Stop Sister Novels & Stories

She might be a bit of trouble. “James lives near me now, actually,” That woman steps back. I think she’s getting it. Like when you go to the pet store and pick the cutest rabbit just to go back and get its last sibling because you feel bad. Lily told me they’re not too fond of their children over five. I’m starting to see that. Probably thinks I’m a saint just for talking to her. “He said he misses you,” Sasha looks up. Red in the face. Wet with tears. Snot on her upper lip. “He said that?” I reach forward. Wipe at her lip with the heel of my sleeve. I’ll wash it later.

“System, help me! Help me now! I don’t want this—” In that moment, I heard the system let out a helpless sigh. “Host, whose lifespan are you planning to trade this time?” “This one will cost… quite a lot.” … Overnight, those videos truly vanished without a trace, as if none of it had ever happened. Even when I asked the influencer, she looked confused. “What? When did I post those videos? “No, I’ve only just finished a rough cut. I haven’t even added effects yet.” Just as I was about to call her, I received a call from the police.

Stella frowned. She knew what Anna did was wrong, but Anna was her daughter. How would she abandon her. "I would prefer it if you don't come at all," her father scoffed. "Don't listen to him. You can come with us," Stella informed. "From today henceforth, you don't have a daughter anymore, I never wanted you both as my parents but fate was very cruel and it's still cruel to me, goodbye mom, don't look for me" Anna said and hung up.

She pushed the door open and walked in, circling the flower racks. "These aren't bad. Wrap me up a bunch." "Not for sale." "You run a flower shop and don't sell flowers?" She snapped a photo of the flower rack with her phone and posted it online, captioned: Stopped by someone's shop. Flowers are nice. The person, not so much. Then she looked up at me. "He wants to call off the engagement now. Once my family pulls our investment, the Whitmore Group is finished. Happy now?" "That's his business. Nothing to do with me."

But when I thought about the life I had imagined after leaving, one where I would raise that baby on my own, it still made my heart ache. Once Madre Greco confirmed that I was fine, she let me go. She handed me a card before I left. "A new identity has been arranged for you. There are 50 million dollars in this account, and the property in Newick is already under your name. Live peacefully from now on. If anything ever happens, come to me." I nodded and boarded the plane without hesitation. … After arriving in Newick, I rested for a few weeks before taking a job at an art school near my villa. When I wasn't teaching, I traveled and visited the beautiful places I had missed for years.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

"Now you have grown up and you become strong. What's the point of staying in the X city like this? I am sure Rene must be told you that he and Sophia were getting married next month. If you stay here, not only you will destroy their relationships but also suffer!" Destroy their relationship? "Aunty, I think you have some kind of misunderstanding!" Stella looked at her and questioned. "After I come back, I didn't even take the initiative to see Sophia, How could I destroy their relationship?"

"Are you leaving Balmora, Ms. Rivers? Do you suppose you'll be back someday?" "No, I'm leaving for good." There was nothing more for Stacy in this city. She gave the place one last, long look, then headed downstairs, and hailed a taxi to the airport. Before taking off, the stewardesses went up and down the aisles, reminding passengers to switch off their phones. Stacy sent a final message to Joseph. [I heard what everyone was talking about at that party.] [Hatred is born from affection, but I no longer hate you as much, these days. I suppose that means I don't love you anymore.]

“How about I take you out for dinner tonight to make it up to you?” “Sounds like a deal. FYI, her membership is being terminated as we speak, and she will be banned from the premises. You won’t have to worry about running into her any longer,” Arianna beamed. “That’s wonderful, Ari. I love that they take care of their staff here,” Pierce complimented while he tenderly massaged her smooth calf. “I’ll also take you to get a restraining order after work in case Stella tries any funny business.” “Whatever you think is best, Pierce,” Arianna agreed.

My sister lied and accused me of cheating right in the middle of the college entrance exam, all to snatch my guaranteed spot in college. My results were voided, and I was banned from taking the exam for life. "I don't want her to stray from the straight and narrow…" My sister cried in front of the cameras, as if she were the victim here. Then, she took the acceptance letter from a famous college that should've been mine. She also stole my boyfriend and told everyone they were an official item. Eventually, she got her happily ever after. Meanwhile, I got into a car crash on my way to the precinct to clear my name and died a horrible death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the ex