Sister Twists Novels & Stories

Hell, I might as well she did not react the way I thought she would. " No, we think that my chest is hurting because the witch is using Levi to hurt me." She gives me a puzzled look, so I continue. "Levi is my mate too." I wait on her reaction. Finally, she starts laughing, and I just stare at her. "Hey, this is a good thing. I don't have to worry about not getting along with my sisters-in-law." Her reaction literally dumbfounds me. I don't even know what to say. Eventually, I settle with, "I hope everyone else's reaction is the same as yours," and I smile at her.

My online boyfriend had been my sister's nemesis. He and my sister had been desk mates in high school, always competing for the top spot in their grade. He ranked first, while she ranked second. They could barely stand each other, yet they both ended up attending the same university in our city. Every time my sister came home for a break, she spent days complaining to me about him. This time, she came home with her suitcase and an unusually bright smile on her face. Mom teased her. "How come you did not mention your favorite nemesis this time? You seem to be in such a good mood. Do you have something going on?" My sister laughed and handed Mom a gold necklace. "Here. Your future son‑

Then her sister stepped out, dressed like she'd walked off a magazine cover, smiling like the last twenty-four hours hadn't happened at all. She crossed the courtyard straight toward Eva, heels striking stone. "You look terrible," she said, pulling off the sunglasses. "You disappeared. The wedding—" I had ---" "I know what you had to do." Her gaze dropped to Eva's hand. To the ring. "Give it back." Before Eva could answer, her sister lunged — quick, sharp, fingers closing around Eva's hand, trying to twist the ring loose right there on her finger. "Stop—" Eva yanked her hand back so hard she stumbled against the wall. "What is wrong with you?"

“I told you this would happen!” Waitㅡ what?! I struggled to form words. “Wait, I can explain. She's lying!” His mum stepped forward, fury written across her face. “Is it not enough? The havoc and the rumors you've spread against your own sister?!” She seethed, voice harsh. I took a step back, struggling to form words. “Youㅡ That's not what happened, hear me outㅡ she's lying to you all! She cheated on Alpha Orionㅡ”

Her long, slim henna-tattoed arms were snaked around his neck and their mouths were joined, drinking ravenously from each other. I was not angry, not really. I was incredulous that Jacob would kiss my sister in public, in broad daylight. And that my sister would kiss Jacob in broad daylight, in public. Did he not know how I felt about him? Did he really care? Did he really like me or was it all in my head? Had I read the signs wrong? I sat outside in the evening, ignoring the whining of mosquitoes and the biting breeze, pondering on why Luc would kiss Jacob. Did she not know how I felt about him? Did she not care? Had she liked him all these while?

And what role did I play in this intricate tapestry? Pondering fate’s threads, my phone shattered the silence. The screen illuminated with the name “Alyssa.” My oldest sister and the twin sister to Briar. I could feel my heart race as I glanced down at my phone and saw Alyssa’s name flashing on the screen. Alyssa, the stern twin of Briar, was the epitome of unpredictability, much like wildfire. Her laughter would echo through the palace corridors, resembling the mischievous sprite that she was. Despite her lighthearted demeanor, she possessed a ruthlessness that rivaled our father’s.

Her eyes wide and eager. "Ummm," she said, as she shluck, shluck, shlucked up and down my dick. My sister didn't need instruction this time. It was like she took what she learned with her hand and simply applied it to her mouth. She added little flourishes as she went. Twisted and swirled her tongue in all the right ways. But it was more than her actions. Her enthusiasm, her affection, it took everything over the top. Natural born cocksucker sounds like an insult, but I'm telling you my sister should have it engraved on her wall. Calligraphed onto sheepskin. She was that fucking amazing on her first go.

She had excitedly told me that she was too. “Let’s see!” she says, pulling back and looking at my neck. I realize that while my sister and I aren’t identical twins, we unknowingly dressed in nearly identical dresses today and she must have had her hair done by sprites as well. The only difference I can tell between us is that the sprites have accented her natural curl while my hair is still straight. Even the flowers in her hair look like the ones in mine. As she looks at my mate mark, I look at hers. Then we both squeal and hug again.

she hissed, gently holding her back in place so she could stay still. "God, I'm not gonna break! And the Doctor said it's healthy for me to walk around a little so I'll get minimal exercises since I refused the heavy ones." she explained and Erin let her, too stubborn. Definitely they're siblings. Erin looked at Ajax, awkwardly sitting on the couch. "Hey— can I call you brother now?" she asked sweetly to his sister's boyfriend. The guy was taken aback, obviously not expecting that at all. "S-Sure.." he even choked on his own.

It is eerie how this place looks and feels all too real. Below the hill, the Sorceress watches me with a perverse smile, she is looking at me as if I’m some kind of midnight snack for her. Seriously, she creeps me out. I do not understand how the sister of the Witch can be so twisted, one reminds me of the heavens and the other reminds me of hell. But then I think of Freya and am reminded of how different we are too. I let out a bitter sigh, Clyde had better not hurt her.