Sister In Law Book Novels & Stories

‘‘It's a pleasure to meet you. Cynthia jumped and brushed away my hand harshly. ‘‘Sister-in-law?’’ she grimaced. ‘‘Eeewww! Don’t you dare touch me!’’ But I clutched her arm tightly, just like how my husband had grabbed me just now, and didn’t allow Cynthia to move. ‘‘Your brother and I have already gotten our marriage certificates. From this point forward, I’ll be your sister-in-law… so you have to be nice to me, and treat me with respect, so that I’ll take care of you…’’

“What do you want with her?” Yep, this is definitely her sister. “I want to talk.” “About horses?” The woman steps onto the porch, gaze unwavering. Right, she’s a lawyer. The intense and almost intimidating gaze makes sense now. “No, not about horses.” Josie’s sister stares at me for another few seconds and then lets out a breath. “Look, I don’t know you, but I do know that my sister came home not that long ago and was really fucking upset. All I was able to get out of her was that it’s not your fault and she should have known better so I’m only going to say this once.” She steps forward, crossing her arms across her chest. “My little sister is one of the sweetest, kindest people you’ll ever

I was sharing this apartment with Kallie, my best friend, my family and we ran a store together. Stumbling, I pulled the laptop closer to me and plopped on the mattress. My heart began to beat erratically. I laughed as I stared at the screen. It was a fake laugh. I couldn't push the pain away that this realization brought to me. My sister had a daughter and I didn't know anything about her. I wanted to be near her, She was my sister's. I had gotten the job in his office as his assistant. I needed proof that he wasn't giving proper care to my niece. Then it would be easy for me. This job would help me to get my sister's daughter back. But I needed to talk to my lawyer first.

Although Esther was good-tempered, what Mallory said still angered her. Esther could not help but raise her voice. "My sister-in-law didn't give me anything. She's my brother's wife. She's the woman my brother wants to protect. So, she's also the woman I want to protect."

Fat Lawler's gaze was akin to a cat toying with a mouse, and Graham and Sophia were the helpless mice in his grasp. "You're being too kind," Fat Lawler said as he sat down, eyeing the spread of dishes. "No need to prepare so much for me. I'm getting older and can't handle alcohol. Drinking can make one forget their business, after all." "Fat Lawler, I—" Before Graham could finish, Fat Lawler waved him off to stop him from speaking. "I know. This is about your little sister, right? Don't worry. She's on her way here and will arrive shortly."

"I'm going to be late for work, I hope things work out well for you. She acted as if her presence at our place had not just being a complete sketch. "That was weird," I closed the door and went back to my laptop. So many thoughts ran through my head as I attempted to type my chapter. "She only made that up, my sister would never betray me like that," I soliloquized the entire time, "it doesn't add up, she was just here the other day yelling against infidelity," I chuckled to reassure myself, unconciously pressing on the space bar key the entire time.

He smiled as he realised Dia was jealous but soon a light frown appears thinking. 'Will she still be holding like this on me, if she gets to know her sister is my ex?' "Whoa!! Chill Dia. I was just sitting with my brother in law afterall I am his sister in law that also his own one and I have few rights on him. Isn't it?", she asks with a smirk making her fume. "Btw don't you remember what aunt says that, sister in law is like a half wife for their brother in law. So.....", she pauses making jealousy and shock surge through her vein.

After being pressured into drinking until I was tipsy, I checked my phone and saw an Instagram post from my younger sister, Daphne. The private room was clouded with cigarette smoke. My client, Mr. Wallace, a bald man, slapped me hard between the shoulder blades. “Lina, you can really hold your liquor. A girl like you is a definite friend for life. Next time, you bet I’m bringing this deal to you first.” I swallowed hard against the bile rising in my throat and managed to stretch my lips into a stiff, professional smile.

“Not the demons, my lawyers. They’re wicked and as crooked as the day is long, but they aren’t demons. They make me pay for their services with sex and money. I want to be free of them.” “That’s not all you want.” Once again, she was taken by surprise to the point she gasped. “My sister has a journal that I need.” “The one you killed your aunt for?” the witch asked with disdain. “How did you….” “Why should I work with such a spoiled child who would kill their own flesh and blood over a journal her sibling scribbled in?” “She was going to ruin everything,” Louella said, defensively.

My body still hasn't fully recovered. I told myself it was all worth it. And now, I find out that just as I got pregnant, my husband was already crawling into bed with his own brother's widow. Disgusting. 'System... can I take my daughter with me?' [No. That would violate the laws of this world.] I was silent for a long time. Finally, I replied, 'Then take me out.' The system flickered. [Protocol initiated. Countdown: 24 hours.] Harvey was watching me. He softened his voice.