Sung Jin Woo Sister Novels & Stories

As she rose, Rhee Min-Jun caught up to the group. "I didn't find him," he paused and let his eyes examine Hae Mina. "Hello?" Hae Mina gave another gentle bow, "Hello. I am Hae Mina. I'm Jae-Woo's sister. "Hae Mina knows where he is, so I'll have her take me there. You guys get to the limo and get to the concert. I'll bring Hae Jae-Woo there soon. Hae Mina," he opened the door.

He looked at me after hearing what I said, his face telling me not to say those words even after I did. “I don't understand how... why?” Mom suddenly said. “You two are supposed to be siblings.” "Step-siblings. We are not related by blood, only by papers and it doesn’t matter," Eun-woo explained. “Eun-woo, both of you would look weird in the eyes of others–” “How about having three wives?” Eun-woo began to question him. “Isn’t that weirder?” “You moron!” Mr. Woo-jin was about to smack him but my mom stopped him.

It was tormenting to think about the fact that she had actually done something that despising all for a man. "Caramel is here." I announced to my parents while they craned their heads at us. I had intentionally ignored making mention of the male figure. My mother rushed to her feet to stand in front of Caramel. She gripped her shoulder and began to shake her like there was no end to her troubles. "Why would you do that to your own sister? My mother wailed, "what got into you? How could you let yourself be blinded by lust? What happened to the love and bond I trained you to share with your sisters?" She cried, not faltering with her action.

I can continue this life without you. I opened it and covered my mouth as sobs escaped my lips. Eula... Congratulations, bitch! I'm so proud of you! I saw what you did on your illusions and I am very thankful to know that you still think of me even when I'm not around. I'm so sorry if ever you're reading this with a heavy heart. Always remember that I love you to the moon and back. You're my only sister, my best friend, and let's include the daughter too, haha!

Just as her palm was about to descend, a voice from the doorway barked, "Stop! Lay a hand on her, and I'll chop off your hand." Her arm froze midair, and she stepped back instinctively. A few bodyguards barreled in, pushing the servants aside and forming a protective circle around me. I saw who had come and, despite everything, couldn't help a rueful smile. My brother hurried over, sizing me up. When he saw the wound on my forehead, he turned grim and shouted at everyone in a dark, furious voice, "How dare you all bully my sister?!"

I intendedly said that with sarcasm. “Ouch,” she pretended like she really hurt inside. “Didn't you miss your twin sister?” I chuckled and shook my head. “How can I miss the woman who has the same face as mine? The only difference we have is our hair color,” I mentioned and tilted my head. Bria Barbara, my twin sister. I was serious when I said that the only difference we have is our hair color. Why? Her hair is orange that goes well with our milky smooth skin, while my hair is just a simple brown hair.

Sebastian Greenfield. That's the only thing Killian has been hearing since last night and the person who is talking about Sebastian Greenfield is none other than his sister. Now, Andrea Price is anything but a fangirl. It's easier to find her in a ring wrestling with someone than to have heart eyes for random boys, at least, that's how she has always been till now. He is baffled at this new side of his sister. However, there is another feeling that is overpowering all of his senses. Annoyance. He is annoyed beyond limit by now, wanting Andrea to stop talking about that boy already.

I had thought she was bluffing until murderous intent glinted in her eyes. Retreating desperately, I tried to reason. "I've never wanted to compete with you. Can't we just coexist peacefully?" But she was too far gone to listen. "My dear sister, I'll honor your memory after you're gone. After all, no one has ever truly loved you." Blood dripped from my wounds as I gawked at the blade protruding from my body—wielded by my sister. I started to question my life's worth. What in the world was real?

As she delivered her greeting clearly without her gaze wavering just like she practiced, Hyo-jin whispered beside her. “As expected, perfect.” Next, led by Hyo-jin's hand, Hyeon-sin moved through the mansion's interior while revealing a heavy presence. “Dad!” This time, they headed to Ju Jeong-hun, chairman of JJ Group. At the voice of his one and only precious daughter, Ju Jeong-hun immediately wore a bright smile. “This is my boyfriend LF's younger sister, S.” “Aha, LF's younger sister—you look so much alike that I would know even without being told. Nice to meet you, pretty young lady.”

I softly hum along to the tune, not wanting to give away that I don’t know any of these songs. I pull my phone out of my pocket and put it on silent. Dean looks at me and smiles, still singing along with the crowd. I lean closer to his ear. He bends slightly down to hear me. “You know, this feels like stabbing my sister in the back, and it sucks because she’s always looked up to me.” I shout into his ear. He moves his arm from around me. “I’m sorry. But, I’m just trying to get over her.” He says.