Sisters Before Misters Novels & Stories

Where I wasn’t ignored. “TATUM!” A group of girls from a few different packs came over in a large group. “BRETT! I’m so happy to see you!” Misty was the leader of this group and someone Cade dated off and on. She was just slightly shorter than me, shoulder-length blonde hair with massive boobs. She liked to flaunt them, making all the guys look.

“Why did you push her?” “What?” I stared at her, completely caught off guard by the sudden accusation. “What do you mean? I didn’t push her—” “What’s going on?” Alpha Bastian’s voice cut through the confusion, causing me to turn. When he saw my sister on the ground, he rushed to her side, brushing past me like I was invisible. “Rosalia, what happened?” “The surrogate pushed her,” Melissa said, and I felt my stomach drop. The Alpha didn’t hesitate. He scooped up my sister in his arms, carrying her bridal style. I waited for Rosalia to say something, to deny what her maid said, but she just looked at me. Then she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest.

She closed her eyes for a brief second, offering a silent prayer to the Goddess that her daughter’s heart would stay protected and that she wouldn't be hurt by the high hopes she carried. CRESCENT MOON PACK ​ Alpha Zeke stood at the bottom of the stairs, checking his watch. "Bella! Let’s go!" he called out for the umpteenth time. ​Finally, his younger sister appeared at the top of the landing. She hurried down the steps, smoothing her hair. "Stop shouting, Zeke. I had to make sure I looked perfect for my mate. You can’t rush these things." ​Zeke rolled his eyes, his jaw tight. "We need to leave now if we’re going to get there on time."

HER SISTER'S BOSS 📝AVA'S RETURN 📝 EPISODE 06 👉 SANDRA'S POV👈 Hastily,I rushed forward and pushed the little girl back into the car, before turning to look at Kelly and smiled. "Oh Mrs Scarlett... you are mistaken! Actually,Nelly has a twin and she's the one standing right in front of us!" I said nervously,hoping Kelly did not find out what I just did. Mrs Scarlett frowned a little, confused but played along. "Okay... Oh... They are so identical." She laughed and I laughed too.

Frozen on the big screen was a photo of the wedding program sheet that Clifton himself had signed off on. Written on it, clear as day, were the words, "The groom shall first wheel the bride's sister down the red carpet to open the ceremony, after which the bride will enter". Clifton's hand froze in midair, and under the lights, Jenna's face turned paler by the second. The next second, the doors to the ballroom were pushed open, and Claire rushed in holding a wedding dress. "Mr. Cooper, the marital home has been cleared out. This was the only thing left on the bed."

I'm neck deep in work when my assistant peeks her head in. “Ma'am, I wanted to remind you of your upcoming trip with Miss Is...” “Cancel it.” I cut her off without hesitation. “But ma'am, there's a no-refund policy.” “I don't care. Cancel it.” “Or give the reservations to anybody who needs it.” I changed my mind. Great. Just great. Talk about counting my chicks before they hatch. I buried myself back in my work and I barely noticed when work was over. My phone rang with a notification reminder,“Bell’s big day” and I was ready to throw it across the room or bawl my eyes out. I chose none of that. Everything keeps reminding me of her these days.

Its roof sagged, its walls were cracked, and the windows that had once been painted with saints were now jagged shards of broken glass. Clara wrapped her shawl tightly around her shoulders as she approached in the pale gray light of dawn. Her breath clouded in the chill air, her heart pounding faster with every step. The letter still rested in her pocket, its words echoing in her mind. The truth you seek about your sister lies within your family’s past. Meet me at the old chapel before dawn. Come alone. The stillness of the morning pressed on her. No birds sang. No breeze stirred. It was as though the world itself was holding its breath.

"Stella, come on. You see dirt in everything because your own head's full of it. We grew up together, and you know me. Waverly's like a little sister to me, nothing more." Back then, tears had filled my eyes. I had never seen any "little sister" hold hands going to and from work, let alone sleep in the same bed. I could not help but fire back sarcastically. "I don't care if you're her big brother or her lover. It has nothing to do with me. But right now, neither of you is touching anything in Mom's room!"

"But the good news is, hmm... actually, I don't know if I should say it's good news or not. But I think we still have hope; she might be Diana since the information about her is a bit suspicious. She has no past track, as if someone deleted it on purpose, and the information about her existence just appeared ten years ago, which was the same year as Diana's death. And at the time of his appearance, he was already rumored to be in a relationship with Alex San Genis." "Delete by purpose? Their romances occur in the same year as Diana's death. How strange," murmured Michael after hearing the news from Payton. "Okay, is there any more information about her?" He went on, and Payton only responded

Monica had just come back from grabbing some food and getting her bandages changed when she overheard the conversation and immediately spotted the two people everyone was talking about. She flung the porridge in her hand. “You cheating scum! How dare you show your faces here!” Veronica screamed as the porridge splashed on her. “Are you crazy?!” “Crazy? Yeah, maybe I am! You said you had a stomachache that day, right? Too bad it didn’t kill you!