The Last Sister Novels & Stories

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

Her eyes seemed puffy and she looked like she was stressed out, "geez calm down, I'm fine, it was too late to return home from the party so I just spent the night out..." "Where?" She frowned at me, her hands still folded across her chest, "because I called Stella around eleven p.m and she said she couldn't find either one of you, you and Daniel." I moved close to her with a frown on my face, "so what on earth are you trying to insinuate?" "Sarah, I'm your sister, you have to always remember that." The way I glared at her, her eyes softened as if she was just properly thinking about it.

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.

She looked at her biological sister, Erica, and pleaded, "Fourth eldest sister, did you see? Please help me say that I didn't push my eldest sister down! It was Emma! It must have been her who made the eldest sister fall!" Erica did see Emily extend her foot to trip Emma, but she didn't see clearly what Emma did in response. The eldest sister was Luna Sandra's heart, and Erica was afraid that even a tiny mistake from her would result in dire consequences. At this moment, she knew that something significant had happened. Her face turned pale, and she hurriedly said, "Eldest sister, Emily didn't do it intentionally..."

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.”

After a few mоnths a shоrt letter сame frоm her: "My dear, this will be the last sign оf life frоm me that reaсhes yоu. I am very siсk, muсh mоre siсk than I was when we were tоgether оn оur last night оf lоve. Baсk then I was sо siсk that physiсal lоve was nо lоnger pоssible fоr me. Yоu shоuld remember me as a beautiful wоman, sо I prevented us frоm lооking at eaсh оther, beсause my appearanсe had alsо сhanged a lоt. Hоwever, I still wanted tо experienсe yоu happily, оnсe again as a last gift fоr yоu and as a thank yоu fоr the wоnderful hоurs we were able tо spend tоgether and as a last reminder fоr me. Sо I asked my sister, whо pi сked me up in Germany, tо dо me оne last favоr.

" Raymond's tone carried a hint of curiosity. That was probably one of the reasons he came. Disgust churned in my stomach. I wanted to kill him with my own hands, but I forced it down. I rose to my feet and looked him in the eye. "If you want to know so badly, I can tell you. Her last message was very simple. She said she discovered a cruel truth. That man was her biological father." My younger sister had known about my parents' plan all along. She was willing to be the bait. However, after Raymond brought her home, she saw a photo. She discovered the horrible truth. She was the daughter of Raymond and my older sister. In despair, my younger sister chose death. My parents couldn't accept it

Emilia *Five years earlier* The last time she saw her sister, they were in a hospital corridor—fluorescent lights buzzing, blood under her nails, their father in a body bag down the hall. “You did this,” her sister whispered. “No,” she’d said. “They did.” But the damage was done.

she chuckled. “ Diane,” I muttered as I held her closer to me, “then please don't die.” “ Do take care of that childish elder sister of yours, she might not be blood, but she is family for real and also try to give that bastard is miserably painful death for my okay,” she smiled her hand still on my cheek,“ Goodbye then dear little sister of mine.” Her last words right before her hands fell right off my face and her breath stopped, breaking me all over.

My sister's phone shows that the last person she was in contact with was Joanne. Based on the timeline, I roughly could tell that Joanne must have invited my sister out, claiming she wanted to meet in a corner to give her a surprise. But instead of a surprise, what awaited her was something more terrifying than a shock—a nightmare and death.