Novel & Cerita Taming The Sister In Law

he was my sister’s fiancé. And me? I was just a woman caught in a reckless deal, dancing between logic and temptation. I turned my face away, my breathing short, my head echoing with nonstop warnings: This is wrong. This is insane. Stop, Maya. I pushed against his chest. That bare, warm, solid chest that almost made my thoughts blur. His muscles tensed under my palm, and for a second I hated how my body was more honest than my mind. I needed to step away. I had to.

“Besides, your sister calling right now? Doesn’t that ring any bells? I remember you saying she hated you. That she was the one who pushed your mother down the staircase and put her in a coma. Think about this clearly, baby. She’s calling for something else. You can’t trust her… and I definitely won’t let her come here.” “Maybe she’s changed,” I argued, voice rising. “Zeden, just go out there and get her. There’s no point trying to make me see reason. She’s my little sister—I’m sure she must have learned her lessons by now.” “Amber, no one ever learns their lessons so early if they haven’t suffered enough for their mistakes and bad behavior.” His tone stayed calm but firm, the kind of calm t

“Tina, we are biological sisters. I don’t want to be your enemy. But if you insist on doing this, I really can’t treat you as my sister anymore.” When Tina heard this, she roared in exasperation, “Heh, what a huge joke. If you treated me as your sister, you wouldn’t have snatched my man, let alone everything that belongs to me. It’s all thanks to you that I am in a current state. You ruined my family and ruined my life. Even if I die, I won’t let you have an easy time.” I frowned, “Tina, I advise you not to be so stubborn.”

She hid her illness because she didn't want to spoil the meal. When Sierra grabbed her attention during dessert, Jessie faked a smile. "I'd like to talk to you for a little longer," Sierra said. "I never expected my brother's wife to be this beautiful. You can come to me if he doesn't treat you kindly. I know how to correct his behavior." She smiled, and Jessie smiled back. "If he messes up, sister-in-law, I'll let you know." "Sister only. Jessie, I am now your sister," Sierra said.

"How different, please educate me, that you want to send my sister to jail for murdering someone; hell, what she did was wrong, I know. But we don't know the circumstances; we have to hear her and help her. How can you be so quick to..." "It's not the same. You are Lily, my wife, and she is Samantha; we barely know her. Izzy was the little girl we watched grow; Samantha was picked and bred by wolves." And the last thing I expected was a heavy sting of palms against my cheeks. In all my many years of knowing Lily, I have never annoyed her to the point of where she raised her hands on me. "Lily, you... "You better know what to do, Luca, you better. My sister is not going to jail for any damn t

Bella’s pov “L-Lisa?” My heart thudded against my chest, almost as if it would explode in that instant. I watched my sister stare back at me with that calculating gaze—sharp, intense eyes that said she knew everything. My lips trembled in an attempt to speak; the big words failed me. How was I to explain myself at this point? What could I say to make her believe it wasn’t all me? That I would never do something like that to her?

Warmth suffused her cheeks indicating pleasure, her disinterested expression belied. Carefully controlled. Interlinking his hands before his face, he tapped his lips with his index fingers. Leaning in for a closer inspection. Her lip curled, and a hiss escaped her. Eyes melting to glowing red. Too close, apparently. He reached to catch her chin, but a low growl and the speeding of her breaths, gave him pause. “Brother, I cannot recommend such foolhardy action. She doesn’t savor the touch of men.” Bast drawled. Entering the room, he moved to the other chair by the fire. His comforting company tempering the tenseness building between the two already in the room.

Three maids turned to her at the lady’s voice. “Just helping out.” “Wash your hands and rest. Don’t overwork yourself, remember?” She gave a hesitant smile. “I was bored in my room so I thought I’d help.” “I understand, hija, since BK’s gone, but don’t tire yourself out. BK reminded you not to move much here.” “Okay, Tita—” “Mama, Daphne. Really. Practice calling me Mama, and your husband calls my husband Papa. Okay?”

"Elena, I'm your sister! Your beloved Bella!" People on the street started to gather, whispering. "Is that woman crazy?" "Looks like a junkie…" "Someone should call the police…" Hearing them, Bella grew more frantic. She pointed at me, her voice rising. "Look at her! This woman is wearing a ten-thousand-dollar dress and priceless jewels! But she's a devil! She ruined my life!" "Security," I said to the men beside me. "Please have this woman removed." "No!" Bella suddenly stopped struggling. She looked at me with a strange, calm intensity. "Elena, do you think you've won?"

“My best friend is no longer the virgin mute! I want my mute back!” I had an inkling of what a stranger might think if they came across such a scene. Why was she crying like she’d been betrayed by her lover?! Quickly, I rushed to the door, peeking to make sure nobody had heard anything before locking it. “This is all my fault…” she whimpered, then snapped her head toward me. “No, it’s yours… even if you wanted to get laid, why him? I mean, I did want you to come out of your shell, but not with the man who chose your sister over you!” She glared angrily.