Sisters Husband Novels & Stories

“Anna, which one are you? Nancy’s sister-in-law or her elder sister? “Or should I say you’re Jonathan’s first wife while she’s the second?” Jonathan’s expression instantly darkened. “Quiet! “Nancy, Anna is your elder sister. I know you’re not used to it yet, but you should, at least, show her some respect.”

"Your oldest brother is two years younger than you and he will be taking over for me one day and your next brother is a year younger than him and will be his right-hand man and your sister is only ten. She was a surprise, but I know that she would love to meet you. She needs more women in her life." "I don't know. I can barely breathe right now. I'm so mad at everyone. I want to hate my husband. I tell him every day that I do but I don't. I need someone to blame, and he and mom are the easiest people to blame. They lied to me and kept huge secrets from me."

After that, what little time Cassian had ever spared for our home went almost entirely to caring for her. I'd told myself it was nothing more than a brother's duty to his dead brother's widow. Only now did I understand the truth that shamed me: my husband did carry someone else in his heart, and that someone was his own sister-in-law, my half-sister! Under the cover of that family tie, he had long since given her every scrap of his love and tenderness. The tears dried up in my eyes before they could fall. I didn't storm in and scream at him. I knew it would change nothing, that Cassian would only call me hysterical and tell me to stop making a scene.

She practically dragged her husband toward me. Nathan knew we didn't get along. It was still a miracle that he'd managed to get his sister engaged to Miguel. She was another unhinged woman. The entire family was cuckoo crazy. When Dahlia and Nathan stopped in front of me, the three of us stood there awkwardly. I wasn't about to start a conversation with them. I already hated that woman, and now I hated her even more. "You know, I was just talking to my husband about my sister and alpha king Cage."

Sister’s Husband’s Cock Chapter 1 My sister had always been the golden child. Beautiful, successful, married to the perfect man. But I knew the truth. She didn’t deserve him. His name was Daniel. Tall, muscular, with a deep voice and kind eyes that hid something much darker. He was thirty-two. I was twenty-one. And I had wanted my sister’s husband since the day she brought him home three years ago.

On their fourth anniversary, Katya Volkov waits for a husband who never comes home. Then she discovers the truth: Dimitri Orlov has been living a secret life with his widowed sister-in-law. Heartbroken, Katya signs the divorce papers, only to find Dimitri refusing to let her go. Then Roman Dashkov enters her life, offering the one thing Dimitri never did: a reason to believe in love again. But Dimitri isn't ready to lose his wife. And when jealousy turns into obsession, Katya may discover that walking away from the man she loved is only the beginning of the war.

I add before ending the call. No offense but my sister has horrible taste in men, her last husband Robbie's dad was a huge asshole and it was like she was completely blind, the only good thing about him is that he loves Robbie so much. I just hope this guy is so much better. The wedding was short, like Chrissy had said just us family and Phillip and his 2 kids. I even got Micheal to come, I mean we might not be happy with it but she's our sister and we love her. I don't how I feel about Phillip her new husband yet, I just met him today so I don't know yet.

she said as she choked on a sob. Osahon closed his eyes in pain. So their cousin had been right in saying that their sister was still pining for her old love, Philip?! He knew his sister would never think of saying something like this to their parents, because they surely would be appalled that she was yet to settle down in her marriage to Dapo Adejare, her husband. "You don't love your husband, sis," Osahon stated rather than asked. It was the obvious fact.

“Then let’s find you a wife. You own a strip club, for heaven’s sake. There are more women here than you could count.” “That would be an obvious farce,” I told her. She didn’t know the terms but she quickly caught on. “Heston has a sister…” “No.” She crossed her arms impatiently. “Then what the fuck do you want?” Anything but for Heston to gain leverage over me. He would have a field day poking fun at my predicament, then I would have to walk on eggshells around his sister for however long our marriage needed to last. I couldn’t tell Siren that. She would make it her mission to tell Heston everything she knew.

I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite. "Hmph, we will never know once you try." "Well just promise not to hit any guys. Remember you already have your husband." "Yeah yeah, girl of course I know. I'll be careful I promise. ಠ_ಠ what kind of woman do you think I am." "Hehe Kidding. Ok then. See you later then" At work, I just finished turning off the sound system and I heard a conversation nearby. "Hey did you hear we are gonna have a drama together?" Yohan's excited voice boomed.