Sisters Friend Novels & Stories

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

“There are better ways to go about this issue. Beating your best friend up isn't going to make you feel better, and think about your sister's feelings too for goodness sake.” “He is no best friend of mine!” Michael said angrily. He left his wife and moved towards Dylan again; he raised his fist again but stopped, “Why?! Why did you have to mess around with my sister too? I told you she was off-limits!” Dylan sighed, “Michael, I love Mia more than my own life. Her existence is what kept me going since we were kids. I swear I didn't intentionally mess with her.”

When she appeared I already concluded that my short friendship with Christina was going to come to an end and it was about to happen. Christina looked at me then back at my sister. “Are you talking to me?” she questioned, and Lissa closed the gap between us. Christina did not back down and look her dead in the eyes. “Yes, I am. This girl is my sister and trust me. She will bring nothing but trouble to you if you keep hanging out with her.” There, my friendship is dead. “You know what I think? I think you are the cursed one, am sure I would want nothing to do with you myself if I had a sister like you. This beautiful flower right here is my friend, and you better stay away from us.” I could n

Now Kimi won’t even meet my favorite cousins. Saoirse and Jimmy are my tightest friends back in Boston. Their mom, Nancy, is my ma’s sister, and also divorced. If they moved here, life would be a lot more fun. The only friends I’ve got here are Kam, Jeremy, and Rose. Kimi used to be on that list, but I want her more than just a friend. Fuck! Just thinking about that beauty gets me hard!

Gulping down the content, Sebastian mumbles a small “Thank you.” “It's very unlikely for Killian to have decent friends. How did you end up becoming his friend?” Andrea asks, clarifying her question. Killian rolls his eyes before muttering, “And that's why you cling yourself onto my friends. Because guess what? You have none of your own.” Andrea flashes Sebastian a fake smile. The rage inside her is perfectly visible on her face. Sebastian finds it amusing that Andrea is trying so hard to control herself. “Killian, stop being mean to your sister and like she said, stop talking with food in your mouth.” Elias scolds nonchalantly.

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

My mom says. I ignore her and look at Dean. “Why are you here? And where’s my sister?” My mother stands up and pulls me aside. “Honey, your sister is with Dean’s friends at the cafe. Apparently she’s misbehaving and wouldn’t listen to him, so he came to find you so you can try and talk to her.” I look at my mother, remembering that she has no idea that he’s Halsey’s boyfriend. I nod. “I’ll go.” I walk back to the counter. “Let’s go.”

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.

Tears form in my eyes as I utter the last sentence. She stood by me when I needed someone’s support. She held me up when I was falling down. That’s what best friends do, isn’t it? Female best friends are not just friends; they are more than that. They are your soul sisters who will be with you through every thick and thin, without even letting you feel it. She’s my soul sister, without a doubt. “I’ll miss you too, Grace. And don’t forget to video call me daily and make me see the twins.” She instructs me, her eyes filling with tears but she’s trying to hold back her emotions.

"Summer is my wife, and my woman" "Then what about me? What am I?" "You... are my friend, my sister, my family someone am grateful to, and care for. I have to go" He said and left her. "Your sister? How can I be your sister when we had s3x, your friend? do friends have s3x? If I can't be the one for you then I will make sure Summer is not that person too. I just have to ruin her, if you see her ruined then you will finally lose hope and be able to forget her."