Sister Souljah Novels & Stories

The bond I had known, the connection I had felt pulsing through my veins, was invisible to him. “She did this", my own mother said "She got so jealous… that she cut her sister", my mother covered her mouth as she looked at me, tears dropping from her eyes “She's your sister, Solyn. Why would you do this?" “They’re lying!” I shouted, but my words were drowned by Sailyn’s wails. “Out!” The Alpha’s command reverberated through the chapel. “You’re banished from this pack, Solyn!” Banished. Cast out. My mate had turned his back on me.

Ahh, it hurts," said Lisa's uncle. Bagas immediately pressed the bell beside Lisa's bed. Keysha kept walking, looking ahead. "Now I will choose my own path in life; it's time for me to think about myself and no longer care about whatever other people say. I have suffered enough because of other people, and even I have to have a new status in my life who is always looked down upon. It's okay, I will never think about what other people say, and Mrs. Desi, you chose the wrong opponent; now I will show you who I really am." Keysha thought Keysha ran into doctors and nurses who Keysha knew were going to her home's inpatient room, but Keysha had no intention of returning to Lisa's home room; she k

“How can he battered your face this way, I can’t believe Abu Habeebullah would stoop so low... But ... Though I am not supporting this. .. but what did you do, since he hadn’t done this before , something might have trigger it ... Because hmmm, Sadiqah, I know you.” Her sister said to her and Sadiqah sighed. “Are you supporting what he did?” Sadiqah asked her sister and she swallowed hard. “Why does everyone see me as a problem maker?” She asked

"Well, you're going to love Chicago. I promise you. I've been to campus too already. It is an absolute dream, Hailee. Everything you need is a walk away." I smile as Dean rambles on about the campus. In the midst of leaving my family behind, at least I have him. I haven't heard from Lisa or said anything since our last conversation. She's been deliberately ignoring me these past few months and it hurts me that we've moved apart and that she won't tell me what the problem is. Honestly, I could guess what the root of it is. But I never forgot about her. Hopefully one day she'll come around. I'm glad Halsey is speaking to me again. Leaving knowing my sister wants nothing to do with me would hav

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

Who was the one who sent a doctor for him? I continued, "I gave you a chance to change your lives. I only asked one thing in return—that you take care of my sister. And this is how you repay me? "You let Harper live off scraps at school, had her thrown into a psychiatric hospital, and now you're covering for your own mother while she humiliates her!" The instant my words settled, murmurs rippled through the crowd. "So that's what happened. The Simmons brothers really bit the hand that fed them," one commented.

One of the guy seemingly in his late teens, probably eighteen years or so, scuffed at her in pure resentment, while the others blatantly ignored their introduction. Apparently they weren’t too keen on being friendly. Sensing the sudden strange hostility now evident from their reaction, Nate brushed aside the negative feeling of their first impression, motioning Marcel through the doors they just came in moments ago, collecting an apron for them both on his way out. “I heard about her, she’s Mike’s sister right?” “Yeah, that’s his twin.” “Did you know that her dad lost his mind and her mom ran away from her recently?” “She’s a jinx, better stay clear of her Rex.”

Maybe I am being overly reacting but I can't help it. Besides Ezra, I have another friend whom I trust more than Ezra. She is Joanna and we were literally sisters in the form of friends. She knows my deadly one-sided love for Ezra and his indirect rejection of my advances and she hates him for it and as a person too. She thinks Ezra is an overly egotistical handsome Jerk, who thinks everything is easy. I don't mind her words because Sometimes Ezra is like that. See my whole world and thoughts revolve around him, I need to stop thinking about him and should create my world.

"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."