Story Sister Novels & Stories

“That’s why there was so many spelling and grammar mistakes. It took me ages to correct them all. So worth it for the content though.” Mia shook her head. “It’s awful! How could you print something like that?” Brook laughed. “You mean…how could you write something like that?” Mia went to open her mouth but shut it again. However crappy she thought Brook was for publishing it, she had written it. She had poured the bile into those words. And her only reason for doing so was because she’d seen her stepsister sleeping with Ryan. Ryan was Savannah’s boyfriend, not hers. How bitter was she that she couldn’t even deal with that in a healthy way?

'I am the Aiden Knight, a millionaire at 25, among the top ten most eligible bachelors of the year according to Forbes. I can get anything and anyone I want, Except one, that's my step sister. I cannot have the one thing I crave desperately' my stepsister. Our story started in Texas. I went on a business trip to look at one of my restaurants in texas. That's when I saw her, Aria William, my memorable one nightstand. And I didn't know that she is my step-sister.

'How could you not see the venom in her scales? But I wasn't defeated yet. I lifted my head, my lips curving into a dangerous smile—the smile of a villain awakening. I grabbed a handful of mud and rose to my feet, then delivered a sharp slap across her cheek. "How fortunate you are not to know, dear sister, that I too am a venomous serpent. Let me play this story more beautifully than you ever could." Nadira's eyes widened in shock. She stumbled backward, then turned and fled into the mansion, her cries echoing: "Julian! Julian!"

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?”

The last sentence was the key point. Anna was a hopeless romantic. She insisted on marrying Justin, a drunkard. After getting married, she and Justin even stayed and lived off us. My mother disagreed with Anna and Justin being together. However, every time my mother asked them to break up, Anna would become hysterical and even cut her wrists several times. No wonder Anna went to work in Mexican cartel territory this time.

I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

Something felt wrong. I called him again and again. Every call went unanswered. Gripping my umbrella, I ran down the mountain to look for him, constantly trying to reach him by phone. The rain made me stumble repeatedly, soaking me to the bone. Then, I received a message from my sister. Lyra: [You think you can be the Luna? Dream on!] Panic surged through me. Tears stung my eyes as I raced to her house. Just as I reached the doorway, the metallic tang of blood hit me.

“I told you this would happen!” Waitㅡ what?! I struggled to form words. “Wait, I can explain. She's lying!” His mum stepped forward, fury written across her face. “Is it not enough? The havoc and the rumors you've spread against your own sister?!” She seethed, voice harsh. I took a step back, struggling to form words. “Youㅡ That's not what happened, hear me outㅡ she's lying to you all! She cheated on Alpha Orionㅡ”

Natalie It was a humid, sticky evening when I finally decided to confront Noah. The air was thick with the scent of impending rain, and I could feel the tension building within me, mirroring the dark clouds gathering in the sky. The thought of Noah, my estranged boyfriend, living with another girl had been gnawing at me for weeks. What made it unbearable was finding out that the girl was my own sister, Lily. The betrayal cut deep, like a knife twisted slowly in my heart.

With financial stability and a strong professional foundation, she turned down the promotion her boss had offered and instead opened her own studio. Over the next two years, the business grew steadily, eventually becoming a solid success. By the end of her four-year residency requirement, Evelyn met all the conditions for immigration and successfully obtained her permanent residency. When she returned home to finalize the paperwork, she took the chance to meet up with her old friends. Years had passed, and time had left its mark on everyone. But the moment they were together again, it felt just like old times. They could talk about anything. Of course, the thing everyone was most curious abo