Sister Complex Novels & Stories

I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

W 2:00 PM. SOCI 305 - Deviance and Social Control. Professor Marcus Webb. T 4:00 PM. A schedule designed by Detective Cross. A schedule designed to put me in rooms where killers were studied, where minds were dissected, where I could learn the language of monsters. To her I was here to fulfill my sister's wish, while being safe. Four classes. Four professors. One hundred and eighty-seven other students, according to the welcome packet. And one of them killed my sister.

“You’re holding a child that’s not mine, barely even a year after I've gone into a coma, and now you're standing beside my sister, and you dare say complicated?” Oh God...

When that "mercy hand-job" gets out of hand. Enjoy.. ****** My older sister and I went to the same high school. She was a year ahead of me, and was a tough act to follow. However, I became pretty impressive in my own right. We just didn't spend a lot of time hanging out because we didn't really run in the same social circles. Stacy was brilliant, and she was active in several school clubs. Despite the intellectual nature of many of those clubs, she was never labeled as a "nerd" or "geek." She was simply too attractive and too popular. Guys practically lined up to ask her out.

"Urge. My sister is as evil as they come." I blinked, shocked for the first time that night. "Your sister?" "Step-sisters, to be exact," she corrected, her fingers twitching as if she wanted to cast a hex right then and there. "She's been rotten since we were children, always jealous of the natural light in others. She wants to play god, and she's using Vivica to do it."

Even if my sister is a bad person, the person who died was our uncle and he deserved to die for everything he did to us. It’s sad that Sage couldn’t realize this but decided to abandon the only sister she has in the world just to pursue her ambitions of being a Luna. Now that I’m thinking about it, Lucas is not all that for me to think he’s worthy of being my mate. My sister just doesn’t realize this yet and I don’t think she’ll ever learn since her hatred for me is always burning. “We are going with her and you dare to stop us for this? I’m going to—” I didn’t let Xeros finish before cutting him off.

the second sister shared. “Couldn’t she see he was negatively affecting her life?” I asked, as the sisters looked to one another. “The heart wants what the heart wants; sadly, she wanted him more than she wanted her family,” the third sister stated. “That is so sad,” Sarah said, as the sisters agreed. “She started doing black magic, which is lethal; it took her to a deeper level, and she was unable to come back from it,” the first sister stated.

He was so upset when he saw Ian handling his sister so violently like that. “Ian, you bastard!” Cedric tried to hit him but physically, he was far inferior to Ian who had spent his entire life fighting people both physically and through the mafia. Ian could knock him down really easily. For a spoiled man like him who had always lived under his father’s protection his entire life, it was rather humiliating. “A brother with sister complex like you must have helped her to orchestrate the assassination of my woman, now, aren’t you? He stepped on his legs, causing him to scream in agony. Catherine couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

Indeed, Katrienair has the best sister in the world. You'll forgive the same demons who burned you day and night in a caged, who killed your spirit every hour, who hung your head on a downward cross, who tried to clear out your race, who threw you into a lake of fire, who ruined your once perfect life. You'll forgive the same demon who killed your parent, who destroyed all you've ever lived for, all for the sake of your sister. Who does that?!

I had told him earlier that Liam was overly dependent on me, but I never mentioned his disorder. “Liam developed a disorder when we were younger…” Gerard tilted his head sideways to stare at me. “…Simple terms brother complex. The therapist had said Liam sees me as the only chance of having a family, and then my father’s treatment only made him worse.” Silence dragged, and then Gerard said. “And isn’t brother complex when a brother has romantic feelings for the other?” A frown creased my face. “That’s not what the therapist said.” I gazed hard at him. “Why are you bent on trying to prove that Liam has feelings for me?”