Spying Sister Changing Novels & Stories

My blood ran cold. “Nothing worked,” she muttered, pacing again. “She promised to fix things with my mother. I believed her.” Her laughter returned, sharp and broken. “I divorced Liam. It was her wish. And she made Dante choose her.” She pointed at her chest. “And it was my wish.” I stared at her, unable to recognize the sister I grew up with. “Brother,” she murmured dreamily. “You felt it too, didn’t you?” Her eyes glazed over. “Her aura. The way she speaks. The way she handles business.” She smiled faintly. “I’ve been stalking her for years.”

I slept in a cold shed and never even knew things like radios existed. 'But why does she call Daniel ugly and fat behind his back? Why does she say Mom and Dad are cheap? If I were in her place, I would treasure every bit of this.' With these thoughts, I lowered my head and looked utterly heartbroken. "Daniel, you're back?" Just then, Victoria's excited voice rang in my ears. Seeing my brother's ashen face, a trace of satisfaction flashed across her eyes. "This is our sister who was just brought back home. From now on, I'll definitely treat her well. I can share whatever I have with her!" Victoria bounced over and clung to Daniel's arm, acting cute while spouting endless sweet words.

Nine minutes more," Lydia reminded. Jade took in a deep breath with her eyes closed and exhaled. "Okay then. You want to go all out, fine." The moment Jade opened her eyes, her hair colour changed from brown to white and so did her eyes from brown to silver. A smile formed on Lydia's face before she changed too. Her hair changed from black to red and her eyes from brown to green. Simon's eyes widened when he saw the sudden changes in the sisters. He swallowed a lump in his throat painfully as he began to shiver from fear.

It wasn’t done assessing me, but it was already 38 degrees. Instead of eating, I followed her around the room, but my sister was trained to move fast, walking to the bathroom, taking a quick shower, and changing into my floral blue summer dress. My sister was indeed the master of disguise because after pulling her hair into my usual ponytail style and putting on light makeup to her face and earrings, hiding the tiny mole on her earlobe, I knew I was looking at myself. “Frank would know it’s you,” I whispered. “Then, let’s hope it won’t happen.” She chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t let him touch me. He’d definitely know because my boobs are bigger than yours.”

My lips tugged up even more. Agreeing to call a girl. Fuck. That. That was an amateur move. “Well played,” she whispered in my ear before stalking past me, making sure her tits brush my arm. Her hard, fake tits. I prefer real. The bathroom door opened and I looked up straight into the eyes of . . . my little sister. Leah took a deep breath and held her hand up at me, touching two fingers to her temples. Her ponytail swung as she shook her head. “Aw, hell no. I am not going to think about the fact that I just helped one of my best friends out of Spanx so she can fuck my brother.”

She raised her chin in what looked like defiance, but was really an act of fortification for herself over what was to come, while their lustful eyes consumed her. “I’m first, this time,” Jeremiah muttered. “Tell me more about what you need,” he said as his lackeys stood so close behind her that she could feel their body heat on her back. “Not another clean up, I hope.” “I told you,” she grumbled. “My sister is missing and I need you to find her. Time is of the essence.” “It seems an odd thing for Sybil to send you to us to find a missing person. We usually work on more delicate and dire cases such as the one we just did for you. What is it about your sister being missing that makes it so

But being a chameleon she was, I just shrugged it off and smiled as a response to her questions even though my eyes still closed, I can feel her stares at me. And actually I have no plans in answering her curiosity, that’s why I got up from lying in the sun lounger to show off to my sister my beautiful body curves, I am just wearing a red two-piece bikini that really looks amazing to me even though it is almost nothing to cover my body parts but it is still decent to look at especially I am the one wearing the fabric. And when I faced my older sister, I noticed the envious look on her face, and the irritation she felt when she saw my young and fresh beautiful sexy body. Well, I think she can

I asked her, raising one eyebrow. "Isn't that the guy from yesterday? During the truth or dare game?" I couldn't help but gasp. I never assumed she would have paid that much attention to his identity. "So?" I rolled my eyes playfully. "I never knew you two knew each other personally." She stepped out of her previous white shirt and brown shorts, changing into a similar outfit of a black shirt and white shorts. I brought my voice to a low whisper, careful of nearby eavesdroppers. "Well, remember my sister's boyfriend that I told you I had feelings for?" I stated.

[I've been reborn? Hahaha! This time, Kayla's stroke of fortune will be mine!] Gleeful cackles seemed to ring in my ears. I opened my eyes in a daze and found myself back at the familiar orphanage. Clarissa Smith, my sister who'd stabbed me to death in my previous life, was eyeing me with a sly grin. [This time around, you can spend your life in an academic hellhole, Kayla, while I enjoy having more money than I could ever spend without having to lift a finger.]