The Sister Novels & Stories

She hugged me and said, "Alessia, you're the sister I never had." What a joke. The "sister she never had" was lying on the floor, bleeding out, while she and her precious brother pushed me toward my grave.

Surely he knows my plan will be to take more than just the land from Alpha Jacob. There is a gentle knock on my door and before I give them permission to come in, I already know who it is. She doesn’t give me a chance to respond as she enters before I can utter a word. My sister is at the door, a wide smile on her face when the door swings open, one I never want to see fade. “Alpha Adrian.” She sings like she does every time she wants something. I recently became Alpha and my sister loathes it and cherishes it at the same time.

"Then you..." "My name is Sister X. I am twenty-five years old." The girl's eyes brightened instantly, "Missy, nice to meet you. Your skin looks amazing, and you are really attractive. You hardly appear to be in your twenties." Stella was gathered by other girls who also approached her and said, "Oh, Missy, it turns out you are Channing's older sister." “You have very great looks. Right now, we believed you to be his girlfriend." "Missy, you have amazing family genes. Channing has good looks, and you both look amazing. How jealous I am of you!"

Whispering into the phone, Zak asks, “What does your sister look like? What’s her name?” “Blonde. Slightly taller than me. A ton of expertly applied make-up. Stepford Wives clothing. Perfect manicure. Snooty, holier-than-thou expression on her face. Her name’s Celeste.” Citra does not sound happy at all to have to deal with her sister. Hakeem scoffs with laughter in the link. Described to a “t.” Take it she and her sister don’t really get along.

I almost cried when I realized today was the death anniversary of my late sister Stella. Growing up, my older sister, Stella, always seemed to have it all. She was the golden child, the apple of my mother's eye. While I tried to find my place among the shadows, Stella effortlessly commanded attention. She had inherited our mother's stunning looks and confident demeanor, making her the epitome of their shared aspirations.

"What is Cara doing he-" She never got to finish her statement as all of a sudden, a shorter ebony skinned lady walked towards my sister, pulled her cheeks closer and gave her a befitting kiss on the lips, sucking every breath from my sister.

a familiar voice comes from behind me while I’m lost in my own thoughts and I can’t help but smile and shake my head. “Fuck, the circus is in town,” I say and finish the last of my bourbon before turning around to face my her as she walks toward me. “Did you bring your entire brood again?” Black dress, high heels, and make-up done perfectly - my sister, Kira, is the epitome of a Vega Luna and businesswoman. It’s weird how such an elegant woman like my sister compliments the rough exterior of her hybrid Alpha mate. “Piss off,” she says with mock horror and throws her arms around my neck. “You missed me, admit it.”

She inhaled and exhaled closing her eyes and passing her palms to caresses her eyes for relaxation, she placed her left elbow on the barcounter propping her chin on her palm and closed her eyes recalling everything even though she doesn't want it. She's always been overshadowed by her sister in everything since childhood. And as a result she kept watering her insecurities to grow higher than the Everest. The first thing to say about her sister is she's extremely gorgeous with all those assets a perfect girl should have to make a guy crazy. Even though her sister is elder than her by a year, she always looked younger than Amara. While Amara is a kind of girl who is not that lucky about gettin

“Yes.” “You won't like it.” Adrian's expression hardened. “I'm getting used to that.” She smiled. “My name is Eva.” “Eva what?” “Eva Cross.” Adrian froze. “That's impossible.” “Apparently everyone likes that word.” She stepped closer. “I am Elena's sister.” The Sister Adrian stared at her. “Elena doesn't have a sister.” “Not one she remembers.” “Where have you been?” Eva looked toward the sky. “Waiting.”

This isn’t my mate. Her sister is.