Sisters Story Novels & Stories

There is no real delay, because this is the night I have been waiting for –for my plans to happen! It takes me a year to plan all of this and now it is already happening. The revenge that my sister really deserves from me. Fred gets what I mean by kissing him, and he again put his one hand on my clit and caress it which gave me a strange sensation that I just got to only really feel now and to think that Fred, my brother-in-law is the one who made me experienced those feelings. His kisses made his way to my mounds and sucked my nipples like a baby, hungry for his mother's milk. I could do nothing but press his head against my breast, while one of his hands continued to massage and do magic

“I think I just had a social stroke.” Sienna was still staring at me. “Fiona. Your sister Fiona.” “Mm-hm.” “Is engaged to Zachary de Sanctis.” “Unfortunately, not a Zachary who works at a gym and has bad tattoos.” Arianna covered her mouth with two fingers. Her nails were dark red. Very beautiful for someone whose soul was currently leaving her body. Sienna placed the back of her hand on the table, then pulled it back again. Like she needed to touch something, but the table was too real.

I stood on the street corner for what felt like hours, finally gathering enough courage to attempt mind-linking with my sisters. Unsurprisingly, they had blocked my mental connection long ago. I sighed and pulled out my phone, calling my Alpha sister, Alexa. Twenty years as siblings should count for something. No matter how ugly things had become, we deserved one final meal together. She disconnected my calls repeatedly before finally shutting her phone off completely. I swallowed it down and dialed my Beta sister, Riley. This time, after an eternity of ringing, she deigned to answer, like she was granting me some grand favor.

She pointed her little finger at me. "My sister has suffered because of your secrets so have I. " She scoffed before stomping away. I jacked my head to get a clear view of these two women There are sisters yet so different. They have wounds that were just buried not healed. " I am going out" they paid no his to me. Well, let me go. Lisa just sat there, drinking her ass out, well Clara had dashed after her baby. "Mona" I let my hand slide to her face.

My sisters won't miss a chance to bully me. I'm the only one among my sisters that doesn't have a car, a good apartment, a good earning job and most of all a boyfriend. But I did. I did have a boyfriend three months ago but my sister Wendy stole him from me. Well, she didn't steal him, she was the one the scumbag had wanted from the beginning.

* * Present * * “My sister died that day and till date, I’ve not really been able to stop missing her. We were so close, always found moving together when it wasn’t school or work time” Ken fought back tears as he narrated the story to Anita in his car. Anita placed a palm on his shoulder, she stared into his eyes as she thought of what to say to him. What bothered her most was that her plan hadn’t worked out, she wouldn’t have allowed them to meet each other if she had any idea that they were enemies.

"I was a little shocked when I first saw Allison, I have to admit. I was expecting a blond girl from Scandinavia." "Sorry. I was born in the San Fernando Valley. Never been out of California in my life." "Sadie, Allison, and Jenn are sisters. Allison was raped a few months ago, and the baby is the result. She lost her job. Since I am who I am and was already in love with Jenn, we took her in. Now, we needed a bigger house, so here we are." Sadie looked at Allison and said, "I hope you got the bastard arrested!"

I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

No more worrying about who might be the killer. But all I felt was cold. --- At noon, I finally stood up. My legs were stiff, my back aching from sitting on the hard floor. I walked to the window and looked out at the campus. Students crossed the quad in groups, laughing, talking, holding hands. The lake glittered in the distance, blue and calm and innocent. The lake where my sister died. The lake where someone held her under until she stopped fighting. I pressed my palm to the glass. "I'm sorry, Alice," I whispered. "I'm sorry I couldn't do this alone."

I wondered why his mother was yet to show up, they made it seem like this was some sort of distant house where one had to wait for a long while before they showed up. "No. Casey and Yvonne are my other sisters but they are way older, married and live with their husbands now. "Oh, I see." I said. I opened my mouth to raise a new question but a tall woman appeared through the doorway his sister had gone into. It explained his height instantly and the striking resemblance could not be dismissed. She looked extremely happy to see her child seated there. She put on a huge grin before turning to look at me. "Caramel dear?" She blurted, a bit of doubt edged into her sentence.