Sisters Before Misters Novels & Stories

My mind drifts back. “No brothers,” I say, dead serious. “That’s the rule. We never date each other’s brothers. Ever.” “Duh,” Serena says, wrinkling her nose. “That’s gross. Like… almost family. It would be so weird. Like me kissing Wes myself, yuck!” We spit into our hands and shake like it’s a blood oath. “Sisters before misters,” I’d heard my older cousin say that. “Forever,” Serena replies as she grabs my hand and squeezes..

The little boy then looked at his sister while feeling aggrieved. His sister then put her hands on her waist and glared at Misty. "Who are you? Don't you have your own feet? Do you not know how to stand? Why must you throw yourself into my father's arms? Was my brother wrong about you? You are indeed very ugly! You're a million times uglier than my mother! You ugly troll! You had infected my dad with your ugliness by throwing yourself into his arms! Hmph!" "You…the three of you are—" Misty said.

We have our first sponsor, she said proudly, handing Michelle a folder. Michelle glanced through it, truly impressed. Millie... this is huge. I couldn’t have done it without you, Millie said quietly. You gave me another chance even when you didn’t have to. Michelle smiled. We’ve both made mistakes. What matters is what we do next. The sisters hugged in a real, heartfelt way that needed no words. They were no longer rivals but family again.

She did as her Mistress asked and answered the question. “Better than you’ve treated any one else – apart from us sisters,” Rose replied, not forgetting to be specific with her answer. Although it was but a sentence, the last part of it was specific enough. The sisters she was talking about were Daisy, Sunflower and herself. They were blood siblings! Born to the same mother and father. Though they had different demeanors and even had different hair colors, they were triplets! And Rose was the oldest. Daisy came after Rose and Sunflower was the last of the three.

"Mrs. Smith, you are aware of the sacred cup in our pack, aren't you? All we need to do is drop some of Lia's and Jason's blood into it, and we'll know whether they're truly father and daughter. Are you sure you want me to do that?" Lia immediately rushed over and threw herself at Kellan's feet. Breaking into tears, she said, "Kellan, you can't do this! I'll be your Luna. Aren't we about to have our marking ceremony? You can't humiliate me like this. Besides, Granny is lying!" Seeing Lia wailing as she clutched Kellan's leg, Mom suddenly flew into a rage. She yanked Lia up from the ground and shielded Lia behind her back protectively. It was obvious how much she cherished her precious daught

Hearing that, the giant rock leaves my chest, and a loud laugh bursts out of my mouth. Zanele and I are identical twin sisters. We have the exact same bone structure, but her wolf beauty was always a little bit brighter than mine. If this female has a face full of ugly spots, she cannot be my sister. Zanele's skin was perfect. I slam the phone down and spin my cup of red wine around, a wicked, murderous look flashing in my eyes. I am the one who trapped her in the flames and listened to the wood snap. There is no way she survived that night. This ugly girl just has the same name. It is just a dumb coincidence.

The glass building shimmered in the pale sunlight, appearing tranquil and innocent completely unaware of the turmoil brewing inside me. I took a deep breath before stepping through the doors. Today was not the day for panic. Today was about proving I belonged here. The creative department was buzzing when I arrived. Music played softly from someone’s speaker, while designers gathered around rolls of fabric. Assistants zipped back and forth, juggling tablets and coffee. The air was infused with the scents of perfume, paper, and ambition. “Good morning, Jane!” I turned to see Mira striding toward me, her hair styled in a neat bun and her sleeves rolled up as if she had already been at work for

“What the two of you were doing. Who you were hurting. My bedroom was right next door to yours for years, Sheila! And you are my little sister. Do you two really think I would not know what you were planning to do?!? And what you had already done? Sheila stood up straight, pretending to have no idea what Jenny was talking about. “You know, little Sis, I always knew that you wanted Nick,” Jenny explained. “You and Stephanie had this grand plan. She would be Luna and you would be the Beta female. It would be perfect, just the way that Margie wanted it.” “Well, that is not what the Moon Goddess decided to do, was it?” Sheila said bitterly. “No, it was not. But that did not really matt

There have been rumors that they are an item, and looking at them now, I can understand why. My sister always gets touchy-feely with the people she likes. I remember when she used to drape herself all over me when we were younger. I guess she has outgrown that now. "So I heard you and Aiden are partners on this project," Sarah says, looking back and forth between us. "That is right," I reply. “Blacksmith is my partner.” Sarah frowns, her eyes flicking from me to Aiden. "I must say, it is kind of unusual to hear you call him 'Blacksmith'. It is distant and formal, but I guess that's just your way." She rambles.

he said back smugly. "What have you done with my sister?" She demanded of him. "Oh don't worry about her my dear cousin, she will be well cared for where she's going," he laughed back at her. Just then they heard Caine and the others rolling into the yard and approaching the scene at an unheard of speed. Mister suddenly realized that she had secretly been distracting him while sending out a beacon of bright green light over their location, and leading everyone else straight to them.