Sister One Novels & Stories

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

But that was impossible because I didn't have a brother and the only sister I had was my baby sis Sofia. "What are you talking about?" I managed to ask and my voice came out strangled and weak, barely more than a whisper. I gripped the edge of the bed tighter because my legs felt like they might give out at any moment even though I was already sitting down, and my knuckles turned white with the force of my grip. "I have just a baby sis, you have the wrong person." "No, we don't," the woman said quickly and she took a step closer but stopped immediately when I flinched backward and pressed myself harder against the headboard.

"I'm sorry, and who are you? I don't believe we've met before." "How dense are you to not know who I am? Do you really need me to spell it out for you?" The woman sneered. "I'm Sofia, and my sister is Adrian Langston's wife. I'm sure even a nobody like you knows who that is, right?" I couldn't even bring myself to respond with a smartass comment because I was genuinely so confused. Since when have I had a sister by the name of Sofia?

So my first impression: Sir Soren seemed like a dick. A more dickish dick than I. But I didn’t care about him either. I just wanted to meet my damn one true love. “And this is my sister, Princess Nicolette Donnelly.” When Caulder splayed his hand to the right, I paused, anticipating feeling a punch of longing when I faced her. But when I turned… Nothing.

my sister said hanging, tss so artsy –she’s just going to say if it's delicious or not, why so many segways? But I patiently waited for her comment, she is still chewing the chicken curry I cooked, my brother-in-law’s favourite dish. She smiled… "You're good at cooking, sis! It's delicious, you even cook better than me. I'm sure babe will enjoy eating this dish you cooked, it’s his favourite though," she commented with a sweet fake smile.

But even then… I could still feel it. His gaze. Heavy. Persistent. Like it refused to let me go. “Are you okay?” I flinched slightly at the voice. My sister. Of course. I forced a small smile. “I’m fine.” She studied me for a moment, her eyes soft but searching. “You’ve been distant,” she said gently. “I’m just tired.” That excuse again. It was becoming too easy. She didn’t look convinced. But she didn’t push. Instead, her hand brushed lightly against mine.

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

That trouble. “Do I have any other sister? It’s Melissa of cos.” “Not a bad idea that she wants a position as my Luna. I watched her fight so hard for me. I’m very grateful. She is welcome to be my Luna, but she will be crowned as ‘number I do not know’. There are tons of ladies in line. One of them is the sister of Vynessa. I made a promise to the Father, and the old man is still waiting for me.”

But couldn't she save her mother? "Davian?" A girlie voice made Sara pull away from the embrace. She looked at the door and saw a girl about the same age with her standing with a confused look on her beautiful face. "Sara, this is Artemis, my mate. Artemis, this is Sara, my little sister," Davian said the sister with pride. "Hey Sara!" The girl waved at her shyly and Sara could see the blush on her face. "Hi, nice to meet you," Sara responded to her greetings.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”