Sister's Love Song Novels & Stories

“ What the hell are you talking about?” “ You need Sarah and she needs you, right?” “ Why are you talking about Sarah? I am here with you, not her,” “ But, you want to be her, right? If she called you right now and told you to come over, you would go,” I ramble, raking my fingers through my hair. “ It is no wonder that the other day at the garden, you ditched me for her.” “ What -” “ Yes, you're fucking in love with my sister!” I yell.

She and her lover can go to hell, if I care. Another thing I have heard is that love makes people do crazy things. The craziest thing my sister can do right now is throw me under the bus and sell me out to Ejay. I told her about my plans because she is my sister and because I believe in the saying that blood is thicker than water. She might be mad at me, she might be hating me now, and I might be the worst person to her right now, but still, I'm holding on to the thin line of the truth in that saying. She is my blood sister. We are family, no matter what. So, maybe that is enough reason for her to keep my secrets from her gross boyfriend? Would she really value whatever she feels for that ch

The moment he saw me, his lips curled up ever so slightly. I ignored those waiting for a show and walked straight up to Andrew. "Kaylee," said Andrew as he tugged his new girlfriend even closer to him. "You can't force matters of the heart," he said airily. "We've known each other for more than ten years, so I don't want to be too harsh with my words and sully our previous relationship. I'll still see you as a younger sister, and if you need something, you can still come to me." Then, he lowered his voice before adding, "There are a lot of people watching, so don't make a scene. Leave, quickly."

I hope you're smiling. Adrian stepped forward then, his voice breaking slightly as he spoke. "Mireya... she was my sister, my best friend, my little one, and my muse, my inspiration. Composing this song was the hardest thing I've ever done, but also the most beautiful. She taught us all so much about love and resilience." Adam nodded, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Mireya believed in us even when we didn't believe in ourselves. This song is for her, but it's also for all of you. To remind you that love transcends everything, even death."

That she would like a man to love her like that one day, maybe, if she can find one patient enough, stubborn enough, loving enough to wait for her for six years in a little house at the back of a garden. "Good luck," she says, turning on her heel, already walking away, throwing me over her shoulder a last look that could be encouragement or a warning—I don't know. "She's my sister. She's complicated. She's afraid. She's hurting. She doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to let herself be loved. So if you want to win her over, you're going to have to hold on tight, man. Really, really tight."

It’s my younger sister, Lesaiah. I answered it and waited for her response. “Sister, where are you?” It’s one o’clock. “Are you going home?” She’s such a sweet girl, very considerate. And I don’t want him to see his sister wasted and brokenhearted. I don’t want him to be afraid of love. Because not everyone is really stupid. “Sorry, baby, but sister won’t go home tonight.” Maybe tomorrow,” she sighed; it was sad that she might ask something of me or need me. Maybe tomorrow

Nothing was unusual, well except the strong odor of garbage and rotting paint. "Can't you hear? My sister Mish is singing and playing the guitar. I think that's one of her compositions." She jumped giddily. He can't help but be happy from his queen's excitement. He cocked his head in the direction of the music and sobered instantly. Her sister's original composition spoke of loneliness. Of insecurities and longing. Of how she felt so alone in her own world. Then finally someone came along believing in her. He winced.

Although she was with him, and providing all his needs, he still loved her older sister, not her. She closed her eyes firmly and she rested her head in the window of her room. Then suddenly, she hears a broken song, which reminds her of what she's feeling at this moment. The song was conveying a message of letting go of the person who was not meant to be yours. Would she let him go? However, does she have a choice? Even if she fights her love for him, who will accept her?

Before my fiancé, Grayson, could finish feeding me another empty promise, I hung up without another word. Seconds later, my phone exploded with messages. [Jade, what are you throwing a tantrum for now? I already told you. Indulging Sylvia is just part of my plan for revenge.] [We’re only delaying the surgery for three days. Your sister isn’t going to die. Besides, I already promised that I’ll marry you once I’m done ruining Sylvia. I’m putting myself on the line here. Why can’t you and your sister endure it a little longer?]

"Get the hell out of our lives!" Charlie fell at the feet of another woman I couldn't see the face. Chad ran to that unidentified woman's side, kissing her and calling her his love. I closed my eyes to prevent me from the scene in front of me. Charlie... Just what kind of house did you marry into? Have you been suffering all these while big sis? Suddenly the woman held my sister by the neck and started to choke her. My sister struggled and spoke against the choking "Help - Me - Marlie!"