Sister One Novels & Stories

“At one point, I thought I loved him. But please. I’ve outgrown that phase.” She leaned in, lips curling into something feral. “I like men with multiple zeroes in their bank accounts. And let’s just say Rob’s credit card doesn’t get me wet anymore.” Jade stared, hollowed out. “You’re my sister.” Scarlett smirked like the word offended her. “I’m the miracle child,” she corrected. “The one Mom and Dad prayed for. Cried over. The golden girl who finally happened.” She paused—long enough for the knife to twist.

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.

The silent dancer was no other person but Damon’s sister… SELENE!!!

“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.”

Shooting me a jealous look, she said, "No, that's not it! Yelena is definitely not a good person. She must've tricked you somehow. I'm your online girlfriend, not her!" "Whether you are or not doesn't matter anymore. Either way, the person I like is your sister," Xander retorted, his gaze frosty. Tears slipped from Marissa's eyes, though they were born of sheer fury. She let out a crazed scream, but in the next second, Dad gave her a good, hard smack across the cheek.

I gave him a small smile of thanks and followed Lari out, and we headed down the street to our parent’s home. Everyone we passed gave Lari a small bow of respect, and she was so used to it by now she just kept on chatting about how excited Mom and Dad were going to be. I couldn’t help but smile as my sister is the Luna of one of the two biggest packs in North America. And now I am the Gamma female of the pack. I will need to ask about my duties as such. I heard one of them is I am Gamma to the Luna, which happens to be my sister. I have no problem with that job.

She raised her chin in what looked like defiance, but was really an act of fortification for herself over what was to come, while their lustful eyes consumed her. “I’m first, this time,” Jeremiah muttered. “Tell me more about what you need,” he said as his lackeys stood so close behind her that she could feel their body heat on her back. “Not another clean up, I hope.” “I told you,” she grumbled. “My sister is missing and I need you to find her. Time is of the essence.” “It seems an odd thing for Sybil to send you to us to find a missing person. We usually work on more delicate and dire cases such as the one we just did for you. What is it about your sister being missing that makes it so