Sister's Boyfriend Novels & Stories

On the other hand, Her sister jumped around and said, “Sis, since that’s not your boyfriend… You can introduce me. If you can’t handle him, I can give it a try.” “Exactly. Does he have a girlfriend? If he doesn’t, you can introduce your sister. She’s sixteen years old already; she can date. Partners must be found early or otherwise, all the good ones will get snatched up.” “He has plenty of women. You guys can give up on that thought,” Susan could not stand the money-grubbing mother and daughter pair anymore. She quickly went into her own room and remembered that she still needed to prepare a gift for that silly Elizabeth the next day. She excitedly turned on her computer…

And why even now, did my boyfriend realize that his family might think I'm an easy girl because we weren't married yet, then I was in a bachelor's place! Nervously, I peeked at his phone. Both Dean and I shared the same screen. I see my boyfriend's beautiful sister, but she doesn't resemble my boyfriend's features. My baby's hair is yellow, and he has western green eyes compared to Sister Sol, who has onyx eyes. "G-good morning." Darn! Why am I stuttering ?! “You are the one who makes my snob brother smile. Omg! You are beautiful. How old are you? You look young. ”

They weren’t. Ethan, my boyfriend was in bed with Isadora, my sister! My elder sister who was to me the mother I never had. Who was very supportive of my relationship with Ethan. I wanted to run, everything in me told me to turn and run away without daring to look back, but, I stood there transfixed, watching as she arched her back, watching as she dug her nails into Ethan’s back, and moaned into his ear, watching as Ethan chuckled in content before plastering kisses all over her body.

"He is my fuck buddy. He is not my boyfriend." The grin was wiped right off of his face. And I wondered why it was so when she was giving him exactly what he wanted, despite his inability to give her what she really wanted. I knew my sister. She was a romantic. Her heart was in her vagina. She really loved this man. I remembered the discussion we had in my kitchen two months ago over pudding and beer. Eric had ruined other men for her and she had no choice but to cling on to him. And I couldn't stop her from doing that because she was her and she listened to no one.

This girl really loves meddling other’s business. “What?” He ask calmly “Brian, come on you know I care about my friend” “She is not your friend” “Yes she is. I already claimed her as my sister. Please Brian don’t mess around” “Sister? Good then!” Brian gave her sarcastic smile “Brian I am serious. If you knew her, then you are fully aware that she has a boyfriend” Brenda warned him “Daniel is not her boyfriend. He is her best friend” “What? But She said has a boyfriend who will drink with her at the bar”

There was no response. Just silence. Her unease grew, then he leaned closer, one hand coming down against the wall beside her, caging her in. Her breath caught. “I am not lying,” she said quickly, the words tumbling out. “You have already done enough, and you are my sister’s boyfriend. I should keep my distance.” Her voice faltered at the last part, her gaze dropping. “I never said you were lying,” he replied lightly. “So why do you look so guilty?”

She asks and I’m blown away by how much she doesn’t care what she sounds like. “She’s special because I choose to love her.” I say and she groans put loud. She looks at me for a very tense few seconds. I should have waited for Adira downstairs. This is exactly what I didn’t want to get into with her. “Choose someone else.” She says and I laugh. This has to be some joke or test. This can’t be real. How much do you need to hate your sister to come onto her boyfriend like this? She has to know that this is wrong. She has to know she sound crazy right now. “Choose me.” She says and I laugh. I can’t hold it in anymore. This is the craziest shit I’ve heard in a very long time. This has to be a s

Clara looked between us, completely lost, and I desperately wanted to tell her this was a dream, a very strange, very specific nightmare, and that she could go back to sleep and forget all of it. "Is he your boyfriend?" Clara asked. I shook my head fast. "I'm her sister's fiancé." My eyes widened and the bile in my stomach went straight to my heart and burned it. He didn't just say that?! What the fuck?!! I have to be the one dreaming. He turned to me. "Right, Rhea?" My eyes stayed on Clara's face and I could see the shock there, and something else, I'm pretty sure she's judging me. God, this can't be happening.