Sister Slam Dunk Cast Novels & Stories

“This is my younger sister, Samara. I thought she was dead, but she was just in hiding. So, she’s not just your Uncle Roman’s mate, she is my sister, your true aunt.” I climb out of Roman’s lap and walk over to my niece and nephew. “Hello,” I say, crouching down. Sloane looks at me a moment, then throws herself into my arms. “Aunt Samara!” I hug her tightly. “It’s nice to meet you, Sloane.” I look up and see Slade watching me. I open an arm and he runs into my embrace. “Hi Slade,” I say, kissing the top of his head.

Her love for me is so achingly pure, and that purity makes separation agony. Salem slapped me on the shoulder and leaned close. My sister is a goddess, he whispered. Men will want her, and they’ll do anything for her. My hand went around his neck as a warning. I tightened my grip and said, Say that again, and I will snap it. Don’t push it, I said, then let go of his neck. Whoa, your dark side is powerful, just testing it, brother, chill. Liam and the others showed up: Dennis and three more from the old group.

They both laughed. A bathroom stall opened and I gladly walked in. I hoped Van went home with blonde boobs and caught something, preferably crabs. I took my shirt off and put on Slam red. “The Slam” was also in large letters across the back. I walked out of the stall thankful the two women were no longer in my line of sight. I wove through the crowd back to Charlie and Stub. They were talking to a man and woman in yellow shirts. “Cami, meet Ron and Katy. Ron’s brother Tommy plays for Crush.”

“Sister Yelan!” “Here, Sister Molly!” Niamh and Damian, the Almandine twin siblings with striking similarities but distinct personalities, played merrily in the lush gardens of the Castle. The two laughed and shouted as they ran, waving their hands toward Yelan, who sat not far from them. The sun shone brightly overhead, casting a warm glow on the siblings as they played. Niamh, with her beautiful lavender hair, was quick on her feet, darting around the gardens with the grace of a fairy.

shouted my little sister, looking annoyed with me. "Yes! How can I forget? My bad!" I said, laughing at her. "Sounds good to me. We have always been cool. But my mate has a serious temper and doesn't play about Miriam. Miriam and Tamar are extremely close. So we will be spending alot of time together in the future." declared my mate, Landon to Mr. Too Damn Smooth. "I expect nothing less from the last two remaining Montgomery's." countered Mr. Too Damn Smooth.

"I won't let you slander my sister anymore! Hasn't she suffered enough? You vile, disgusting woman!" "What are you talking about?" Maggie burst into tears, her voice trembling. "When did I ever slander her? I didn't make her jump! She's mentally unstable; how's that my fault—ahh!"

A woman was being resuscitated inside a patient's ward. My older sister, Yvonne Jones, was crying hysterically as she begged the doctor to save the woman. I was the only one who was aware that Yvonne was the real murderer. Yvonne was kneeling on the ground as she begged the doctor who was trying to save the woman, "I'm begging both of you to save her. Winona is my best friend!" Everyone inside the ward was touched by their friendship and tried to comfort her.

I rush to get the door and turn off the cooker because I'm done making the pancakes, now it's the tea. It's my sister. Amira. She slaps me so hard on the cheek!! 😣😣😣😣😣

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"Now that you two know this, and you chose to be partners to do what? Kill me? Are you guys insane? You can't keep me in here forever. Sooner or later, everyone else will notice that I'm gone." "Shut up." Caramel commented, the tension in her building up. "Your sweet mother will call you to inform you that your sister is gone." I smirked, loving how much it affected her to hear the words. "Fuck it, I asked you to shut the hell up." She had begun to yank on her hair. "What then will you do? Join them to call the cops?" I ignored her. She growled, picking up the glass cup of water they had given to me and smashing with a scream. "Shut it.. shut it, shut the fuck up!" She yelled, taking deep br