Novel & Cerita The World Without My Sister Who Everyone Loved Novel

Mom said quietly as they got into the ambulance. "Your sister killed your other fine sister?" I heard someone ask. "She's not my sister, not anymore!" That was the beginning of my nightmare. Thanks for reading my book, if you enjoyed this chapter please tap the little star below, comment, and share thanks, XD.

I whispered to the empty room. The fire cracked, as if answering. But I pushed the thought away. Jealousy was a weak man’s shadow, and I was no weakling. Still… the image of them clung to me, even here, far from North Creek. I stood, pulling my cloak tighter. My people would expect me at council by dawn. Life went on. But deep inside, I carried the truth: my sister had built a new world, one I could never fully step into. And though I had told her I wanted nothing more… a part of me wondered if that was a lie. The fire snapped again, throwing sparks up the chimney. I had drifted deep into my own thoughts, so far that the sound of boots in the hall pulled me back sharp.

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.

“I can't believe that Michael did all of these for me. I'm so speechless. This time he was true to his promise of making me his forever and burying the hatchet. I'm so touched by how he published our wedding date all over social media. It's... It's so romantic.” My sister places the back of her hand on her forehead, closes her eyes and sighs in a dramatic pose. I brush my hair and I'm trying not to pay any attention towards her but I only manage to say. “I hope he makes you happy and you don't regret your decision.” “Why won't he make me happy? Michael loves me. I am the only woman in his heart and he can't ever love another woman except for me. I'm sure even if I'd died in my coma then he s

Talking with Father on the matter, and trying to convince him to give them a reason, an explanation or anything they could hold onto instead of banishing the lovers' beautiful dream with one roaring yet very silent word of order had left me drained and in need of fresh air to regain my sanity. My family needed me, my sister needed me, and wether he liked to admit it or not, Father did need me too. I will do my best to see justice brought out. Putting my hand over my eyes to shield them from the sunlight, I turned my face away from the sky and tried not to cry. The unfairness of the world always struck me senseless, but whenever it came my way I told myself its the universe way of punching m

I did not need other problems. In the car, I looked at my father for the last time, but he averted his eyes. For him, I was as good as dead. At this very moment, my heart turned into a stone. I had no father, and I had no family. Alex was the only person who cared about me. At least for now. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I drove off in a police car. " Why did you attack your step-sister?" The man behind the desk asked me this question for the tenth time.

One day, she even grabbed my hand on the staircase and pushed herself down, then screamed, "Cynthia, why did you push me?" And every time, Joseph and Thomas happened to witness it. She would cry and say, "I didn't mean to steal Cynthia's affection..." "A fake should be grateful just to stay in this house," Joseph said coldly. "How dare you hurt my real sister?" Gradually, everything that once belonged to me disappeared. When Sarah's friends bullied me at school, they turned a blind eye. When I was starving with stomach pains at home, they never noticed that Sarah was throwing away my food.

She didn't have so many friends she didn't have friends at all she only had colleagues. "See, now we are talking, you have become my favourite person then after your parents of course. Don't be surprised I love them more than you know, I love them more than you think. They are my world, they are no parents like ours, but please don't tell them because they will have big heads and they will think that I can't live without them." My sister was the weirdo of the family but she was fun if she wanted to be funny. I knew I was going to enjoy that vacation it was high time I also took myself out I needed that time out to cleanse the bad spirits from that evil family that I had been staying with.

"You are the person I like the least in the world. The sooner you accept that I love Sasha, the easier it will be for you. I wish you wouldn't always have to ruin my day by showing your face to me." Damien shoved past me as he left the classroom. Slowly, I went over to pick up the chocolates on the floor. I brought one to my mouth and chewed slowly; the salty taste of my own tears made the chocolate taste bitter. I really wished it didn't have to be this way. Why did everyone I love always end up choosing my sister over me? * * *

When Evelyn was six, her parents' enemies attacked, and she vanished in the chaos. Her parents spent nine years searching for her. When she came home at fifteen, Evelyn believed with all her heart that she finally belonged somewhere. But that very night, through a thick wooden door, she heard her younger sister Serena sobbing. "Now that she's back, will you still want me?" The next morning, Evelyn offered to give Serena the sunniest bedroom. Her mother hugged her and wept. Her father stroked her hair and told her again and again how understanding she was. Serena took her hand for the first time. For the first time since coming home, Evelyn felt fully embraced. From then on, Evelyn knew exact