Novel & Cerita Stories About Sisters

“Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.” Wendy saw that her lies had been exposed, so she grabbed me and whispered, “Ruby, if you refuse to give me anything today, we’ll stay here and haunt you forever. “After that, you’

She remained standing, pressed against the counter like a cornered animal. "Let me tell you a story, Lily. A story about two sisters who hated each other so much that one tried to murder the other, and the other spent sixteen years planning her revenge." "Elena is your sister?" "Half-sister. Same father, different mothers. Although I didn't know that until recently. I thought Elena was just some crazy stalker who'd become obsessed with my family." I laughed, the sound bitter in the quiet kitchen. "Turns out we're more alike than either of us wanted to admit."

"Cynthia was our real sister! You're the fake!" The entitled look of arrogance on Sarah's face instantly froze. Joseph trembled as he picked up the reports from the floor, reading them over and over again. "No... That's impossible..." he muttered, shaking all over. "The sister we lost... The real sister we searched for over ten years..." Thomas' voice was terribly hoarse. "It was never Sarah." He pointed in the direction where my spirit floated. For a moment, I thought he could see me. "It was Cynthia."

replied the moved Queena as she sat at the side. Jasmine gave no verbal reply, and only stared at the sitting girl. Seeing that, Queena then began her tale. “There were once a pair of sisters, twin sisters, to be exact… Both of them were like two peas in a pod, and the older sister was named Chloe while the younger one went by Indigo. The sisters had always had a very good relationship, even from their childhood days. They always enjoyed things together, but also made sure to endure all their misfortunes side by side.”

“It’s my favorite!” I chuckled and got comfortable on the couch, I couldn’t tell them, but I was excited too. I wondered briefly if her stories were as good as the ones her mom told. As Samantha sat on the foot of the bed she smiled. Once upon a time, long long ago. There lived two sisters. They loved each other dearly and day after day they would play and watch the Earth from their castle. For you see, not only were they twins, but they lived on the moon. As years past by and turned into decades which turned into centuries they grew. Each sister loved the Earth so much that they blessed the humans who lived here. Some were granted immortality and eternal youth. Others were given enhanced st

Vladimir's POV Unfortunately, the hunters, their affiliates and the lesser witches were the only ones I’ve been able to bring to ruin. The seven sisters -the ones who had caused the actual destruction- were still in the wind. How generations had been able to evade me for two centuries was still mind boggling. Natural evolution helped them more than anything else. They settled into their new environments and married, changed names, gave birth, divorced or died, making it almost impossible to track them. I found their friends, siblings or children, but never those who had torn my world to pieces. Eventually, I found one sister in Africa. Actually, I found her grave. I’d exacted my revenge on h

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

One by one, I searched through them, and finally, I found the book! This book looked worn. I opened it carefully, afraid to damage it. As I read, the book narrated a story from a very long time ago, about an alpha with twin sisters. The sisters loved each other and shared everything in their childhood, from food to toys and clothes. Everyone thought they would continue like this until old age. Even the sisters believed it. However, fate played its part, and both sisters fell in love with the same man. The man reciprocated the feelings of the elder sister, however, he was mated to the younger sister. Ultimately he abandoned her for the elder sister, rejecting the younger one as his fated ma

Author. The Prestige Institute. The sounds of crickets filled the room where Alicia and Patricia were sitting. They kept thinking about all the possibilities to make things right. One thing these two young vampires had in common was, they always have the same peculiar ideas! Note that! Anything that Patty would say was either planned, or thought but Alicia already! They are sisters. We know that. But even Melissa, Catherine and Erica would envy their sisterhood. Looks like I do too. Today was a whole messed up day. Just like how I explained about what happened in the Heatherhalls and Journey Institute, the similar was going to happen here. Or happened already.

"There was this one time I took him to my college reunion. “One of my classmates started going on about how her sister was the best in the world and that no one could possibly compare. “Well, your brother wasn’t having any of it. He immediately jumped in, arguing that his sister was the best—hands down, no contest." Suzy raised a brow, amused. "Seriously? Over who had the best sister?" "Yep." Evangeline sighed with exaggerated disbelief. "That was the day I learned that men don’t just compete over cars, houses, money, wives, or kids—they also compete over sisters." Suzy burst out laughing, but Evangeline wasn’t done.