Sisterly Love Novels & Stories

I never asked further — private life nila ’yun, and I don’t want to meddle. “Bakit mo pala naitanong, Calista?” tanong ni Kenshin, seryoso ang boses. Calista smirked. “As men, you ought to understand the difference between romantic love and sisterly love.” “Well,” sagot ni Kenshin, nakatingin sa akin, “Romantic love is being in love. Sisterly love is loving deeply, without being in love.” “Beautifully said,” ani Claire. “Eh ikaw, Lance?” tanong ni Calista.

Ang ganda. Habang pinapantay ko ang make up, napaisip ako sa estrangherong si Alexander na stepbrother pala ni Perry. Hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala na siya ang lalaking iyon. Nawala siya sa isip ko simula nang malaman kong siya ang stepbrother ng boyfriend ko na anak ng may-ari ng hotel na ito.

Kulang pa Ang bagay na yun para sa kanya o baka Ang saloobin ni Alora Ang nais matuklasan. "I LOVE HER." Simple na sagot ni Alora pero nagsilbing apoy sa kanyang dibdib. "Y-you love my sister?" Impossible para sa kanya Yun. Sa ugali ng kapatid. Isang babae lang Ang patay na patay rito.

"I wasn't fully healed yet when I saw him again. Doon ko lang nalaman na ikaw 'yong babaeng matagal niya nang ipinaglalaban sa pamilya niya. I wanted to be happy for you because finally, someone can love you in ways that you deserve. Pero hindi ko kayang maging masaya kasi nasasaktan ako." Para akong binuhusan nang malamig na tubig. I stood up and went to her. Gusto ko sana siyang yakapin, ngunit bumagsak ang mga tuhod ko. I knelt beside her. I felt responsible for everything. During the times when no one was there to support me, she gave me the love that everyone failed to provide to me. Minahal niya ako nang buong-buo. Hindi ko maisip kung gaano kasakit para sakaniya na mahalin ako hanggan

"What do you mean?" "Are you in love with your siste—" "Oh, fuck that, Gio." Natatawa kong sagot sa kaniya. "I have a girlfriend so stop that shit. I will not fall for my sister. I will not reciprocate her love for me. Yes, her love, you're right, kulang ang skills mo. Ako ang mahal ni Thrizel, hindi ako ang nagmamahal dito." Huminto ako at seryosong nagsalita. "Like you, I wonder too. How did my sister fall for me? What have I done? For being protecive, I guess? All you have to do is keep your mouth shut. Bro, hindi dapat malaman iyon ni Anissa. Kung anong sikreto, itago."

saad ko at hindi ko na hinintay ang sagot niya pinatay ko kaagad ang end button. Nakahinga ako ng maluwag nang hindi ko na siya kausap. Isa lang ang pumasok sa isipan ko. He loves her sister's so much. That's why I felt a soft spot in my heart towards him. Bihira kasi sa lalaki ang close sa babaeng kapatid at isa pa ang napag alaman ko na half-sister niya lamang ito, pero kong ituring niya si Chandria parang tunay niyang kapatid. I wish I have a brother someone like him...

Pirmado na, napabuntong hininga ako dahil hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala na napapayag ako sa ganitong klaseng hiling. Wala sa plano ko ang ganito lalo na ang sa ganitong kasal at sa nakababata pang kapatid ni Helen. Pitong taon ang tanda ko sa kaniya, dahil sa hiling ay mapipilitan si Shaira na magpakasal sa akin. Napapikit ako ng maalala ko si Helen. “Sa kapatid kong si Shaira mo ituloy ang kasal, pakiusap.”

Tipo na dapat lang matigas yun para nga sa responsibilidad na ipapatong niya sa akin. “She is my happiness too. I'm going to say this to you Jeff, listen. When you allow your happiness to be controlled by someone else, you are handing them your power. So be careful. As like the kite I give to you, you need to be gentle kahit ano pa ngang pagiging hard-headed ng kapatid ko.” “Tss. Buti alam mo talaga.” “I love my sister Jeff. Love is sacrifice. We know that both. Whoever not risk to accept love means never be succeed to his life. Thank you Jeff.”

It’s because I’m falling in love with him. And I know it isn’t right. Given the fact that I’m suspecting his father of being the one behind the accident that caused my parents’ death. I know I should be wary of him. I should be careful with him around and to always be on guard. But my heart... it simply just wants to surrender to him... like a fool and a flower as offering to a might deity. And I know that this kind of love... is dangerous. “My sister died,” sabi niya na siyang nagpatigil sa akin sa lalim ng mga iniisip ko.

Marahan nya itong pinunasan. “Maybe fate didn’t write us as siblings — maybe it wrote us as something more.” She carefully listened to what I wanted to say “You’re the only family I want to hold this close. I know they approve of us, but I’d fight for you even if they didn’t." “Blood doesn’t make us family, but love makes you mine.” Matapos kong sabihin lahat ng 'yun ay naramdaman ko ang marahang pagdampi ng labi nya sa mga labi ko. I slowly closed my eyes to savor the sweetest moment. I pulled her closer to me and passionately answered her kisses