Sister Love Me Novels & Stories

sambit niya at kinarga na ako pa bridal. 'Tulong yaya!'

"Sana maintindihan mo'ko. Mahal kita, ayoko lang na agawin ka nila mula sa'kin. If only Ican kiss and make love with you in the crowd, para lang ipamukha sa kanila na akin ka, gagawin ko. So that no one will ever dare to go near you." Mahal mo nga siya, Damon. Mahal na mahal mo nga siya. Labis labis na pagmamahal ang nararamdaman mo para sa kakambal ko. "Kumain na tayo," anyaya ko tsaka maliit na ngumiti. "I love you, baby." Ako si Amarie Cielo Castro, at ito ang kwento ng buhay ko bilang si Amber Michaella Torres.. My twin sister.

“Actually, gusto ko na rin mag-sorry ulit. Last time sa coffee, bigla kang umalis. Feeling ko may nagawa akong mali.” “Wala kang mali.” “Siya ba?” tanong niya. Hindi ko agad nasundan. “Yung babae sa mall. Si Luna.” Nag-alangan siya, pero tumuloy pa rin. “She’s your sister-in-law, right?” Tumigas ang hawak ko sa paper bag. “Oo.” Tumango siya. “Sorry. Hindi ako nangingialam. Pero babae rin ako. Alam ko itsura ng taong hindi alam kung may karapatan ba siyang magselos.”

"Bakit po?" Pansin ni Xyrelle ang pagseryoso ng mukha ni Deana. Pakiramdam niya'y may problema pa ang babae . "I just want to thank you for everything. Hinding-hindi kita makakalimutan," Deana said as she caressed her cheek. "Ate Sophie— "Dahil sa'yo sobrang nami-miss ko na ang ate ko. I miss having a sister. Thank you for letting me feel what a family is."

Alam kong nag aalala siya sa bawat paglabas ko, na baka hindi na ako bumalik dahil ilang beses ko na ring sinabi sa kanya na itigil na namin ang kahibangan naming ito pero kagaya ko ay hindi din niya magawa. Dumating na rin sa point na nag iyakan na kami dahil alam naming pareho na hindi tama ang aming relasyon. Pareho naming nasasaktan ang taong dapat ay importante sa buhay namin. Ang aking kakambal at kanyang asawa. Yes. I'm a mistress. And My Brother in-law is My Lover.

"Ackk beshh, Inlove kana sa kuya jhezter mo!" Inlove? No. Hindi maaari, unang una kuya Jhezter is my sister husband. Asawa ito ng kapatid niya. "No, hindi pede besh, hindi to pwedeng mang yari. Anong pwede kong gawin besh?" Pero.. Inlove nga ba talaga siya sa asawa ng kapatid niya? Argh! "Besh, diko din alam kung anong dapat mong gawin. Pero siguro dapat ngayon palang stop your feelings for your sister husband. Before you regret it. And remember your have a boyfriend."

Hindi niya ako maintindihan, hindi niya maintindihan ang gusto kong iparating. "Yes, I know we are not related in blood but in the paper we're officially siblings." May diin na sabi ko sa kaniya habang iniiwasan kong makipag-eye contact sa kaniya dahil nasasaktan ako at para na rin huwag ipahalata sa kaniya na naluluha na ako. Narinig ko siyang bumuntong hininga bago magsalita. "Yes, we're siblings in the paper but it doesn't mean my feelings for you will change. I don't care about that paper after all. I love you, Isabella either you're my stepsister or not."

Binura na din niya lahat ng mga pictures nila sa cellphone niya para wala ni isa mang ala-ala na maiiwan sa kanya tungkol kay Rex. She looked herself on the mirror and started to talk to her self. "Sobrang laki na mga eyebags mo Roxanne Sanchez! Mugtong mugto na din ang mga mata mo. Pumayat ka na din. Kawawa ka naman self! Kalimutan mo na siya! He don't deserve your love!You need to move on! Move on! Kailangan mong harapin muli ang buhay! Don't dare to love again! That's bullshit! Don't ever fall to those damn guys out there! Lahat sila'y manloloko! Walang kwenta! You need to promise it to your self Roxanne! Kaya mo yan! Ajah!"

Sister. The word is a jagged blade against my skin, drawing blood every time it’s spoken. Because that’s not what I feel. I don't want to be the older brother offering her hollow advice or a shoulder to cry on. I want to be the only one who holds her. I want to feel her weight in my arms, to hug her, to kiss her, to protect her—not with a brotherly hand, but with the territorial fury of a man who refuses to let another soul even look her way. I don't want to give her flowers as a gesture of "family love." I want to give them to her as a man obsessed, a man drowning in her.

"You're my only sister, I love you, it's just that sometimes, you're too hard headed and I was being hard on you because I want you to learn from your mistakes. Hindi naman kasi dahil sa mayaman tayo at kayang bilhin ng mga magulang natin ang kahit na ano sa mundong ito, kikilos ka na parang walang pakialam sa ibang tao. Tia, you're a Vejar but also, we're just human beings. We are raised by mortals, not by Gods. We have to act like were humans – not some high demanding bitch or assholes..." Naikuyom o ang mga palad ko. "I am raised like this. I am this, why would I want to change who I am just to please you?" I hissed. "Hindi ka nakakatulong! The love of my life died in my arms! I didn't ev