Sister Pov Novels & Stories

She tossed aside her towel and struggled to her feet, putting on a limp as she looked down at me. “You’re my sister. If you just ask me nicely, what wouldn’t I give you? It’s just the lead role.” She could stand with ease, while my leg throbbed so badly that I couldn’t move at all. Something in me snapped. I wrapped the towel around my wrist, braced myself against the mirror, and slowly pushed myself up. Then I swung my hand hard across her face.

Her coy, deceitful nature repulsed me, yet she clung to me like a shadow. At our graduation party, she deliberately fell down a staircase in front of me. When everyone rushed over, her tearful accusations painted me as a cruel bully. I'd never forget the way Mitchell held her protectively that day, his gaze filled with disappointment, anger, and disdain as he looked at me. "You've let me down. I wish I didn't have a sister like you." But I didn't push her. That day, I waited at home for hours for Mitchell. He didn't come back. He didn't even answer my calls.

HER SISTER'S BOSS 📝 AVA'S RETURN 📝 Episode 14 💘Ava's POV 💘 "Dead?" Sandra popped out. I was still staring so dumb at her. No... This isn't a ghost.. she's alive! I glanced back nervously before turning back to look at her. "What are you doing here!" "What else? I'm here to let the truth out. Yes, the truth you've been trying to cover by getting me killed.

he says. "Nothing." "Then what are you—" He stops. His hands curl into fists at his sides. "Your mother called." It is not a question, I nod anyway. "My sister, Sailyn is gone," I say. "She was kidnapped. They needed someone to stand in her place to play Luna and to keep the pack from falling apart while they figure out what happened." He stares at me. His jaw works like he is trying to find the right words and coming up empty.

I covered my stomach and smiled at her. "Yes. I want a son, but Kane says he wants a daughter." As soon as the words left my lips, I saw the fire of jealousy ignite in my sister's eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself to suppress it. "Then eat more, Thalia. From now on, we sisters should live well together." Suddenly, a strange fragrance rushed into my nose. Both Kane and I collapsed to the ground. My sister looked at us viciously. "You're just as stupid as in your past life. Now I'll send you to the underworld!"

Showed them thumbs up and showed her the video. Soha: Yes this will help me and I will make Abhi mine.. I love you guys.. Fab5: We love you too Sister.. Soha: Sister?.. Man:yes because you are same like us evil..So you are our sister.. What say Sister..Are you happy to be our Sister?.. Soha smiled and said.. Soha :Yes my dear Brother.. Only if she knew the game fab5 are playing.. only if she knew fab5's mission..only if she knew fab5 then she wouldn't have faced the trouble she will be facing in future..

"Don't worry, Cindy. I won't get pregnant. Jeffrey and I use my other entrance whenever we sleep together," my sister, Celine Lowen, said as she swayed her body from side to side. A chill ran down my spine as I looked at her face. The feeling of boiling water surging into my nostrils and throat in my past life crashed over me. It took a long time, but I managed to calm myself down. "Wow. That's quite amazing," I said.

♧RIO POV♧ I'm thinking about my sister pain and slept I dont know when I slept but when I opened my eyes I'm in a cage and everything is dark what the hell who dared to cage me did I died and reborn somewhere else no no where I'm struck I started shouting "viri, viri devil, devil, you there" no reply came what happened to her did someone hurted my sister no the only family I have now is she only I will protect her at any cost

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."

One reckless, selfish night that tore everything apart. It started innocently, or at least that’s what I tell myself when I can’t sleep at night. My fiancée’s sister, Clara, was nothing like her. Where my fiancée was calm, steady, and practical, Clara was wild, impulsive, and unpredictable. She had a way of walking into a room and demanding attention without even trying. And though I would never admit it out loud, a small part of me always noticed her — the way she laughed too loudly, the way her eyes lingered when they should have turned away. I thought I could handle it. I thought I could keep those fleeting sparks buried where they belonged. But temptation has a way of waiting for the rig