Sister, Sister Novels & Stories

His lips curled up in an eerie smile as he leaned close to my face, breathing, "Your sister said your heart would suit me more, and it appears to be no lie… It's almost as if you're born with a heart destined to be eaten by me. "Even if I don't feel anything for you, you're still much better than your sister." I struggled against him—against death—only to find my whole body limp and devoid of any strength. Had I been drugged?! As if reading my mind, Sion lifted my chin and narrowed his eyes. "Don't even think about getting away. Your dear sister drugged you so that you can't." My hands trembled even more, and I sweated all over my back.

Go fix her right now! "Otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my brother!" It had been less than thirty minutes, yet Charlotte already knew. Other than Liam, I couldn't think of anyone else who would have told her. As for this sister of mine–ever since she kicked me in the chest for Liam, I had already given up on her. My voice turned cold. "I should be the one saying I don't have a heartless sister like you." Ignoring the shock on her face, I kicked her out the door.

"Fine. I'll apologize." Thousands of viewers flooded the livestream in seconds. I took a deep breath. My voice was shaking. "My name is Jennifer Rocher. I admit here and now that I have harmed my daughter, Ellie, as well as Lydia Winston. I sincerely apologize to both of them." Lydia dabbed at her dry eyes. "Jennifer, I don't blame you. I will raise Ellie well. Harvey says she looks just like me. Maybe that's fate—maybe we were always meant to be mother and daughter."

I'm the only younger sister of Andrei Moretti, the most powerful Don in Sicity. Andrei worries that I'll marry the wrong man, so he calls me back from abroad and arranges a marriage alliance between me and the rising Valdi famiglia. My fiance, Cassian Valdi, is calm, restrained, and exceptionally capable. Rumor has it that he has never had a woman in his life. I'm not a fan of arranged marriages, but since I can't turn this one down, I'm willing to give this marriage a fair chance. So long as he respects me and remains faithful to our marriage, I'll do my best to make our relationship work. Thus, I personally head to Sicity's most renowned cliffside oceanfront estate, Bay of Eternity,

“She was, I think, rather impressed.” Wren gripped the back of a chair. “I’m not paying her.” “You are not. I will handle it.” “Adrian.” It was the first time she had used his name with no audience, and it felt stranger than she expected. “Sixth line. Is there anything you aren’t telling me about my sister?” He looked at her for a long, still moment. “Yes,” he said at last. “And I cannot tell you today.” It was the honest answer. She hated how much she respected it.

I can feel my cheeks heating up after saying the word sister. I'm still not used to having a gentle sister, especially if she is someone who has this incredible position, being the mother of this Kingdom and all. After I finally greeted my sister earlier, we both ended up crying in each other arms. Now that I think about it, it's pretty embarrassing crying like that in front of other people. What will they think about me? What if they think I'm a crybaby? Or what if they see me as a weakling? What if...

He asked rudely, glaring at Eddie. "What?" Tanya was confused at the question. "Hello Tan,it's been a while." Eddie greeted and Tanner scoffed. "Are you this dumb,huh?" "Hun? What does that mean?" Eddie asked. "You don't just come into my sister's room and sit on her bed all because you are friends! She's not a guy like you. So....go find guys like yourself!" Tanner bursted. "Tanner!" Tanya gasped, shutting up on her feet.

my sister cut me off. Emilia Alonzo, Miya for short, is my younger sister. She is my mother's daughter with my step-father who happened to have another family aside from us and just left us hanging, and starving. She isn't using his surname for her legal wife forbid Miya to bear his last name, that's why she uses my mother's maiden last name.

I can’t think of any woman who wouldn’t swoon at a man saying no other would compare to you. When we reached my sister’s cell, all the sweet words in the world couldn’t stop my heart from sinking. I know she’s a bitch and, well, a cunt if we’re going, to be honest. She’s done terrible things, and I’m sure there have been plenty of horrors she’s inflicted in the years since I left home. But she’s still my sister.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.