Sister Duty Novels & Stories

Because there were still a lot of things that I needed to do. “I don’t understand why you have to be the one to take care of those things?” My sister said as we sat and walked towards the coffee shop that she enjoys. “You can easily hire someone to take care of that for you.” “I enjoy it,” I replied, “And besides, it’s nice that Stefan trusts me to do something for the pack. “If you want to be useful for the pack, then you should start giving your Alpha children, trust me that’s all you need to secure your position as a Luna.” I love my sister to bits but this is where we usually disagree.

"You're my best friend, Zayn, and Susan is my sister. I have every right to know what's going on, I know both of you're in a relationship but don't you think this is too much?" Zayn chuckled, "Funny how possessive big brothers work. I thought you trusted me just like the way I trusted you." Daniel sighed, frustration evident on his face. "It's not about trust, Zayn. It's about being responsible for my sister, you know I love Susan no less the way you love Luna, so try to understand me."

“Diablo, you are not going to kill your sister.” “Sometimes I consider that concrete would have been a better option than me letting her live to be considered a traitor.” I said, glaring down at the girl that I would have done everything for. I would have killed for her. I would have died for her, and I would have made sure that the whole world bowed to her feet simply because she was my sister. I was going to be willing to make sure that they all understood who my sister was and who I was because I wanted them to know that I would have done everything for her. Simply because she was my little sister. Simply because she was my responsibility.

But as we settled in, Thelma's husband barely looked up from his phone. "What's all this water on the floor?" he snapped, in anger. I felt a surge of frustration. Didn't he see I was falling apart? Thelma shot him a stern glance. "Can't you see my sister is distraught?" she asked, her voice firm. But he remained unmoved, his indifference stinging. "I'll just go home," I muttered, not wanting to cause trouble. But Thelma's expression turned firm. "No, you're staying here. I'm your elder sister; it's my duty to help and protect you."

"I've never seen him behave like that with any of us." Freya shrugged. "Fine then. Even if he has fallen in love with her, he isn't worth your tears." She wiped away my tears. "We are surrogates, our duty is only to pump out a child for him, get our money and leave." Pump out a child. Just like that? But then again, my sister had always been the practical one while I was the emotionally unstable crazy one. Freya was my older sister and she had taught me everything that I knew. She was kind, brave self-sacrificing.

I rumble out, my mood turning sour the more I think on what Amara has had to endure at the hands of her family. I want nothing more than to end their pathetic lives, but they have yet to serve a purpose to me. My wolf was bored now of giving orders, he was growing increasingly inpatient…there was something far more pressing on his mind. I stand up, pushing off my desk with my hands and making my way towards my office door. I open it, whipping my head for my sister to leave for the night. “That’s all?” “You served me well today Sister.” “I live to serve you my Lord.” Never any doubt in her voice, never a thought of doubt on my part. I knew where my sister’s loyalties lie.

I don't seem to understand you; what has my sister got to do with all these? “Well, well, well, let me help you remember properly. “Every time you're in danger, she's always there to save you; she thinks she's better than everyone else. She shields you almost like a mother hen. Who gave her such rights to act as a savior over your lif”e? She's been in our way for too long and has to be taken out off the way once and for all. She has been given a 24-hour ultimatum to give herself in or watch you die. I'm out of here, bitch.

NARRATIVE POV “Dark Sister?” Miles had never heard of the Goddess having a sister. “My darker half. Like a coin, there are two sides to everything. My sister is the darker side of the coin in the balance of life. I bless life, and she claims vengeance. This is how we maintain balance. When someone decides to break Celestial Law, my sister handles the consequences. This is much bigger than most realize, and many will suffer severe consequences for their part, regardless of how minor their roles were. Debts must always be paid, and Dark Sister always collects.”

“That’s not an answer. Don’t give me vague promises. She’s been through hell and back. Used, humiliated, hunted like a criminal by people who can’t stand her success.” He stepped forward again, eyes sharp. “So if you’re playing some pity card, or acting out of obligation, I swear to you, I won’t let it slide. My sister’s not some fragile toy for a man to test his kindness on. She needs real commitment. Stability.” Anthony’s jaw clenched slightly. He didn’t flinch, didn’t back down.

“Daphne is younger than you. What of it, if we look out for her a little more? Isn’t it your job as the older sister to give her a break?” Tsk, tsk, tsk. There it was again. “I’ve given enough. From now on, I’m done. My paycheck, my time, and my life all belong to me.” My mother’s voice trembled as she asked, “So that’s it? You’re just walking out on us?” “I’ll do my basic duty as a daughter. Beyond that, I’m done with this family,” I said calmly. My father shot up from his seat. “You ungrateful child!”