Sister Ring James Avery Novels & Stories

“If you say so. It's your life Whitney I won't stand in the way of what you want but just know I'm here if you ever need me,” “Thank you,” We were both quiet…both in deep thought my mind was still back on the airfield with Avery. “I saw Avery,” “You better not tell dad,” Archer shakes his head. “Wasn't planning on it,” I was so nervous that my hands were shaking when Dwayne opened his office door I bowed my head and walked inside Archer was right behind me until Deayne stopped him. “This doesn't concern you,” Dwayne tells Archer. “She's my sister and it does concern me,” Archer tells him as he tries to get in.

His frosty allure evaded between them. "Give that to me," Avery said “And if I don't?" His Husky voice sounded so cold and distant. When Avery stole the company's money in the past, she blamed it on him and claimed that she did it for him, and now she is demanding his grandmother's wedding ring. Is she also trying to claim it belongs to her? "Abel, that ring is mine, please return it and we won't have any problems" "And if I don't, what will you do?"

She has always been beautiful, but every girl seen she is, and they were jealous I know because I hear them talking about her, and of course, my sister did too. That is where we went, to see my sister and to tell her to stop talking bad about our mate. I remember talking to her. At the house... Ran into my sister Emilia... Two Days Ago... She hated her most of all. Because Avery has Elijah Woods my sister puppy love slave at the time. But now she knows Avery has him and Matthew Steele and Andrew Bradford she is not happy. I don’t know how she knew Avery had four mates, the four horsemen they call us. Now everyone knows Avery's labeled as a freak and a slut my sister said on her website onlin

Her eyes landed on a family photo of Ava with all three husbands blurred out of the corners. Marvella blinked. “Interesting décor.” Genevieve stepped forward, hand out, smiling like a woman who had waited for this moment since breakfast. “Hi! I’m Genevieve St. James. I love your pearls. They say, ‘I drink tea and pay taxes early.’ Very classy.” Marvella shook her hand politely. “Thank you… I think.” Asher stepped next. “Asher St. James. Eldest brother. Veteran. Playboy. Truth-teller.”

Madam Karla , Justin and Kiara stared at him shocked . " James ? " said the three of them at the same time . " Don't touch my sister ! My sister is mine . " said James hugging Kiara from her leg . " Sister ? " said Eskylrious confused . " James , my little genius . " said Kiara and held him up then kissed his cheeks . Madam Karla and Justin went near him and looked at him with a confused expression . " What are you doing here James ? " asked Justin . " Today is sister's birthday . How could I not come ? All of you left and left me alone . It's not fun staying at your office every day. Those people who attack the system are so easy to deal with . " said James .

She slid the Winster family ring off her left index finger and pressed it onto the napkin beside her, using the lipstick still on her lips to leave an imprint. "I want you to owe me a promise. You don't have to fulfill it now. But someday in the future, I'll need you to stand on my side, to use your position as a doctor to do one thing for me. Leave your fingerprint right there—and that will be your currency." Avery stared at the thorn emblem on the ring, feeling a bitter ache spread through the defenses around her heart. A doctor. The people in this estate always knew exactly where to cut in her sacred territory.

Jane turned to Avery, "But why meet his sister?" "You look great" Avery suddenly said while Jane turned to the mirror. She was pleased with how she looked. "I like it. Let's go with this one." Jane then turned to Avery with a worried face. "So what did his sister say?" Avery lightly smiled, "She won't help me get back to Carson. I need to find a way to get him to talk to me." Jane smiled, "I think I can help you with that." Avery didn't agree with the plan but she can't stop Jane even if she wanted to. Her friend was too persistent. Avery waited by the coffee shop near Lee technology as Jane entered the building.

She comforted him, saying, "Mr. Avery, maybe someone took your sister's jewelry. It might not be as bad as we think it is." Avery lowered his head to look at his phone. He didn't hear what Olivia said. Olivia saw that Avery's fingers were shaking. He was scrolling frantically on his phone before stopping at a picture. "Is this the ring you saw?" The ring in the picture was clearer. The sapphire was clear and exquisite.

His phone rested on the counter beside him, screen glowing with a single contact waiting to be dialed. Susan Anderson. His sister. The true puppeteer behind the curtain. For a moment, he let the silence stretch. He took a sip from the glass, let the heat settle on his tongue, and closed his eyes. He could still see Avery’s face—calm, poised, flawless. She had said yes. The ring sat now in a box on his nightstand, unopened since he’d returned. He didn’t need to look at it. The memory was enough. She had said yes.

"We're done." Something clattered to the floor. It was the ring he'd given me when he chose to give up studying abroad just to end our long-distance relationship. Back then, everyone said he was crazy. He just smiled and said, "My wife is where I belong. So that's where I'm going." He'd made the ring himself. It wasn't worth much. But to me, it was priceless. I never took it off. Now it lay at his feet, reflecting the shock on his face.