Sister Brother Book Novels & Stories

Me, is in all of it. Before all those dreamy and beautiful twinkles faded lifelessly in my brother's hands. Blood flowed out of his body, carrying all hope, lying on the cold floor. In fact, he was one of the sons of my father's business rival. But one thing I know: he really loves me, and he is willing to take me away for our normal life. And the life that embraced us separated us. I took another sip of champagne, relieving the tension that was creeping up in my heart, and looked up at Emmett who was smiling. Stealing glances at me between his hands cutting the steak. I answered his smile, and Lara's words entered my mind.

I don’t know if that made me the worst freak in the world, but I found it relatively easy to actually pardon my forbidden feelings for the one who was supposed to be a brother, and all thanks to Sebastian’s company. That didn’t mean that he had uprooted all I felt for Poseidon; the kind of hold that boy had on me was far too strong to be uprooted by just a fight and bike rides. And it pissed me off to a greater extent to see that he still lived in my mind, rent-free and controlling a bigger part of me and my senses. I had been such a fool to give my all to my stepbrother. Honestly, how did I assume all of this to end? For Gabriel to step forward and give me a bear hug and a soft slap on the

KAYDEN WOLF, WAS A COLOSSAL PAIN IN MY ASS! “Weird, 'cause you are known for courting limelight by nook or crook. I mean you wouldn’t have killed Samantha if you didn’t want all the attention to be on you.” He spat, and I found myself clenching my jaws so tight, fighting tooth and nail not to spill what was right on the tip of my tongue. “I did not kill my sister. The brakes of her car failed and she died in the accident. Deep down that rotten selfish heart of yours, you know it too.” I snarled with clenched teeth.

What had they said just now? Bed-crawler, marriage-thief, lowborn trash, little lover. Now the memory projection showed it plainly. That wasn't a woman sneaking into a carriage. That was a brother picking his little sister up to bring her home. Sylvia said coldly, "Vera. Sister of Theron, heir to the Divine Court. The youngest sister Drake raised himself. And one of the two twin ruined-bloods who sacrificed most of their divine blood for us when the star sea collapsed." She looked at Orson again. "Orson. Her twin brother, and the other one who made that sacrifice. The fool of a lover you all spoke of is the Divine Court's own brother, the brother the three of us owe our lives to."

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

Christopher stood quite for seconds analysing his little sister-in-law who was questioned by the woman he was having an affair with. Weirdly he felt intrigued to hear her reply about this. "He is like a brother to me."

Gaia's speech was interrupted as she was confused to call the woman beside her mother. "Just call me Sister Dara, Gaia," Mona said to which the girl nodded in understanding. "Greetings, sister Dara. I'm Gaia, the first child of Mona's mother," said the girl, to which Dara nodded in return, the woman immediately wrote something on paper and gave it to Gaia. (You're really beautiful, just like her mother,) Gaia smiled as she read the letters, then she realized something. "Sorry, brother. Can't you talk?" Gaia asked looking at Dara who looked down and then looked up again and smiled a little, she immediately nodded in response.

She mumbled and continued her way to him, she has wondered why her senior brother was irresistible to all woman and even to her, if not because he was her brother, he would have fucked him and ask him to be her boyfriend. "Brother." she called and the sexy devil smirked and turn around to see his always pretty sister in front of him, he smiled again and hugged her so tight and intentionally rubbing his hard on on her center but she was still frozen at the muscles pressed so tightly to her breast to focus on her downstairs, he sniffed her neck and pull away.

Chapter 18 Adelie POV It's a beautiful morning, and I'm glad that I'll be having breakfast with my parents today. Just how much I've missed them so much. These past few days without them have been unarguably boring. Descending the staircase minutes later, the aroma coming from the kitchen welcomes me and realizing that I'll be eating from the food made by that scumbag I call a brother, I can't help but roll my eyes angrily. I'm still so mad at him for treating Cynthia the way he did yesterday. For goodness sake, she did nothing wrong. All she did was confess her feelings to the bastard she claimed to be madly in love with. As much as I'm sad about what happened, I'm also happy that she reali

The inscription above the photo reads: The Sisterhood. The photo shows Sara, Mira, Sandra—and... My breath catches in my throat. "This girl..." I whisper, shifting the yearbook to Boaz, pointing at it. "I know her. What does she have to do with this?" Boaz squints at the photo, raising a brow. "Linda Frothmoth. One of your girl’s best friends in school. They called themselves the sisterhood. The queen bees of Crystal High." I glance at Jake again and our eyes meet. A cold shiver runs down my spine.