Novel & Cerita Sorry Sisters

In this life, I would make Andon watch as I became his sister-in-law. Early the next morning, I walked out of the east wing. I was a little pale, as I had not slept for the entire night. I walked over to the entrance of the main wing and bumped into Andon and Sasha. He was awake, and Sasha was holding on to his arm affectionately. There was a smug look in her eyes. She was startled when she saw me, but she immediately flashed me a disdainful smile. "Well, if it isn't our benefactor. It's only been a night since we met. Why does your complexion look so terrible?"

Do I have to die? [Mitchell, am I never going home again?] Mitchell's hands trembled violently, his face drained of all color. His shoulders shook as he finally broke down, his cries echoing through the room. "Nora… What the hell did I do? What have I done to my sister?" - On his way to the hospital, Mitchell received a call from a friend.

The girls looked like sisters of friends; they giggled girlishly and waved their hands in their hair. “Hello handsome,” one said. “Hello handsome!” the other one said and then fell on me. The first one drew her back into herself with a chuckle. “Forgive my sister. This is how excited we get when we see someone handsome and we can’t help it, you know?” “You’re drunk,” I said to her. “And so? We want to fuck you; that’s sane enough.” I was so confused and lost. “What?” “I mean, if you aren’t into the both of us, you can just take me.” the sister started to protest and the first one immediately added: “If you’re into the kinky shit, you should take the both of us. Most men like us together at a

All three girls were now crying while my brothers didn't even care, and on the other hand I was shocked to know all my brothers were mated to Michael's sisters, the same girls who ruined my childhood. “You guys can't do this! You can punish me instead but not my sisters. They have done nothing to deserve your hatred." Micheal pleaded but Santiago scoffed. “They ruined our sister's child hood and you expect us to forgive them? Not a chance!” “But we apologised to her right? Victoria I mean Sarah remember?” “I know you didn't mean it.” I crossed my arms looking at Jasmine. “We will apologise right now.” All three girls came and knelt at my feet with tears in their eyes.

I was supposed to be the hopeless romantic marrying into high society, but my younger sister couldn't stop copying everything I did. When I tried on wedding dresses, she tried them on too. When I put on diamond rings, she wore them too. When I called Elliot my fiancé, she turned around and called him the same. Until one day, I overheard a conversation between her and Mom. "If your sister refuses to marry him, you can take her place. The position of Mrs. Fitzgerald shouldn't go to someone else." I smiled. After all, I had been lying to them, with zero intention of marrying Elliot. Trying on wedding dresses was just to make her jealous. Wearing diamond rings was to set the bait. Even havi

I mumble, and she gives me a small smile. "The Lord calls for us to forgive and love our neighbor. Everyone sins, honey. My grandson knew that you needed help, so no matter what sin your sister has done, he called us," Terri says while wiping a tear that I missed. "Tell us our marching orders. We are your worker bees," a pregnant brunette says with a smile, and I giggle.

Lara, “I am fighting with them not for you but because they are wrong and doing wrong with you. They have to treat you like us, like the daughter of this home.” Sia’s eyes became teary because it was the first time she cared for her. Lara again, “And I am regretting because I did very wrong to you and you still helped me and saved me from that rapist and pervert boyfreind of mine.” Sia, “I will always help you and Daina if i would be capable of that after all you and Daina are my sisters.” “Now, Please let me go, your sister Daina is angry with me, let me convince her.” Lara said to her desperately.

I hated how my body was lighting up like a fucking Christmas tree while I tried to sound like the confident bitch everyone expected. Marcus was watching me the whole time, eyes locked on my face, that smug look growing darker. He typed something on his phone without looking down. A second later my own phone buzzed quietly in my blazer pocket. I couldn’t check it. I kept going, voice breathier than I wanted. “Sisterhood is about trust. About knowing your sisters have your back no matter what dirty secrets—” I caught myself, swallowed hard “—no matter what challenges come up.”

Wiping her tears, he continued, "Only three days left. Everything will get back to normal and you will be fine. Until then, I want you to stay strong, Catty. Please. Don't lose hope." "Ethel is right, Catty." Said Reno. "Let's finish what we came for, and let's get the hell out of here together!" Erica, Alicia, Melissa, and Patricia joined their hands together. Catty smiled seeing them and joined in. "We sisters got this! Let's finish this once and for all. And-" Something was bothering her. She paused, giving her sisters a look of sorrow.

“You told me you had no guns in your world.” The suspicion in his voice cut her to the core and she whipped around, ready to give him an appropriate tongue-lashing . . . and then she was in his arms, torn with dry sobbing. “I’m sorry, little sister,” he whispered. “Sorry you had to see this.” The howling suddenly stopped, and the silence was as loud as a scream. Andrei pointed to the nearest watchtower.