Taboo Sister Novels & Stories

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God.

"And that's my friend in there, I'm sure she'll help me out, when you return everything will be okay, Tabby said and Mel made her back to school, though she was doubtful of her sister, she could not win against her. "What are you willing to do to change your miserable life? I can get your mother treated at the best hospital ever and your sister catered for all through her senior school to college to a good job, a princess life,’ Tessa said to her once Tabby returned. "You know what Tessa, I could give away my life if it would get my mother treated and get me out of this misery, I wanted to give them a good life but I failed,’ Tabby said bitterly as tears welled up her eyes, she had been hold

she corrected leaving Jasmine speechless. "Ladies, if you don't mind?" She asked as the girls began to leave the room leaving Jasmine and Tommy's sister alone, "I'm sorry, Tommy never mentioned having a sister," she said as Tommy's sister smiled, "My brother is very protective of me and to keep me safe, he has to keep my existence a secret," she said as Jasmine nodded, "But you're here today," she said as Tommy's sister nodded with a proud smile on her face, "My baby brother is getting married today, and I wanted to meet my sister, hey, I'm Tamara," she said as Jasmine smiled, "Nice to meet you, Tamara, I'm Jasmine," she said before they embraced each other.

"What the fuck is going on?" Hillian closed the door and locked it. He then turned to me calmly. "I have a twin brother. Our father doesn’t interact with him much, complicated family shit. When our mother died he was disowned for the way he was living. He’s reckless and stupid. But he’s still my brother." The man with the lighter hair stepped forward. His voice was deeper than Hillian’s. "Robin. That’s me." I could not stop staring at him, my brain kept trying to process two of them standing in the same room. Hillian walked closer and then dropped to his knees right in front of me. He took my hands.

My body still hasn't fully recovered. I told myself it was all worth it. And now, I find out that just as I got pregnant, my husband was already crawling into bed with his own brother's widow. Disgusting. 'System... can I take my daughter with me?' [No. That would violate the laws of this world.] I was silent for a long time. Finally, I replied, 'Then take me out.' The system flickered. [Protocol initiated. Countdown: 24 hours.] Harvey was watching me. He softened his voice.

Zachary really didn't care so much. “And you want to pass up a chance to help your sister over some dude who could be right across town, now, with his dick teasing some bitch’s clit? Girl, please!” Allison didn't like to talk about Zachary, hell, she didn't even like to look at him; he annoyed her. Irina wanted to protest and defend him - AGAIN - but she remembered what happened the last time she did that and decided to let it slide before a plane would crash in and kill her and Allison.

“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’

He hadn’t called me that since I was fifteen and still naïve enough to believe Liam saw me as just a sister. My phone buzzed again. “You’re going to have to explain this. In person.” I wanted to hide. Bury myself. Leave the country. But this was Liam. Tall, dark, cocky Liam who always walked around shirtless after gym workouts, who always flirted too close to the line. The same Liam who’d once whispered into my ear at a party, “If you weren’t my stepsister…” I shook the memory out of my head.

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.

I couldn't explain why I was smiling, especially after everything that had happened, but apparently kissing Adrian had left me with a problem I wasn't ready to examine. The next morning, I was back in heels, the wig itching against my scalp and a dress Ava had personally picked out clinging to me in all the wrong places. She had insisted it would ‘make him find you attractive,’ which was a strange thing for my sister to say when she was talking about her own outfit. I stepped out of Adrian's car as we pulled into his compound and stared up at the massive house. It was the same place we'd visited when we signed the contract, but standing there now felt completely different.