Sister Novel Novels & Stories

In its thirty-four years of being in business, no one had ever escaped; until now. This was a disaster. She needed to act fast. With the journal in her sister’s possession and her sister now free to seek help, there was no telling what would happen next. She didn’t understand why things were going so badly. Other than murdering her aunt upon impulse, she’d taken the time to carefully plan out Davina’s confinement.

But I crossed the room anyway, my legs numb, my hands steady despite the shaking in my chest. Alice's body. Face-flat in the lake. Her hair fanned out around her like dark wings. The water murky, almost black. Her arms floating at odd angles, disconnected from the girl who had once used those arms to hug me, to hold me, to pull me out of my own darkness. I covered my mouth with both hands, but the sound escaped anyway,a small, wounded noise that didn't belong to Nova James or Alexa Lean. It belonged to the orphan girl who had just lost her sister all over again.

It sounded to me like someone was in pain. I hurried to the source and wished it would have been someone in pain instead. With her bedroom door opened ajar, I found my sister having sex with another man, humping her from behind. They were both naked while she had her ass in the air, his dick pounding in and out of her.

Upon opening my eyes, I spotted my older sister, Marissa Lipton, fiddling with my phone. Unlike in my previous life, where she immediately began shouting at me, her brows were furrowed as she took out her own phone. It looked like she was jotting something down. Immediately, I understood that she had been reborn along with me, back to the moment she discovered that I had been dating someone online. In our last life, she hadn't wasted any time before tattling to our parents about it. She claimed that I had gone down the wrong path and was cheating on my fiance behind his back.

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.

Max said with a silent smile, "the Waltson family man, what kind of daughters-in-law have you married? Not single one is normal." "What's wrong with my sister-in-law? My third sister-in-law is smart and kind. My fourth sister-in-law is cheerful and talkative. Among women, they are the best." Max rubbed his eyebrows. The little girl still protects the nest. "Then tell me what novel your sister-in-law showed you." Amy got goose bumps after reading the title of the book. She couldn't tell Max Brother that it was the overbearing president who fell in love with an ordinary girl because it was too outrageous.

“Enough to sink half the company.” We started digging. Every document Eliora ever touched. Every shell company she opened. The trail was long. But it ended in Los Angeles. A small publishing firm. Where she had submitted a manuscript under a fake name. Title: Sister of the Lie. Genre: Autobiography. I read the opening line aloud: "They say evil is born. I say it’s raised—by blood, by betrayal, by a sister who always got the fairytale while I cleaned up the ashes."

I was invited to the Blue Star Hotel as a guest for her birthday party. My sister Mary and I went to the party; she is an attention seeker. Wherever I go, she follows me. Before, I thought it was protectiveness; later, I understood it was her cunningness to look better than me in order to lure a handsome guy. I've never liked Susan just because my sister told me that she is bad and poisonous. Susan Knight is none other than the one and only little sister of Daniel Knight. I hope it is easy to recognize Susan; it's her whom I killed by poisoning, thinking that she was bad, but she always loved me and treated me as her little sister.

But anger engulfed him in a tight embrace as his mind conjured Trevor pumping his full length into her with her whimpering with her hands wrapped around his back. Lucas cleared his throat, ignoring her hateful glares targeted at him as he climbed onto the bed, noticing how her body stiffened as he lay on the bed behind her. Without words, he collected the novel from her, recognizing it as his sister’s. She must've brought it during her last visit. How it had gotten to that room was a mystery but he didn't bother much as he dropped the book behind him.

Where did his niece get the confidence to touch the heartless Mr Ferguson’s ex-wife? Her husband's face darkened and asked, “Does my sister know about this matter?” His wife nodded her head and replied, “Yes. Honey, I don’t want to discuss this sensitive matter over the phone. Please come home early.” Her husband promised that he would come home early. Then they hung up. Mr Bale was absent-minded. He couldn’t believe his beloved sister would allow her daughter to destroy her niece. Their parents passed away when Mr Bale was thirteen years old and his sister was sixteen years old. His big sister was a gifted children’s book author. She started writing children’s books when she was twelve year