Novel & Cerita Sister Brother Book

I was glad that I was tipsy, sober me would have squirmed under their gazes but I matched their stare boldly without blinking. "I didn't know you had arrived." Jacob gave Precious and I hugs in turn. He smelt of clean clothes and bathing soap, I loved how lean and taut his body felt pressed against mine. His hair is cut low. I wanted to touch it. "Where is your sister?" He asked, glancing behind me like he expected to see Lily stroll in. I shrugged. "She didn't want to come." I hoped he was not one of those people who could tell when a person was lying. His eyes dimmed a little—did my nose grow?—then he smiled.

Even though we have never been rich, he has always managed to get people to side with him, but not this time. My brother takes another large step forward and slams his foot down. His eyes drill into Evan, who isn’t backing down either. “I don’t need to remember who you are. All I need to know is my sister is a SLUT AND AN IDIOT!!” My brother stands on his toes, trying to look Evan in the eyes, but only comes up to his chin, failing miserably.

While trying to dig up information about the Summer Flower, a voice close to her ear startled her and made her scream. After dropping the book, Maria turned around and saw that it was big-brother who had frightened her. "Brother, what are you doing here?" Maria asked, trying to get her heart to calm down. "That's what I should be asking you. If you wanted me to read you a bedtime story, you could've just asked you know?" It seemed her older brother thought that his cute little sister wanted to read a bedtime story, but once he saw the cover of the book that had fallen out of her hands, he grew confused.

The book of our lives slammed shut, and a new one opened, but the chapters seemed to unfold at a painfully slow pace. Turning another page didn’t scare me; I was curious to see what came next. The thought of my beast tearing up the pages of my book made me nervous. Despite always feeling guilty when my sister left, she constantly reassured me it wasn’t my fault. She believed in me and encouraged me to lead our pack with an unwavering hand.

Full of bath steam and little footprints. Bianna came into the kitchen behind me and picked a grape from the bowl on the island. “They were so happy, though.” I stared at the glass wall behind the sink. The yard was getting darker now. The little lake behind the house sat still as ever, like the world hadn’t just tried to stab me with a coincidence sharpened to surgical precision. “Yeah,” I said. “And, by the way...” Bianna tossed the grape into her mouth, far too casual. “Your sister’s fiancé looks like the twins.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. I’m Luca, Damien’s brother.” My mother blinked. “Damien’s brother?” Luca nodded politely. “Yes. I heard about Mr. Valenci, and I just came to check on him. I didn’t want to disturb your rest, so Selena and I spoke out here.” Her brows lifted slightly in surprise. I could see the questions swirling behind her eyes. “Damien never mentioned a brother.” “I’ve been away for quite some time,” Luca said smoothly, not missing a beat. “Business overseas. I recently came back.”

I heard someone calling my best friend's name, so I immediately looked to where that voice came from and saw Henry Cervantes's smiling face, one of the richest businessmen in Asia, and who happened to be Ram's brother-in-law. My guess was correct, as Henry Cervantes was the only guy I knew who could throw such an event of this caliber. "Good evening, Henry, and sorry for being late," Ram said, greeting the billionaire businessman as he finally got near. Looking as dashing as ever, Henry still remained as handsome as when he was still in his twenties, which is no wonder that there are still a lot of women who want to catch his interest. Even before I met Atilla and discovered that she hid her

~Emily's POV~ His handwriting was neat—too neat, every word deliberate. The first few lines were dated two years before we met. The words were ordinary at first: notes, appointments, meetings. Then I turned a page and froze. She reminds me of Lisa. Not in how she speaks—but in how she defies me. Foolish. My breath caught. I turned another page. Control is the only way to keep peace. They don’t understand that. They never do.

“Fine. “Our engagement banquet... is canceled.” Lucas waved his hand, and countless bodyguards rushed in. They secured all the doors and prevented anyone from leaving. Kimberly panicked. “What are you doing? Are you really going to settle scores with me over this little witch?” My brother kicked her hard in her chest, and she fell to the ground. She even coughed up a mouthful of blood. “She’s not a little witch. “This is my sister. She’s the most important person to me in this world.”

It was because of this email that I learned about all the struggles my family had gone through over the past year. [Back then, we always said you were the strong one and that you could handle anything. Daphne was delicate; she needed looking after. So we gave her everything. We gave her all our attention and money, forgetting that you were our child too. We forgot that you also needed to be loved, and to be supported. [You must’ve felt so heartbroken on that day you saw your sister’s post. I’m only now starting to understand. It took me this long. And now it’s too late.