Sister Not By Blood 소설 & 이야기

I let myself grieve the family I had thought I had. My sister. Not the woman she had turned out to be, that grief was different and older and I would deal with it on its own terms in its own time. The sister I had grown up believing she was. Eleven years of shared bedrooms and borrowed clothes and the twin language we had developed, those slight, specific signals that only the other one understood, the way you could be across a crowded room and catch her eye and have an entire conversation in the tilt of a chin. That sister. The one who had sat beside me at every pack event and who had known my face better than I knew it myself because you spent your whole childhood studying the face that wa

"Siblings? It sounds impossible, are you sure of what you are saying?. I mean do you have any proof to back up your claims?" "Yeah I do, at first when I took out your blood I doubted that it was just a mere coincidence. I mean to say B negative is a rare blood type so in order to confirm my doubts I conducted a DNA test and here are the results, it states that you are both related by blood. Liya Stevenson is your sister, I'll give you the chance to confirm if you want" "I have another daughter and she is your elder sister…" "She refused to abort the baby…" my father's words rang in my ears, making it difficult for me to breathe. I froze, suprised by doctor Serena's declaration as well as the

Mia snapped, one of her hands held up to stop him mid-sentence. "I don't know if I heard you well, but if I did, it means, you want me to be your Luna and give birth to a child for you?" Mia asked, raising shocked rounded eyes to his. "Yes," "But, I'm your sister! Your blood! What you are suggesting is forbidden, an abomination!" "And how do you know you are my blood sister?" "Well, we grew up together, and your mother was my father's wife," Mia answered scathingly.

“You of all people should not ask that question. Honestly.” “That is my sister! That is Ava!” “So?” He raised a brow and slowly released his grip from her. “So?” She repeated with a scoff and then looked away. “I understand that you need to move on. I do not even beg you not to, but… with Ava?” “She is not even your blood. She is your step-sister, so what is wrong with that?” “A lot of things are! You…” she swallowed and shook her head. Suddenly in front of him, she had nothing to say.

D shrugs. “It doesn't matter. Over the last months, I've learnt that family is not blood, family is actions, love and loyalty. Molly may be biologically related to me but that doesn't make her my sister,” she says before putting the fork full of food in her mouth.

" She could not accept it or not wants to accept it. In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of relationship is neither good nor bad. And how can there be any relationship between brother and sister...? Even though they are not biological brothers and sisters, and there is no blood relation between them... But still, it was decided on a name...

"It's not about confidence, Vanessa. But about judgment. You should be able to judge what kind of situation you guys are in. You're her step-sister since you were 17 years old. Then how could he let himself, your older sister, harbor romantic feelings for his sister? Do you think that's normal?" His words angered my patience. I clenched my fists tightly. It was so frustrating to hear her speak and judge us. I then got closer to him. "What don't you think is normal?" my eyes flashed at him with a challenging look. "He and I didn't grow up together. We didn't know each other since childhood. He's not my biological brother, and we don't share the same blood. What doesn't make sense?" He looked

I pushed them back as I approached the Doctor. “If you are Astrid’s father, then that makes her our sibling. Our blood could match,” Andros argued, refusing to let me off easily and give away my blood. “Andros, your sister is in a special condition. We don’t even know if she’s going to live with my blood or not. So, how could I let you, her half-sibling, have your blood?” I questioned as I stared directly into his eyes. Andros was left speechless and unable to answer my question. I know he just doesn’t sit well with the idea of letting me give up my blood.

she stood up and tucked her wings behind her back. I stood up and saw my entire family standing here for me. Sofiya was my sister by blood, but she was their sister too. Not by blood but it didn't matter. They loved her like she was. And instead of being there for each other in this difficult time, I had acted selfishly.

"We grew up together. In the same house. Sharing the same brother, even if not by blood. That's still—" "Wrong," She finished softly. "I know it's still wrong." We lay there in silence for a moment, the weight of it pressing down on us. She was right and we both knew it. No shared blood. No biological tie. Just two people who happened to be raised in the same household, but that didn't erase the years of being called brother and sister. It didn't change the fact that everyone in the pack saw us as siblings. That we would be shunned if anyone found out.