Spying Sister Changing Novels & Stories

He washed his hands, sanitized, and took the spoon right out of my hand, shoving me aside with his hip. "I'm trying to win you over. I can't just talk a big game and do nothing. That's not how this works." My employee had already retreated to the back room. I sighed. "Look. I'm really not interested in dating anyone right now. You should probably stop trying." He didn't answer. The wind chimes rang again. I turned toward the door. At first, I didn't see anyone. Then my gaze dropped lower. I saw a cute little girl with pale skin and chubby cheeks. The moment she saw me, her eyes crinkled into happy little crescents.

“Sister, what if she steals Dark from me? I don’t want to send them away because I owe them the fact that you have found me. I also feel sorry for her, and I don’t want her to go back to a bad job.” Cherry bowed her head, crying. She can’t meet Trisha’s gaze and is nervous that she might discover her to be an impostor. Trisha sadly patted her sister’s palm. She is also wondering about her sister’s behavior, but she just thinks it’s because she doesn’t remember anything. Her sister was really kind, but her attitude was different when she had been grabbed by something.

All the while Imogen acted like we had never met. “Anything else Luna Freya?” she asked, spraying me with a sickeningly cloying rose perfume. “How is your sister? Heard from her yet?” I asked, hoping she would give something away, Except I was the one to gasp as her iris flickered from gold to aqua. Both sisters had gold to orange eyes before surely? Still smiling Imogen allowed her changed irises to proudly flicker, for her wolf to be present between us. Livi stayed still, brimming beneath the surface but I felt my fingernails tingling, ready to swipe should this tiny little bitch try anything.

said Amy. “Yes! So, make sure he doesn’t notice that you’re not Amy,” said Eliza, puffing angrily at Stella. "Wait until the morning to tell him that you're Stella." She walked over to Stella and continue smiling with a wicked grinned, "Who stole her precious sister's place." Stella gasped at her mother's schemes. Stella's stepmother chuckled. "But by then he already slept with you. And there is nothing he could do about it." “Maybe you can become his mistress and you be able to live a rich life, supporting us for once," said Amy, grateful that it wasn't her who is sleeping with Mr. Whitmore.

“If you had any backbone, you wouldn’t come back after leaving! “Now you’re still dreaming of returning to the pack and competing with Rose for her position. You’re truly shameless!” Leon’s words instantly caused everyone to look at me differently. “I thought Claire came back to care for her sister. I didn’t expect her to come back to steal her sister’s happiness. “Good thing Alpha Leon loves Rose.” The surrounding discussion made Rose’s eyes redden. She generously stood in front of me again. “Please don’t say that about Claire. After all, she’s my sister.”

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.

Mom and Jorge's scheme was full of flaws. Diana had been living with Henry under my name and identity so as to keep him from noticing anything unusual. He probably did not even know about the existence of such a plan all these years. But if I were to go to Henry, all of their lies would fall like a house of cards. However, I never went to look for Henry. Diana was my younger twin sister. If she was happy, then I was delighted too. I always believed that we should treat each other with sincerity. Since Diana was my younger sister, it was only natural that I give in to her demands.

"We are not in that phase." “You will,” Daniella squeezed my hand. “He will always get what he wants. You've turned his world upside down, and driven him crazy." Her twinkling eyes were full of honesty and told me it was the real thing. "In the end you will be here, not your sister." Holy shit, this is so ridiculous.

I probe. I am acting like I am talking to my best friend, not my sister. It seems like I have forgotten that I am even talking to my sister. What is wrong with me? I just want to have a normal conversation with my sister, and here I am, acting like this. Sarah nibbles on her bottom lip, lifting her shoulder in a half shrug. "So, are they lying or not? Is it true that you have been hanging out with Aiden? Is it true that you have been spending time alone with him?" She questions, firing the questions at me, one after the other.

"Elena!" A gut-wrenching scream cut through the street noise. I turned my head. A walking corpse knelt ten meters away, held back by three of my bodyguards. Matted hair. Sunken cheeks. The dark, bruised eyes of a junkie. It was Bella. "Elena!" she struggled, trying to get to me. "Look at me! Look at what I've become!" I watched her, my face a blank mask. "I don't know you." "You don't know me?" Bella let out a sharp, cawing laugh. "Elena, I'm your sister! Your beloved Bella!"