Sister Not By Blood 소설 & 이야기

"You got that right, small sis..." Just how weird is life? Bruna is my blood sister? A girl who I just considered my best friend turned out to be my blood sister. Never in my wildest thoughts would I have guessed she's my biological sister. Not even in an alternate world. The fact that we share a dad. The fact that our worlds crossed without us knowing that we share blood. It all sounds wild to me. Like something from a movie... "So, will you bring Trent along?" It seems fun to bring Trent for the trip but...

I grew up with her, risked my life for her; she's my big sister. Their kids are my nieces and nephews, though, on paper, they're my brothers and sisters. We're very clannish, very overprotective of each other. And the few who tried coming between us over the years, those uninformed few who tried claiming that because there was no blood shared between us that meant that we were not each other's kin, had been sent away wishing they'd never crossed paths with any of us.

I asked them to get anyone to get the blood. “There’s no time for that sir, the fastest way to do that is to get a close relative to do it for her.” “She doesn’t have a fucking relative. Her fucking mother is a fucking junky, what the fuck are we supposed to do now?” The doctor kept on explaining that we need relative blood. It’s as if he’s fucking deaf. I’m so close to punching the fucking deafness out of his shit head. “You can use my blood, we are sisters after all.”

I tapped the page “they’re not standard. Someone was looking for something specific.” Adrian’s throat worked as he swallowed. “What?” I lowered my voice. “A bloodline.” The word seemed to suck. Adrian shook his head, standing so fast his chair scraped against the floor. “No. No, that’s insane. She’s just my sister ” “Your half-sister,” I cut in. He froze.

“I think you're hopeless. You're still worrying about your sister when she clearly doesn't care about you at all.” I smile faintly. “I know that. But she's still my younger sister. I was there when she was born and I have watched her grow in front of me. Even though she does things that aren't ideal, I don't hate her because she'll always be my sister. We are tied forever by our blood.”

he confessed shamelessly, and Mia's cheeks flushed. "It's just to wish you a speedy recovery. You do not have to read any meaning into it. After all, you will be my big brother soon," she said, trying to brother-zone Luis, and he growled. "I am not your fụcking brother. We are not related by blood!" "Luis!" Liam and I went to hold him back. "Snap out of it. Mia is our little sister, whether blood or not. Once Dad marries her mother, she is automatically our stepsister."

I told her. “Too bad I'm not your sister, right?” She said, “What do you mean?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. “What do you mean I'm not your sister?” I asked her. “You know exactly what I mean. You are not my sister, Adrianna. You heard me right.” She answered. “ Are you trying to say we don't share the same blood?” I asked in shock. Amelia's expression became cold and unpitying. “That's just it, Adrianna. We don't share the same direct blood. You are nothing to me. You aren't related to any of us.”

"I won't be the one to come between you two, I don't want to be hated by my sister and especially have that unborn child hate me for breaking its parents up." Daniel separated my hands from my face and cupped my cheeks, lifting my face so I was looking up at him, he wiped my tears with a sigh . "Jennifer, I'm not going to be able to get over you, not anytime soon..." I moved my face from his hands and turned to look at the side, not wanting to meet his gaze. "We should go back home, we are in someone's yard. Daniel, what we feel for each other is nothing but sexual attraction, which we can get from just about anybody, you focus on my sister and raise your new family." I looked up at him one

Extra: Shawn Tucker I once treated a young girl who regularly donated blood to save her sister’s life. She had a rare blood type, RH-negative—something hard to come by and highly sought after for transfusions. At first, I was deeply moved by her. In a time when kindness and loyalty seemed so rare, she was willing to sacrifice her own health to donate blood to her sister. When she first came to me, she was cautious, but there was a playful spark beneath her careful demeanor.

"Sister, what are you talking about? You’re my sister. Of course, I care about you.” Sherry scoffed, "Who are you calling sister? Are we related by blood?” Shannon froze for a second before continuing, “Even if we are not related by blood, Mom and Dad have always treated me like I’m their biological daughter, so there is no reason for me to not deem you as my sister as well.” “Even though I am their born daughter, I have never thought of them as my parents. Don’t even think about getting on my good side. I’m not on the same level as you folks.”