The Better Sister Spoilers Novels & Stories

The plate in her hand slipped slightly before she steadied it. For reasons she couldn’t explain, a chill ran down her spine. The air felt heavier. As if something had shifted. As if a decision had been made without her knowledge. Across the city, in a mansion guarded by iron gates and armed security— Two powerful brothers were preparing to reopen a seventeen-year search. They had no idea. The wrong girl was preparing to become their sister. And the real one was washing dishes.

"From now on, having me as your only sister will be enough. I'll replace Cynthia and take good care of you and Tom." "Enough!" Joseph violently shoved her away, the force making Sarah stagger backward several steps. "Why do you have to be so vicious?" Sarah's smile froze. "I... I don't understand what you're talking about..." "I saw everything on Cynthia's phone!" Joseph roared. "How long are you going to keep pretending?" I looked at Sarah, trying to find guilt or fear on her face. But Sarah smiled fearlessly. "So what? Are you going to blame your real sister for that fake now?"

Then Selene was guided before the stone seat. Her face was pale, and Theron’s hand rested behind her shoulder where every clan could see protection and only she could feel pressure. “My sister has always known how to make others serve her,” she said. “What she built in Frostbrook may only be revenge. She hates me for becoming the Blessed Female, and she hates that Theron, Darius, and Lucan chose me.” I took the thin hide from the bone box and held it out across the fire. “Then say it again under the Beast God’s seat.”

Hiram looked at his grandfather with pure astonishment in his eyes and replied, “I am so confused by my sister’s behaviour, Grandpa. I asked her this morning if she was dating anyone, but she told me that she was still too young to date.” Then Hiram turned to his mother and asked, “Do you think my sister has been harbouring a crush on Ziva’s brother, Mom?” His mother shook her head and replied, “I honestly have no idea. Your sister has never breathed a word about him to me.” The once harmonious atmosphere dissolved into a thick, palpable awkwardness the moment the birthday girl fled the dining room in tears. In Vivica’s bedroom, she was sitting on the bed sobbing. She wiped her tears and dia

Maya said gently, her hand on his arm. He wrenched away from her, moving back to Helena’s bedside. He took her hand in his. “Helena,” he said, his voice breaking. “Helena, please.” I couldn’t watch. I turned away, pressing a fist to my mouth to hold back the scream building in my throat. My sister was dead. My beautiful sister was gone. And the last thing—the very last thing… anyone would have thought would happen. A harsh sob tore from Hunter’s throat, the sound so raw… it hurt to hear.

"Well, you're going to love Chicago. I promise you. I've been to campus too already. It is an absolute dream, Hailee. Everything you need is a walk away." I smile as Dean rambles on about the campus. In the midst of leaving my family behind, at least I have him. I haven't heard from Lisa or said anything since our last conversation. She's been deliberately ignoring me these past few months and it hurts me that we've moved apart and that she won't tell me what the problem is. Honestly, I could guess what the root of it is. But I never forgot about her. Hopefully one day she'll come around. I'm glad Halsey is speaking to me again. Leaving knowing my sister wants nothing to do with me would hav

She knew she wouldn't be able to keep the tears from her eyes with what she was going to say next. “And honestly the reason I came to this city and left all the great things in New York behind is because I love my sister. I want to be closer to her and her family. But something bad just happened to us. My sister and I— Rebecca, just had an accident three days ago. Rebecca—” Tears fell down her cheeks. Blakely's throat tightened. She could barely continue her words, but Antonio gave her a gentle rub on her shoulder which made her stronger.

I was invited to the Blue Star Hotel as a guest for her birthday party. My sister Mary and I went to the party; she is an attention seeker. Wherever I go, she follows me. Before, I thought it was protectiveness; later, I understood it was her cunningness to look better than me in order to lure a handsome guy. I've never liked Susan just because my sister told me that she is bad and poisonous. Susan Knight is none other than the one and only little sister of Daniel Knight. I hope it is easy to recognize Susan; it's her whom I killed by poisoning, thinking that she was bad, but she always loved me and treated me as her little sister.

Vicky slipped her phone into Ariel’s hand, her smile triumphant. “Watch this, my princess. This is what I caught.” Ariel pressed play, her face darkening with each word. Anna’s voice filled the room—scheming, deceiving, and then that final blow: “my lovely sister.” Ariel’s eyes widened, rage flashing in them. “So… they’re even sisters?” Her voice cut like a blade. “Then they’re dead. Both of them.”

I wondered if everyone believed that the White Princess was easy and sweet. My stomach was churning. I didn't care about what other people about think me, but the rumours hit closer to home than expected. A man was killed because I made the mistake of running off with him, and now I was lusting after my sister's fiancé. Her comment touched the right nerve. The girls came out of the bathroom with a fresh fragrance and didn't even notice that I was sitting behind a fragile wall. I leaned against the wall as the past surfaced. The soulless face staring back at me came into my head. Smiling and hopeful before turning into blood.