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

The lady asked again. She placed her purse on the table and sat down on the only empty chair available. "His date," she blurted again, "I- I mean his sister," April said and Iver snickered in amusement. "What a coincidence!" she said with no enthusiasm, "I'm his sister too, his blood-related sister to be exact," the lady said saucily. "Oh," April uttered, completely speechless. "I'm relieved now. I had initially thought that his pretend family had arranged a bride for him without our knowledge," The lady said, gave them a disgusted look, picked up her purse, stood up and walked away.

Perhaps my life would have been better. I can't get over her face as she slapped me; betrayal, shock, and pain seemed to be all there. I could not even register that my cheek was burning. That my sister slapped me for the very first time in her life did not suck. What really sucked was that I had broken what used to be my rock; something that felt so solidly real. My sister had always had my back, trusted me, and now she looked at me like I ruined every chance for everything. Since that day, I have never left this room. I cannot.

"It's only 400ml of your blood. How can you refuse? Is it some sick desire of yours to watch me suffer and look pathetic in front of everyone?" I opened my eyes to find my sister, Jenna Lane, in tears, accusing me again. My older brother, Tyler Lane, stormed over and kicked me. "She's your sister, Sienna Lane. All she wants is to live. It's just a little blood. Why can't you agree to such a small request?"

Her face is in pale of annoyance. “Yes, I am. That girl is my young sister.” I can see from her reaction that she was really surprised and wasn’t expecting me to answer this way. “What are you planning?!” A smart question. Direct and she know that I am planning something. I smirked. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

If only he could save his sister. It kept replaying in his head over and over again. If only he hadn't gone to pick up Zinny that day. If only he were at home and stopped the thugs from killing Jane and her family. If... if... and if... Everything has happened and can never go back to the way it was. His sweet sister is gone. Now he is alone in this cruel world.

It's too silent that the sound of my beating heart seems loud. I tilted my head to right. Clea's image flashed at the back of my mind. I imagined her, crying silently at night while all I did was to wish upon the moon for the world to treat me fairly. I craved for affection from a family that she gets when she made me feel loved in her unique way. Little did I know, the world has always been unfair to her too. I can only imagine her agony. The thought of my sister passed while Quel suddenly popped and replaced her from occupying my mind.

Nina's POV I am Nina Alfred, Jenny Alfred's younger sister and I escorted my Sister to her grave not quite long ago. People always think our initiative was different but...they were always mistaking. We dreamt to touch others' hearts by constructing a world In another world...and we were doing...just that. She put hers to writing while I do mine by voice. My favorite utopian songs warped to being so sorrowful since my sister and father died the same day. The world keeps waxen old and I never stopped crying. I still sing songs accompanied by a blubbering gaze. The trauma hit my mother hard that she only stopped crying after she get drowsy of tears, so she can continue later. She was in the po

I cried, I wanted to tell him not to marry my sister, that I don't want him to marry someone else. But I don't want to be selfish. The future of all Wysteria is at stake here. Also, I will not last long in this world. I'm not meant for him either. So even though it hurts, I have to stop my feelings. I know that one day, I too will receive everything. I will also lose this feeling. I can return to the mortal world and find a man to love me. 'The man of my kind. I calmed myself down and got up to get dressed. I have to treat myself and if there are any injuries among the survivors—sister! How did my sister who was dying disappear from my mind?

I close the book slowly. “I grew up with a sister,” I finally say. “Isabell. My half-sister. Called me a freak every day. Clara my stepmother pretended I didn’t exist. And my father?” My throat tightens. “He never looked at me like I mattered. I don’t think you understand me even if you had eleven brothers…I am not someone you can just love” Charlie looks up at me, eyes softening. “Beatrice, I like you for you, don’t let anyone fool you into anything else, and you know, Velan… people like him are tyrants”

“Have you ever had a sister and a mother taken away from you in a day? Only to grow up to a certain age and knowing you have a sister, seeing her live in a family that is not her. Seeing her suffer in that family, beg for love and attention and care, something you crave to give to her? Something you know she would have never lacked if she was with you, But never being able to talk to her or tell her who you are. Do you know how many times I was tempted to say, fuck the plan, I want my sister back? Most of all, it was to stand by and watch Kalum and Vinx hurt her... And now everyone wants to pretend like it never happened. I want my sister here with me, as for the mate bond, it can be servere