Novel & Cerita The Perfect Sister Book

“Maybe that’s why I need you. You don’t let the chaos win.” She rolled her eyes, trying to deflect all the sweet praise from what he said. “You need me because I’m good at my job. Don’t make it personal.” “It already is,” Roman answered, his voice lower. The air moved between them, the lines she had boldy tried establishing blurring in ways she wasn’t ready to accept. "I am going to rest my head" Ava said closing her eyes immediately as she tried to ruin the weird tension. By morning, Ava’s phone buzzed with hundreds of messages. The article had gone viral, and the damage was spreading. Clara called first, her voice rigid.

“Is it weird to admit that it’s almost…nice to see you like this?” “Nice? Seriously?” “I mean, don’t think I’m enjoying this, but for the longest time I thought…” Dani chewed on her lower lip, clearly realizing she’d already put her foot in her mouth. Being the older sister, I just cocked an eyebrow and waited for her to get herself out of this mess somehow. “You were always so perfect when we were growing up. You had perfect grades. You had the perfect boyfriends. You were gorgeous, tall, and smart. It seemed like you could never do anything wrong.”

she pleaded, but her sister only chuckled. "Wow, how sweet of you sister.... or should I say, Miss Perfect?" Jade blinked, what was going on? She needed an explanation, fast before she got a stroke. What was Jan doing amid her attackers and why does she seem unfazed? Was this Jan's plan to get her out of here, after learning about the scheme she hoped so but then something didn't feel right. She overlooked everything else and walked to where her sister stood. The room was quiet the girls just watched. She wasn't about to let her sister be hurt by these deviled demons. She grabbed her hand and tugged, "Let's get you out of here" she whispered.

I was no where near beautiful than those sisters. After watching Sir Felix, I studied his sister preys next. I sneakily followed each of them around the convent. The Saint Agatha sisters were alike with the Saint Guillermo girls. The book described the preyed girls as innocent, kind, and prim and proper, worthy of being a prey. And Sister Ana, Sister Scarlet, and Sister Veronica were just like that. How could I be this type of person when I was the opposite? I just had to try. I walked out my room after grooming myself. I made sure that I was wearing a clean habit and that I smelled like roses instead of sweat. I even put a little blush on my lips and also on my cheeks. But I had a different

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, My Perfect Mess. My Perfect Mess was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Becca speaks, the format will be as this: Becca ~ “What is there to explain, Matt.”)

But the truth my family was faaaaarrrrr faaaar away from the common family category. My sister was the golden princess, while I, you guess it, was the black princess. She was the blonde straight A's, cheerleader captain, the perfect socialite my mom ever wanted and I was the purple haired dare devil, the emo, the worse socialite my mom ever dreamed of. So yeah.

He said as he walked away after handing me the phone. "Hello Grecia, how are you?" I greeted her as I walked towards my bed. "Hello, sweetheart. I'm doing well. “How are you?” She enquired. Oh, how I missed her voice. “Good. How is your sister doing?" "She's wonderful. I haven't been here in a long time, so things are a little different. I'm hoping to return soon because I've never been away from home for this long, but it appears that it will take some time. As I said before, my sister is undergoing medical treatment, and I needed to be present for her."

In school, we were called the 'perfect sisters'… well, before I ruined it all. My elder sister, Janet Austin was the neatest damsel in the world and was more organized than the library of congress. She always made sure she had the perfect hair, and followed the latest trends. She ensured that she obtained the newest bags and shoes and got the best grades in school. Next in line is Emily Austin… but I'm just gonna skip that and move forward to my genius younger sister, Sandra Austin who more than anything, detests her first name. Sandra is a cute little girl with an extremely ambitious mind and highly-ridiculous goals. Although, she wasn't half as perfect as Janet, her imperfections were over

How did he start hating her this much? “Alfred Anderson has been your sister's crush from childhood, don't you think you were a bit too selfish to want to keep him to yourself?” She asked her voice as cold as ice. “You took away my mother from me, you took my father's heart away from me, you took away my will to live and the one thing I thought I could hold onto, you decided I didn't deserve it. Why? Why are you so cruel?” Selena’s hand slapped her across the face

“I loved my parents. Don’t ever say that. I wanted to be free of my sister. With my parent’s gone, she’s out of control. She should be the one in here, not me.” “Why is that?” “She’s greedy. She’ll do anything to get it all. She wants everything we’ve inherited. Her share and mine.” Davina smirked and gave a slight chuckle. “It’s embarrassing at times.” “Your sister embarrasses you?” “At times.” Davina looked at him quizzically. “Didn’t I just say that?” The timer went off just as he was about to reply. It was like a scene from a high school television show. He picked up his precious pad of paper and stood up abruptly. “That’s the bell. Time’s up. I’ll see you next week.”