Sisters Stories Novels & Stories

"Cynthia was our real sister! You're the fake!" The entitled look of arrogance on Sarah's face instantly froze. Joseph trembled as he picked up the reports from the floor, reading them over and over again. "No... That's impossible..." he muttered, shaking all over. "The sister we lost... The real sister we searched for over ten years..." Thomas' voice was terribly hoarse. "It was never Sarah." He pointed in the direction where my spirit floated. For a moment, I thought he could see me. "It was Cynthia."

My door was pushed open, and there stood my step-sister in all her glory. “Hello, sister, it’s been quite a while. You no longer return my calls.” Lily whined, and I just smiled, tight-lipped at her. If you know Lily, you know the best thing to do is to just ignore her. My parents’ golden child, and she knew exactly how to get under your skin. Nothing I ever did was enough; I was always compared to Lily. She reveled in every bit of attention, and it always made me feel inferior. She destroyed my self-esteem before I even knew what it was called.

Elianna said sweetly, her voice dripping with venom, “is this where the little lamb has been wandering? Listening to fairy tales from an old man?” Clara’s heart lurched. How had Elianna known she would come here? Elianna stepped forward, her gaze falling on the journal in Clara’s hands. Her smile widened. “Ah. So he has told you. How convenient. But do you truly think you can use that against me?” Clara rose to her feet, her fear burning into fury. “You are not my sister. All these years, you let me love you, trust you, while you plotted to take everything from me. And for what? Because you could not bear the truth?”

He stood tall and proud, and the golden light of the midday sun shone through the windows, lighting up the hall like a sign of a new and bright future. The two sisters spent the rest of the afternoon talking about their lives, finding out that they liked the same flowers and that they both had a habit of biting their lip when they were thinking hard. It was a day of magic and a day of truth that would be written in the history books of Westoria for a thousand years.

I would like to get to know her better especially now after I may have messed everything up between us. “When I get back from the mission I too would like to know where my sister has spent the first seven years of her life. If one of you would care to show me?” “Of course.” Santos says. “Baby girl and boys, we need you to leave so we can plan for the mission.” As they were leaving I walked up to Analina. “Hey can I talk to you for a minute?” “Sure.” “First, I want to apologize again for my actions towards you with trying to force a marriage that you didn't want onto you. Second, I want to know you better, if you'll let me, I promise I'll keep Mariann away from you.” I tell her with all the l

“I told you this would happen!” Waitㅡ what?! I struggled to form words. “Wait, I can explain. She's lying!” His mum stepped forward, fury written across her face. “Is it not enough? The havoc and the rumors you've spread against your own sister?!” She seethed, voice harsh. I took a step back, struggling to form words. “Youㅡ That's not what happened, hear me outㅡ she's lying to you all! She cheated on Alpha Orionㅡ”

"No. You were taken before that. Your 'aunt' was the first person who bought you." The word punched the air out of my lungs. Bought. Lucien's voice stayed steady. "You were born into a family that never wanted to lose you. But we failed." My mouth went dry. "Whose family?" His eyes locked on mine. "Ours." The room tilted. I gripped the couch until my knuckles went white. "No. You're lying." Elias stepped closer. "You were our sister." The word cracked something open inside me.

It was because of this email that I learned about all the struggles my family had gone through over the past year. [Back then, we always said you were the strong one and that you could handle anything. Daphne was delicate; she needed looking after. So we gave her everything. We gave her all our attention and money, forgetting that you were our child too. We forgot that you also needed to be loved, and to be supported. [You must’ve felt so heartbroken on that day you saw your sister’s post. I’m only now starting to understand. It took me this long. And now it’s too late.

I said, "Fantasies aren't reality. Standard disclaimer and all that." "No, I know," Jennifer said, "I just don't want you to think I'm into it. I mean, I'm into it. I just. Look, the story's fucking hot and I want to share it with you, OK?" "Go for it," I said. My phone beeped a minute later. I looked down. I don't know why I was so surprised. It was an incest story. A brother-sister incest story. The siblings get abandoned by their dates and end up having sex. The sister, of course, gets pregnant at the end.

"From now on, Ellie will be Lydia's legal daughter. She can't have children anymore, but you still can. We'll have more. I promise." My stomach turned. He had already forgotten. I almost died giving birth to Ellie. I had to beg the doctors to save my baby instead of me. In the end, they saved us both—but I lost my uterus. The surgeon had explained everything to Harvey in detail. He hadn't listened. Or he just didn't care. When I didn't answer, he let out a soft laugh. "You don't have to sign. But think about your best friend. She's staying at the McKinzie nursing home, remember?"