Sister Novel Novels & Stories

My eyes widened when I thought I might be inside the novel Girlie was reading. No! It can't be! I screamed in my mind. But based on the name I heard from the two women talking about and the sudden change in my surroundings, I must have been inside the werewolf novel my sister was reading. But what the heck! How did I end up here? And how can I return to my world now?

"Easy." I stared at the table. At the grain of the wood blurring in front of me. "So I'm not your sister." Lucien answered. "Not by blood." Elias added quietly, "But by choice." That should've helped. Should've felt like something. It didn't. I turned to Rowan, my gaze steady even though my hands were shaking. "And you?" His throat worked. Once. Twice. Then: "You were never my sister." The room went dead silent.

I strum his name with my fingertips and placed my forehead on it, almost wishing to follow Andie wherever he was right now. "You know what, I finished another novel. If you’re still alive, you’re probably be the first one to critic it since you’re so good at it." I choke back a sob as I felt my chest slowly tightened. "Yeah, as you can see, I am still your dumb twin sister who lives in the shadow of her admirable stupid brother. But hey, I'm trying my best creating my own path like you said."

She looked over her shoulder at her sister, “now, if you’ll excuse me, apparently I need to go and run out some tension, again, before I finish my work day.” With that she left, headphones back on and pounding her way back onto the streets, all calm having left her in the wake of her sister’s words. *** Author's Note: I have been steadily working through Jane Knight's works. I am currently fangirling over 'Her Fae Lovers'. NO ONE does polyrelationships like Ms Knight. search her out if you have time

He is reading the erotica novel, thumbing through the pages as if he is completely unbothered by the events of the past few minutes. Oh no! What the hell is wrong with this guy? Can't he just forget about the book? I don't even bother to struggle with him over the book this time around. I may do that again, and end up on the bed with him. We will end up even more entangled if I do. I don't want that to happen. Not when my sister is inside the room opposite mine. So, I stand there, arms crossed over my chest, just watching him. I can't believe the blank look on his face as he reads the book. He looks as innocent as he can be. I can't imagine anyone believing me if I told them that he had been

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

My door was pushed open, and there stood my step-sister in all her glory. “Hello, sister, it’s been quite a while. You no longer return my calls.” Lily whined, and I just smiled, tight-lipped at her. If you know Lily, you know the best thing to do is to just ignore her. My parents’ golden child, and she knew exactly how to get under your skin. Nothing I ever did was enough; I was always compared to Lily. She reveled in every bit of attention, and it always made me feel inferior. She destroyed my self-esteem before I even knew what it was called.

Full of bath steam and little footprints. Bianna came into the kitchen behind me and picked a grape from the bowl on the island. “They were so happy, though.” I stared at the glass wall behind the sink. The yard was getting darker now. The little lake behind the house sat still as ever, like the world hadn’t just tried to stab me with a coincidence sharpened to surgical precision. “Yeah,” I said. “And, by the way...” Bianna tossed the grape into her mouth, far too casual. “Your sister’s fiancé looks like the twins.”

I covered my stomach and smiled at her. "Yes. I want a son, but Kane says he wants a daughter." As soon as the words left my lips, I saw the fire of jealousy ignite in my sister's eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself to suppress it. "Then eat more, Thalia. From now on, we sisters should live well together." Suddenly, a strange fragrance rushed into my nose. Both Kane and I collapsed to the ground. My sister looked at us viciously. "You're just as stupid as in your past life. Now I'll send you to the underworld!"

I watched these people praise my sister, Anna Smith, and belittle me, and my heart gradually turned cold. In the family chat group, my mother mentioned Anna. Mom: [I booked the flight for you. Once we arrive in Mexico, you can buy whatever you want. I have money.] My sister hinted: [Mom, I heard that Mexico is close to Guatemala and has many good materials.] My mother immediately responded: [Okay, okay, we'll buy you a jade bracelet.]