Sister Duty Novels & Stories

"No need to help your sister, Dave. She's good enough to handle your businesses. She made your parents proud and she's a good example of being a boss." Dave shrugged his shoulder. "Yeah, that sounds great for her. I am proud to be his brother yet..." He paused and sighed, deeply. "I was a jerk who left her the responsibility. That should be me, who will be tired all day and that should be me, exhausting from work and papers." Harvey tapped his shoulder. "The least you can do to help your sister is to stay by her side. She was tough and brave enough to face the challenges of your company." He informed his friend. "And every battle she takes, she wins and never lose hope."

Damian uttered as he stood up and I was too tired to fight so I stood up as well. “That girl, how long have you known her?" The witch suddenly uttered as she turned to Damian. Damian took a deep breath to calm himself before turning to her. “What? Am I doomed to die too if I love her?" He uttered sarcastically and she chuckled. “Just keep your eye on her. Your duty is to protect your sister, Damian. You're her shield just like your father was to your mother. Help her fight her battles and help her fight against fate. I watched you both grow up and I won't be glad to find out that one of you died. Your parents wouldn't be happy about that either" She murmured and we both stood there for a whi

Instead, her excited expression turns sour. "Why do you care so much?" she asks, frowning. "It's not like Aurora cared when she decided to run away. She should have thought about the consequences before choosing a stupid adventure. You should know that too. I don't understand why you're here and telling me about this. You do realize it's not your business. It's hers." I try hard not to grit my teeth. "I only care because I met her. She's your sister, and she's going to be my sister in law when we do get married. She's going to be family."

She felt no happiness, only the awareness of the duty weighing on the shoulders of an original. She looked to the sides, at the allies marching under her command. Every sorcerer obeyed blindly, every soldier followed her step. But she knew that, despite the absolute power she possessed, she had no freedom. As an original, her mission was to protect those around her, even if it meant taking the life of someone she loved; the need to fulfill her duty held her in invisible chains. Inside her, a storm of emotions. The thought that persisted the most was of her sister. Lana was safe, for now, but that didn't erase the feeling that every passing second could be the last.

“It didn't matter what I did. You were supposed to be my big sister and love me no matter what!” “You had sex with my husband and then got pregnant and then harassed me for months. Mother Theresa would have stunned you.” “I'm your sister. You're supposed to have my back.” “You're my sister and you should not have fucked my husband! Then lied about it. Then constantly and consistently torment me.” “You were supposed to say you forgive me and I would've stopped.” “You went too far.” “I'm your sister!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs. Laila stared at her, shaking her head slowly in amazement. “You do realize the biology of being a sister is a reciprocal relationship. If I'm your sister, th

He asked pacing round my living room. I looked indifferent, expression unchanged. "So you thought the best decision was to give her up, to of all people Synod? She's your sister Henry! She would never have done that to you" I saw an ounce of guilt well up in his cheeks. "She doesn't have a duty to New Eden!" He yelled back "I do, and I will not neglect my duty over any personal feelings" I took a sit on a sofa. "Unlike you, I have more important priorities, especially to my friends"

I sigh, “And, she is my sister.” “So even though you don’t want to get involved, you feel obligated simply due to the blood tie to the little girl?”

I wanted to slap myself for not realising the Lancaster triplets are Dante Lancaster’s children. “Fine,” Dante relented. “Meet your sister. She’s two years younger than the three of you, so you’d better take good care of her. If anything happens to her while she’s in your care, you’ll be held responsible. And you will be punished.” Mom heaved out a deep sigh. “All that speech and you didn’t even introduce her.”

Shweta said. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. I think I am not enough lucky to have my sister's love. Everyone was murmuring around. But I don't care about people...I felt bad only because of my sister's denial. "So what one Sister can't do it…..I think I also can do it as I am his Sister. " Namrata said stepping ahead. "Yes...Mummiji...she can, after all she is Dhruv's Sister as well. "

No one knows the sacrifices he had to make for our present today, better than I do. But that was just some fantasy, since the reality is that he will never be able to keep his eyes on me since he has a duty to his family and an obligation for our legacy. There was some point when I hated my Sister-in-law since their relationship is based not just on trust, but also on love. My Brother loved her and she loved him. I was envious and confused at first, but the end justifies the means, this was the best course of action.