Sister Pov Novels & Stories

my sister's long litany. So now, I finally understand, I understand why my sister used to force Daniel on me, that is why. I just can’t only accept the fact that I really gave all my love to the man I thought who loves me too. I forcefully wiped away my tears that was falling nonstop on my cheeks, and painfully whispered… “I will be gone for now, but when I decided to come back, I will make sure to make all of you taste my sweetest revenge for making me feel worthless and unlovable, most of all— to you my dearest adopted sister.”

A civil, unremarkable, two women standing at the bar conversation. And then Sasha had turned her head so she was looking directly at her. "Can I ask you a question?" "Sure," Irina had said, with all the cautiousness of a person who had learned the exact answer. This question, coming from this person, never ended well. "How does it feel?" Sasha had said. " Wearing your sister's life." The words were sharp and precise and so completely on target they must have been stored somewhere warm and dry for just such an occasion.

She knew that her evil sister had to be stopped, but the thought of killing her had never entered her mind. Frey moved in front of Davina and looked down at her with compassion. “You have goodness in your heart, so you can’t imagine killing another human being; let alone, your sister. You must remember that, although she shared your mother’s womb and pulled chromosomes from you enough to take on your look, she is not your true sister. Her seed was magically implanted at the time of your conception because she needed much of the same environment and nutrients that you required. She would kill you and your baby without blinking an eye and wouldn’t give it another thought. Step out of the t

SKY POV “Samantha…” My voice trembled as a flood of emotions created turmoil inside of me, that tornadoes with an unknown intensity, creating havoc in my already buzzed mind. My eyes traveled down the length of the stranger’s body taking in her form, then traveled up again and settled on her face. How could… “You died…” a whisper escaped my lips while my mind tried to have a grasp of the situation because there was no way in hell or heaven was I seeing my sister, who died 4 fuckin’ years ago.

Apart from having blood relation , they were each other's soul sister. Riya would always inform about her whereabouts to Priya. On the other hand Priya would never have her dinner without Riya. ****** Looking at Avyaan’s angry yet sad face the girl shivered. ‘Why I am here?’ The girl yelled at him. She knows what her sister is going through as she didn’t reach her home on time. Heck! She is almost more than one hour late. And she can’t let her sister suffer knowing her condition. ‘Exactly why are you here Babe in Shimla?’ He came closer to her and she moved back. His eyes were red.

Elias POV As I dug into my pot roast, I looked up while my sister and mother squealed over this gorgeous woman. And when I said gorgeous, I meant gorgeous. My brother lucked the fuck out. She was beautiful, with curves in all the right places, and she wasn’t one of those stick figure, stuck up ass she wolves either. You could tell she was genuine. Sweet and real.

SORA'S POV:- When I was trying so hard not to mess up anything, I cursed my sister for being a bitch. She was my twin and the devil of my life. Sometimes I even wondered if our mother let a demon impregnate her because there was no way she was this evil without a demon's blood in her veins. I was struggling to open my eyes while my sister was enjoying my agony. She was tugging my long black hair so hard.

--- Sidestory: Travis’s POV My sister came back with a different soul inside her body. But that didn’t matter. She liked the food I cooked. She liked standing by my side, talking nonstop about everything and nothing. She was loud. So loud. But little by little, she filled every inch of my life. No, she became my entire life. Her eyes lit up when she talked, and for the first time, my world wasn’t made up of nothing but work and study. She walked around the house in thin camisole dresses, oblivious to what she was doing to me.