative on the governance body, present and attentive and intermittently devastating. "Correct," Mirra said. One word. In the tone she used when something was accurate and she was confirming it without embellishment. The council moved to implementation. Afterward, walking back through the estate corridor, one of the senior council members, a woman named Greta's sister, fell into step beside me. Not Greta. Her sister Petra, the other Petra, the one who had been helping me with defensive training and had watched the silver light send Davan stumbling and ha

How did your sister die? ...