Spying Sister Changing Novels & Stories

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

She said as she rolled her eyes She shot CJ a glance . "Next time, don't underestimate me because I am capable of doing anything, I am even capable of hurting you.. I don't care who you are " She said "and also the real Jasmine is dead, the new Jasmineis now known as Suzy, I came into this house to find out something but you.. You Anna ruined it " She said as she glared at me If Suzy is CJ sister then why did she claim that Eric is her brother Eve's POV I woke up to the sound of the dripping water. Somebody

You're not much of a man, Howard. Howard's face darkened as he barked, "Daniella, are you that eager for this family to fall apart? Bianca's family isn't well-off, and they can't afford his treatment. You've had their son all these years, so shouldn't you help them? She's your sister!" "Howard, please stop," Bianca whimpered with tears in her eyes, playing the perfect victim. Just a few weeks ago, she had been stealing from me like a hardened criminal. Now, she was the picture of delicate innocence.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

My heart twisted painfully at the thought, and I hated how easy it was for Helena and our mum, Margo, to manipulate me into this. They wanted me to be a good sister. To be selfless. But no one ever saw the toll it would take on me. No one could see what I was really giving up, what I had already given up. Hunter was my boss. I had worked for him for four years. I had seen him fall for my sister, even as I stood there, watching it happen, pretending it didn’t crush me a little every time. I had watched them grow closer, watched their love bloom, while I quietly stood by, always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

She continued, voice gentle but firm, the way only a younger sister who had watched you break could speak. “The sister I know would never let herself stoop that low. You were pushed away and fired from your former team… he didn’t even fight for you. And you…” She took a slow, careful breath, the kind the doctors had taught her. “You changed my hospital to somewhere closer without his knowledge. And…” She paused, eyes flicking to my neck before meeting my gaze again. “I saw the picture of him and another girl going viral.” “Lily…” “Anita,” she said softly, using the name that took my mind straight to William.

My sister was truly alive and back home where she belonged. “How come? How did you manage to sneak her out?” I asked the two spies. “We didn’t, sir. We had been in the Silver claws pack house for a while, watching for her activity, and we did find her and were planning to bring you feedback until we saw her packing her things to leave. We approached her and told her you sent us, and then we offered to bring her home.” “Thank you,” I told the spies, patting my sister’s head which lay on my chest. “Go and meet the treasurer to collect your payment.”

From the top of the stairwell, I could hear my family talking. I took my time. If they didn’t know I could hear, they might just keep saying things that could be valuable to my investigation. My mom’s voice carried up the stairs. “We had always heard that Transformation was extremely painful, but now I guess they have some new method or something, and it’s not so bad? Is that right, or was Aaron just trying to make us feel better?” There was that word again. I knew for a fact now that my sister had undergone some sort of procedure, something that had altered who—or what—she was. The proof was in the blur I’d seen as she made her way to the house. And now my mom was confirming it.

“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.