Sister Crush Novels & Stories

It's just like an old news to her, literally every girl on campus has a crush on her brother so she is not surprised to see another hidden crusher just that she was surprised that it was coming from a church girl, a complete opposite of his brother. "So church girls do crush on bad guys too" Jamaima said with a pitch of smile on her face. "Bad guys? Richard Williams is a role model for all the young men out there so why won't I crush on him, I guess you don't really know much about him" Lovelyn said as Jamaima laughed out loud. "Do you think you know my brother more than me?" Jamaima asked as Lovelyn stared at her in shock. "Yes Richard Williams is my elder and only brother, I'm a Williams,

What else does she want? Standing there, Yeri crumbled on the floor, her hands covering her face as she sobbed louder into them. “Brittany is—she’s my stepsister.” The way my heart completely and utterly shattered, my whole body felt so weak. I stayed silent provoking her to continue. “I’m sorry but I can’t do this anymore.” She stood up and walked towards Vernon pulling him up. “One call and you’re dead Yeri,” I warned her holding my phone on her face, showing Josh’s number.

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

Winona did not believe me and even thought I was a conwoman. "Who are you? Why should I believe you? Yvonne is my best friend. Why would she poison me? Harass me any further and I'll call the police." I looked at her and said, "I'm Yvonne's younger sister, Greta. If you don't believe me, look into her bag. The poison is in there." Winona did not believe me and laughed coldly. "You're Yvonne's sister? She has never mentioned having a sister. You didn't even bother to make up a good lie."

Nicole said yet again. “Wait, why are you telling me all of this?” Bianca asked. “All I’m saying is that I don't want you to end up like our sister!” Nicole simply responded. “I won't and we all know that she was a good and loving sister and she gave us a beautiful gift, Linda!” Bianca told her sister over the phone. “Hey, don't try to change the topic from your crush,” Nicole said, breaking into another round of laughter. “Nicole, he is not my crush and I want you to please stop insisting,” Bianca uttered with gritted teeth.

“He’s a liar, sister. Can't you see?" “Why must you despise my mate, or perhaps you don’t despise him at all, sister? You’re just after him, aren’t you? You need his attention, right? Admit it, you have a crush on him!” she says, her voice rising. “He’s mine, and I won’t let you have him!”

Apparently, my body doesn’t feel the same way. Then I met Victoria some months ago. We bonded over a few video games I let her win. She’s cool, but every time we got close to going further than making out, here comes Isa. Literally every time. She spends more time with Victoria than I do. Then I realized it was more than that. My sister had a crush on my girl, again. It figures we have the same taste in women because of being born around the same time. Twins were known to have the same mate. Though we were born hours apart with her being first.

She mouthed and leaned properly on his chest. He went on. "You were my first crush. I watched you laugh and play around. Although, your sister was being a bully, but I noticed you didn't let it affect you and kept having fun in your little way. It was the most beautiful moment ever - I never thought someone could be that pretty.

I hated that sister of his more, because had it not been for her, everything would have been okay and that guy wouldn't have slapped me. Weirdly, the more I regretted everything that happened, the more my crush on him kept on increasing. I didn't even know how that was possible. It had really started to get out of hand. I must stop all these. I couldn't let this crush turn into something else. I must start hating that guy. "Arhhhh!!!" I exclaimed and sighed, frustratingly. "I must hate him, I must make sure that crush fades. I must make sure the memory of him turns to ashes." I chanted.