Novel & Cerita Sister Twists

I couldn’t let this strange girl—whoever she is—twist my head. I pressed my claws a little deeper, and she winced, but didn’t flinch. “You think you’re smart?” I spat. “You dug up that secret somehow, and now you think pretending to be her will make me fall for it?” She didn’t answer. She just stood there, breathing heavily, watching me with eyes full of pain. I forced a bitter smile. “Alright then. You say you’re my sister? That you know me?” My voice dropped to a cold whisper. “Let’s put that to the test.”

Her name is Chitra Lekha, 24 years old and we somehow look alike. If someone will see us at first glance. They'll think that we are twins but after looking at us briefly, they'll know that we aren't twins. We have the same facial features, complexions, and heights that cause people to get confused about us. My sister is getting married today and my parents are smiling from ear to ear. But here is a twist. My sister doesn't want to get married to the person our parents chose for her. She loves someone else and he loves her also. His parents accepted my sister but here, our parents don't want to hear anything about love and all.

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.

I shot him one last glare and then, scurried out of the room. *** I went to look for Stephanie. We really needed to have a sister-sister talk. I saw her blowing kisses to other guys in the party “Stephanie,” I called and she turned to look at me. Her smile went slack and in its place was hatred. How can twin sisters hate each other over a guy? It’s unheard of, and we need to settle it today. I had been so calm and making excuses for her but no more. We need to settle wherever this bitterness and hatred is coming from.

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?"

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.

Shooting me a jealous look, she said, "No, that's not it! Yelena is definitely not a good person. She must've tricked you somehow. I'm your online girlfriend, not her!" "Whether you are or not doesn't matter anymore. Either way, the person I like is your sister," Xander retorted, his gaze frosty. Tears slipped from Marissa's eyes, though they were born of sheer fury. She let out a crazed scream, but in the next second, Dad gave her a good, hard smack across the cheek.

I scream laughed in protest as he flopped me down on the couch and stared at me from the other end. "That's all you got?" I challenged immediately, jumping up for a 'sneak attack' that wasn't so sneaky. Of course even without the whole hearing people's thoughts thing Edward would have seen my attack coming. I launched myself off the couch, springing forward to grab him around his neck and take him to the ground. That was the plan at least, I got up to him but instead of wrapping my arms around him he redirected me and I was laying face first in the throw pillows on the other end of the massive sectional couch. "Ooo you sneaky bitch!" I flipped around and saw him holding his stomach as he lau

My sister and best friend are in the hands of a psycho. "Well, you could be the one in my hands instead."

Rishi spoke with a tint of devilish smile. Anbu glanced at him suppressing her smile and she said " I wasn't looking at you, it's just i...I just..." She stammered due to his constant gaze on her. " You know, You look so cute when you try to lie about something " Rishi teased her more, for which Anbu lowered her gaze and mentally cursed herself for being obvious. " Let me get fresh up, " saying that Anbu escaped from his teasing. Walking into his sister's room she closed the door and stood leaning on it.