Sister Duty Novels & Stories

Anya said, “Miss Garcia, Evan has not been released from prison. Our agreement still doesn’t count. How can I leave?” “Your younger sister killed my elder brother. You should be responsible!” “What responsibility do I have?” “Tina is my younger sister, you should bear the greatest responsibility for killing my brother. If it was not for her, my brother would not have died at all. Now that Tina is dead, you should bear the responsibility.” “What kind of responsibility do you want to bear? Funeral fees?” I was lost for words. Anya retorted bluntly and said, “It is true that Tina is my sister, but I am not sure about the entanglement between her and Zachary. Now you suddenly called me and want

When did nuns start to look like that? And for fucks sake, she has to be my to-be wife's sister? I can't betray Alessandro. He's my brother and most of all he's the Don. He gave his order, and he's counting on me already to pull through. I've never doubted my duty to the Cosa Nostra, and I won't fucking start now. Especially not because of one woman. I'll pay strict attention to her sister and get her out of my mind. Right? I rake my hands through my hair, letting water droplets cascade down my skin as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

“But they don’t get to define who we are. We do. And from now on, you’re not alone in this. You’ve got me, you’ve got my family. And that’s what matters.” My sister may be a lot of things. A girl whose father sold her twice to protect himself, a wife who turns a blind eye to her husband's dealings simply because she loved that man more than life itself and a mother who will kill to protect her children if the need ever arises but I don't think I've ever seen her in this role.

Protective as a she-wolf with young. "She would say duty comes first," I said finally. "Would she? Or would she say her son's life matters too?" The question hit deeper than I expected. My mother had always been about balance. Duty and love. Pack and family. I started on my third blade. A throwing knife. Light and perfectly balanced. "You have siblings," Kael said. It was not a question. "Two sisters. Both strong wolves. Both mated with good males." "They need their brother alive."

Everything I thought I understood about my wife was getting worse and that arrangement shifted into something uglier. “She knew you were a virgin and still asked you to do this?” "She didn't ask," Grace said. There was steel in her voice, which surprised me. "She told me. And our mother backed her up. They made it clear that it was my responsibility. It was my duty to help my sister." I sat down hard on the edge of the bed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Then I remember something Anna told me once, back when she first died saving me at the Border. “You’re my sister,” she’d said. “That bond doesn’t break, not for death, not for anything. No matter what form I take, I’m always your sister first.” I reach into death concept not as eternal Keeper but as Anna’s sister, using familial bond instead of cosmic authority.

my sister's long litany. So now, I finally understand, I understand why my sister used to force Daniel on me, that is why. I just can’t only accept the fact that I really gave all my love to the man I thought who loves me too. I forcefully wiped away my tears that was falling nonstop on my cheeks, and painfully whispered… “I will be gone for now, but when I decided to come back, I will make sure to make all of you taste my sweetest revenge for making me feel worthless and unlovable, most of all— to you my dearest adopted sister.”

Ambers POV In my world, being Dean's sister is more than just a title—it's a sacred duty that I hold close to my heart. Since the day we were born, I've taken on the role of protector, guiding Dean through life's ups and downs with unwavering devotion and fierce loyalty.

While she is silent, Ferguson notices a glimpse of expedition rising on her gorgeous face. “I -” she is blank, this catches her off guard. Before she could complete her stuttering, Ferguson informs her, “I might give this responsibility to Rosalia - or even Bella and they will happily accept it, but those are not the Princesses of this palace. They are only our mates. As the daughter of the Queen, you must be fully obligated to perform the given task, Adina.” She doesn’t argue with him but politely states, “But brother, there are your sisters too. Can’t you just give them to -” She is being interrupted by her elder brother, “You mean, Leena, Esme, and Sylvie? Those are your younger sisters,