Sister Pov Novels & Stories

I paused for a moment and take a deep sigh, trying to collect my thoughts and restraining my impatience that was about to explode any minute now. "Lovi is your best friend, right?" I asked her. "Yes, she is. And, oh, not just a best friend. She was only considered as my sister," she agreed as she smiled brightly at me. I stared at her in bewilderment. Didn't she fully comprehend what I was trying to make her understand here? Did she even realize the gravity of the situation, that could put her best friend or sister, in serious danger? And to think that she just mentioned that Lovi was considered not just as a best friend, but as a sister as well. So what now, do you just smile brightly even

ROSALIA I didn’t see this coming. I never imagined Bastian would share my secret about Devin with Rosentine. Was he so in love with her that he’d betray me like this? I guess I had gotten too sure of myself, believing he would always stand by me, always have my back. But things had shifted, and it was all because of my sister. My sister, who knew how to ruin everything for me. I forced a smile, swallowing down the knot in my throat.

A surge of hope steadied me, and I shouted, "Helena is my foster sister! We're on the same side! Let me go now. I can explain everything to her!" Jasper and his men exchanged a look, their faces twisting into mocking, unreadable smiles. Then, he kicked me hard. "You, a worthless abandoned brat, actually dare to pretend to be Mr. Jones? Pathetic! You're really pushing your luck. "Mr. Jones is untouchable. Do you know what happened to the last fool who claimed a connection to Mr. Jones? Saying it out loud would scare you to death! "Hey, grab my stick. I'm going to help Ms. Cook teach this brazen pretty boy a lesson!"

"You? You think you're Mr. Reey's sister? As if! Mr. Reey's real sister is married to the CEO of a publicly listed company. Just look at yourself!" She wasn't wrong. I wasn't wearing any jewelry, nor did my clothes bear any designer logos. But that was only because I was pregnant. Must a person really need to flaunt brand names just to prove their identity? Lara's eyes narrowed as she mocked me. "My husband's sister has lived abroad all her life, and I've never heard a word about her returning. Who do you think you are?" "Or are you trying to lie to me so that I would let you go?" She spat the words with such venom. "What a shameless, filthy woman you are!"

“Wow, you look amazing. I haven’t seen you in a long time.” Phil says walking toward my table, I look at him, wondering why he’s here. He has this huge smile on his face, once upon a time that smile made my heart skip a beat. I would do anything to have it directed at me. I look at his face trying to see if I still see him the same “What do you want Phil?” I ask realizing that his smile does nothing for me anymore. Instead I’m annoyed. I hate what he’s doing to my sister; no woman should go through pregnancy alone.

Heard the low groans she let out as she felt someone lick her most intimate place for the first time. Brothers aren't supposed to see their step sisters' pussies. They certainly aren't allowed to know what they taste like. And feeling what happens when your step sister cums, well that's definitely out. But I didn't care. I worked Soraya to her peak like I would die if I didn't.

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

I return home from studying abroad and find a new future sister-in-law waiting for me. Sandra Zimmer acts like she's already the lady of the house and the Slater family's daughter-in-law. She even vows to put me, her sister-in-law-to-be, whom she's never met, in my place. But no one tells her that my older brother, Wallace Slater, is adopted. I'm the Slater family's only heir, and even Wallace has to answer to me.

Yet, she did not seem angry. She dared not be angry, or was it because of something else? “Have fun, you guys. I’ll head upstairs first,” Paige said. Ann nodded. Paige went up. “Mother, are we doing the right thing?” Luna asked Ann. Luna, as the sister-in-law, never particularly hated or liked either Sierra or Paige. She simply believed her brother was the perfect man and no woman on earth could match him.

Or the one that had made all those girls face punishment for daring to covet me. Right here, was the Zira I first met. The one that was ready to run away from all of this drama. “Your father and sister don’t matter once you are seated here. About your sister, someone is stirring the coal. If you are like this, then you have allowed the person to win.” I chuckled as she shot me a doubtful look. “Surely, you don’t think I’ll lie to you right? Your sister is coming from a brothel and has finally found a man that would make her Luna. Wasn’t she anxious to be with him at first before her background was found out?”