Sister One Novels & Stories

Sophia. My sister. My twin. The other half of every memory I had ever made, every birthday, every family dinner, every Sunday morning with our mother's cooking filling up the house. Sophia, who had known every private thing about me since we were eight years old. Sophia, with her perfect posture and her soft laugh and her talent for making every room feel like it had been waiting for her to arrive.

I'd dо ѕоmе thіngѕ to hеr, I tell уоu whаt. "Whаt іѕ іt, ѕwееthеаrt?" "Dаddу, I nееd your hеlр. The pump ѕtорреd working аnd I nееd уоu to come fіx іt." "I саn't bаbу, I'm grіllіng. Brіаn, hеlр уоur sister out."

When Andrea first appeared in his life with her mother, Amelia, Killian hated her. Growing up, he was a small child who got picked on by bigger kids in the neighbourhood. His dislike for his step sister was instant but it took a serious turn when she started bullying him as well. She would push him, laugh at him and make fun of him.

"What's going on?" I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. "Actually, forget it. I don't want to bring it up." "No, please. I want to help." "It's just..." I looked directly into her eyes. "I thought since you have a sister you'd understand what it's like to have someone who can't move on from a past relationship." She considered it. "Rhea had an ex. But she's over him now." "She is?" It slipped out but I caught it. "I mean—how did she manage it?"

She exclaimed in adoration then told me to put her down so she could go to meet her new sister. “Hello, Sister. I'm Jennifer. You can call me Jenny. Nice meeting you. From now on I'm your little sister. What's your name, Sister?” My smile got wider seeing Jennifer’s happiness after getting an elder sister. She always complained why she doesn't have any elder sister. She has three brothers and she can't play with them. They don't understand her feelings. She wants an older sister. Now that she got one her happiness has no bound. Josephine kneeled before Jenny to her level to talk to her. “I'm Josephine. You can call me Josie.”

I asked him back only to have him looking at me like I was an idiot. “Ummmmmm, yea no way in hell am I going to say, especially in front of Alpha Nathan that one of you is number 1 and the other is less than. Soooo, not gonna happen. So how about you be Luna F and what is your sister's first name?” “Hahaha, So going to tell Nathan that you considered me less than. And James you should know that your Luna 1 is Felicity.” I said laughing and watched his face visibly drop.

The sister I always wanted. She means the world to me, I love her a lot. She is the sister I prayed to have. She has long brown hair along with hazel eyes. She has recently turned 21. She has just given her exam of masters in English Literature. “Everyone?” She called, looking around. Her height is above average, almost the same as Adrian. We walked down as she clumsily hugged me and shouted in excitement, The real excitement is coming up, dear sis. "Congratulations, Brother!"

This must be his sister. "Hello to you my brother! And uh...?" The woman's eyes darted curiously at me. The playful and teasing look she shot at Ryan didn't escape my eyes. Ryan cleared his throat. "This is Nina, a colleague. Nina, my sister... Regina." I smiled politely at her sister as I offered my hand for a hand shake. "Nice meeting you, Regina!" The woman gladly accepted my hand. "Nice meeting you too! I was so excited to see you after Ryan's call with Momma! I mean... it's his first time asking for such favour and for a woman?! I got really-"

This Sienna girl is too cheery for my liking. "I know Liam sister right?" She asks curiously. I could understand her underlying question. She's trying to say I am Liam sister and that I should back off. Everyone in the town knows Liam and I are not blood-related and she has the guts to say the word 'sister' which I hate the most. "Uhm yes, I am Liam sister, so I am sorry to say this but you're not the candidate for my brother's wife so if you'll excuse me," I said pushing them apart and walk ahead fuming. The nerve of her.