Sister, Sister Novels & Stories

The sister I always wanted. She means the world to me, I love her a lot. She is the sister I prayed to have. She has long brown hair along with hazel eyes. She has recently turned 21. She has just given her exam of masters in English Literature. “Everyone?” She called, looking around. Her height is above average, almost the same as Adrian. We walked down as she clumsily hugged me and shouted in excitement, The real excitement is coming up, dear sis. "Congratulations, Brother!"

"In fact, you're in the right place. I need you to track someone down for me. I don't have any item for the scent, but I can describe her to you. She goes by the name Aurora Everley--" "Don't waste your time on that Rogue." The sudden statement from a familiar voice makes me stop. I turn around, and there I see Uncle Benjamin standing by the door. "What did you say?" I ask. "Rogue? What the hell are you talking about?" "Aurora Everley," he repeats, his tone telling me he's a hundred percent assured. "That's your girlfriend's sister, right? Well, I found out she is more than that." Stanley gets up. "Um, I should get going."

I said it again, emphasizing little sister, to make sure she heard me. “Your little sister? As in like same mother and father sister?” she said, still confused. I couldn’t hold in my laughter anymore as I walked closer and reached out to her to pull her into me. I had to touch her Titan was losing his mind screaming Mate in my head. “Yes, my sister. My biological sister, who is probably dying to meet my mate.” I said with a huge smile across my face. “Oh my goddess!” she covered her face with her hands and I pulled her into my chest.

“You have everything. You’re beautiful, you’re smart, you’re everything they could ever want in a daughter. Why does it matter to you if I’m upset?” Cassia’s expression softened, and she let go of Elara’s hand, leaning back in her chair. “Because you’re my sister,” she said simply. The words hung in the air between them, heavy with meaning. Elara stared at Cassia, her heart pounding in her chest. Sister. It was a word she had never expected to hear, a word that carried so much weight. “You’re my sister,” Cassia repeated, her voice gentle. “Maybe not by blood, but in every other way that matters. And I don’t want to lose you.”

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

There was no answer. I turned to look at the first girl I saw, "hey have you seen my sister- Sarah anywhere?" I wondered, knowing that I didn't know who she was so there was a high chance she didn't know who I was. "She's still getting her makeup done over there." She pointed at a group of women and I realised they were trying to work on her hair and face at the same time. "Thank you," I smiled at her and went to meet my sister. "Sarah," I stood in front of her, "I'm pretty sure you don't understand what the definition of a small wedding is." I couldn't help but laugh, looking over the guests one more time.

"Hey go slow, she is not a woman." Craig stands in front of Zoe. "If she is not a woman what is she, is she a man?" "Oh! What I mean is, she is my sister." "Sister? Craig, you brought a girl here and now you are telling lies, did you just say, sister?" "Of course, she is my sister, as in cousin." Craig corrected himself

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.

Even with everything we've been through, we still found our way back. It's true what Shiva Sharma said. A sister is someone who loves you from the heart. No matter how much you argue, you cannot be drawn apart. She is a joy that cannot be taken away. Once she enters your life, she is there to stay. I so love my baby sis.

In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters. “What just happened was nothing more than a joke between sisters. This is simply the way we welcome her back.” As she spoke, she unconsciously edged her body closer to Claude. I let out a cold laugh. Rose was trying to recreate the past. Back then, at my banquet with Leon, she had done the same thing. She wore a dress that perfectly accentuated her figure, its color making her look fragile and pitiful. While I left Leon to handle banquet affairs, she seized the opportunity.