The Lovely Sister Novels & Stories

Paris jumped from the carriage running to her excitedly. Everlee ran to meet her as well as she saw her running towards her, too excited. From afar Paris could see Everlee was more beautiful than the day she left. She was like a beautiful white rose no one wanted to touch to ruin. Paris stopped running and gazed at her sister's beauty as she remained to run towards her. She watched her long blonde hair lightened by the sunlight and slowly dancing within the wind. Paris couldn't stop gazing at her beauty. She wished she was as beautiful as her sister.

The doctor continued on to fetch her helpers. Slipping into the examination room, she found Louella lying peacefully on the table. Hearing someone enter, Louella rolled her head to the side and slowly opened her eyes. “Well, if it isn’t my long lost crazy sister,” she said lazily. “How’d you manage to escape the witch burning?” “You and I both know that we’re not true sisters,” Davina said. She was surprised at the amount of anger and hate she suddenly felt. “So, you also know that I’m a powerful witch.”

loveth one of her friends said to my sister Diana. Seems like someone is trying to get herself killed but Diana ignored her I know the trick my sister was playing and if loveth fall she will tear her to pieces Everyone at the VIP section attention was now in us well Maddie and her friend's are from a very wealthy family including Anna and Eva so naturally people will look, But why can't this Maddie of a girl sit her ass down she was really an attention seeker " Am talking to you idiot" loveth said pointing at Diana My sister ignore her again, she didn't know my sister because she saw her sitting with us she wanted to show herself.

"And all these bitchy society wives are dying of envy. You should see how they look at Hunter when he only has eyes for you. Helena never had that hold on him. He hasn't left your side." I glanced at my husband, handsome in his tuxedo as he spoke with a hospital board member. "I'm so lucky it all worked out. I hate that my sister had to die but I couldn't be happier with how my life turned out. Does that make me a bad person?" I said softly. "God, no. Grace you are one of the nicest people I know. That's how you got yourself in this mess to start with." After dinner came speeches, then dancing. Hunter led me to the floor without asking, his hand warm against my back as he pulled me close.

Her coy, deceitful nature repulsed me, yet she clung to me like a shadow. At our graduation party, she deliberately fell down a staircase in front of me. When everyone rushed over, her tearful accusations painted me as a cruel bully. I'd never forget the way Mitchell held her protectively that day, his gaze filled with disappointment, anger, and disdain as he looked at me. "You've let me down. I wish I didn't have a sister like you." But I didn't push her. That day, I waited at home for hours for Mitchell. He didn't come back. He didn't even answer my calls.

Behind her, both Gilbert and Dean's hands patted her gently. "Before meeting you, Nathan used to love my sister. Crystal," Haisley replied then. Loretta looked shocked. "Really?" she asked, unbelieving. Haisley nodded. "Is she as beautiful as you?" she asked again. Haisley shook her head. "What am I compared to my sister?" she said shyly. "My sister and I are clearly very different." She continued. "My sister is a very beautiful woman. She's also kind, friendly, and intelligent." Haisley praised sincerely. Instantly, a cloud appeared on Loretta's face. Haisley quickly added, "But don't worry. My sister is married and has children." Haisley chuckled. Even though she was heartbroken, she didn'

“You better get in that shower pretty lady, you don’t want to be late.” She stands on her toes, and I lean down to meet her at the halfway point. Her lips are as soft as rose petals and I sigh into them. Her body melts against mine for a second until she pulls away “The pretty lady has to get in the shower now.” She teases. We both smile and she turns to the bathroom. “Bye beautiful, I love you.” I say to her with a soft wave. She turns and wraps me in her small arms. “Goodbye,” she squeezes tightly and then whispers “I love you too.”

There they were. Her step-sister, wrapped in the arms of a tall, muscular man, lost in a lewd embrace. Elsa’s stomach twisted. The man’s back… she recognized it immediately. Six months ago, Lily had brought her boyfriend home, and Elsa had dressed as a maid just to catch a glimpse. She only saw his back then but was sure it was him. She might not be good at anything but one thing she had was the talent of memorizing things. She has a good memory.

Lucien smiled, slow, predatory, like a man who'd just won a game I didn't know I was playing. ​"Welcome home, little sister." ​And just like that, my boring, miserable, predictable life exploded into a thousand pieces. ​I should've taken the stairs.

In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters. “What just happened was nothing more than a joke between sisters. This is simply the way we welcome her back.” As she spoke, she unconsciously edged her body closer to Claude. I let out a cold laugh. Rose was trying to recreate the past. Back then, at my banquet with Leon, she had done the same thing. She wore a dress that perfectly accentuated her figure, its color making her look fragile and pitiful. While I left Leon to handle banquet affairs, she seized the opportunity.