Spying On My Sister Novels & Stories

It's possible that they dragged my sister into their world. I'm frightened. My mind is racing with questions. Is she all right? Is my younger sister still alive? I shook my head and attempted to relax. I attempted to examine the photograph that my private investigator had provided. This is the other side of our house's Surveillance camera. Previously, we just had two angles. One is in the rear, so we can't see her face, but we know she's my sister's maid since she's wearing a modified maid uniform. The final perspective we have is on the left side, but we can't see her face.

What if Cadence was perfectly fine and I was the one who had a problem? I decided to move my chair over by the window so I could hear when my sister got home. I knew it seemed like I was becoming just as paranoid as Jack, but I wanted to listen. I peeked through the blinds and noticed nothing unusual. Satisfied that we were not being spied on or infiltrated by vampires, I pulled my cell phone out of my back pocket and flipped through my contacts until I saw my grandma’s name and pressed it.

“I was blackmailed.” Linden snorted. “Yeah, it all comes down to the blackmail, is it? Now that you admitted, we’re not interested to know the rest.” Linden did not show interest as he rose to his feet. Maybe his tactics. He was good at this job. I gave him credit for that. “Wait! Gary is insane. He’s gonna hurt my sister if I don’t do what he says.” “Who’s Gary? Where’s your sister?” “She’s in Queens. Gary Merick Jr. showed me the live feed. Someone has been watching my sister.”

And Lily was now my sister. As I closed my eyes, I felt the gazes peeping again. Through the window, beneath the doors, behind the doorholes, everywhere. The spy was always watching, and it was an alpha spy.

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

I've been spying on my sister for about two months; watching her change her clothes through her bedroom window. I never thought I'd take it any farther than just spying. She is my sister, after all. To me it's just a good way to see some tits, ass and pussy on a regular basis.

Why did he sound like he was about to release a load of secrets? "Then talk. I'm listening,” I urged him, placing my hands on my hips. “I'm not here to hurt you. I’m not here to cause chaos either. I’m here because someone I trust saw something… and it involved you. I felt you needed to know about it even though we aren't really close.” "Who?" I asked, shifting my feet on the floor. "My sister," he said quickly. "She has visions sometimes and the visions she has are never wrong,”

“You’ve been spying on me?” “Monitoring,” July corrected. “Same thing.” July walked over and sat beside me. “You’ve barely left this room.” “I left yesterday.” “For food,” they both said at the same time. “That still counts.” July immediately jumped into the argument. “It doesn’t count.” I picked up a pillow and threw it at her. She let out a dramatic scream before turning to June. “Your sister is trying to kill me.” “Our sister,” June corrected. I couldn’t help rolling my eyes.

“I'm doing everything I can to bring your sister back. I'm not your sister's biggest fan, but you can't deny the fact that I'm trying everything I can to…” “You are?” She cut in, her voice aching with sarcasm. Her eyes were trained on me, and I didn't miss the fury dancing in her eyes. She threw her arms wide, before stepping closer, and I didn't miss the slight shift in her voice. “You shared his bed. He sent you a lovey dovey message, and you let this happen? My sister’s out there, gods know what he's doing to her, and you’re lurking in the shadows, eavesdropping on war councils?”

Many of them are outside like they're watching a drama. "I thought you two split up? Why is he acting like that?" my sister asked me. "I don't know, sis. Jasper is a pain in the ass." I mumbled. My sister and I step out. Our neighbors are gossiping, watching, and filming us at the moment.