The Yandere Sister Just Wants Me To Bully Her Novels & Stories

I managed to say. My plan had been to endure one more day, then leave this hellhole for good. But Laura had other ideas. She posted on Instagram: "My Painful Childhood - The Truth About My Sister's Bullying." I skimmed the post, every word a knife to the heart. "My whole life, I've lived in fear. My sister Alessia was jealous of the attention I got from our father, so she would bully and threaten me when no one was around... And her mother, the so-called 'political heiress,' used her family's power to steal my mother's fiancé, forcing my kind mother to accept a lesser role. Now her daughter is doing the same, pushing me into fountains, throwing me down stairs..."

“You don’t know! She’s been bullied, abused, and raped since she was fourteen by the very people who want their hands on her now. You’ll have to kill me before I let anyone dangle her in front of a bunch of cutthroats. I’m dead fucking serious.” “Is there any chance such a plan will allow for the capture of those who wish to hurt my sister?” At the sound of Laila’s voice on the far end of the kitchen, Zy froze. Beside him, Trees scowled and cursed. Then they looked at one another. Zy telegraphed to his buddy that she was his woman and, therefore, his responsibility. Trees’s expression told him in return that since Zy was the acting boss, he wanted no part of this office bullshit.

I tried to give Dylan signal to let go, but he was angry. “Yours?” Dylan chuckled bitterly, “how can she be yours, dude? Are you crazy? Isn’t she your sister?” “Back off, Dylan, I won’t repeat myself. Yara is mine. She became mine the moment my cock broke through her pussy and my cum soaking her panties.”

"Well, you can pretend to save Evo's life again so he will see you as his savior. That's the only way you can get his attention. Because if not saving his life, he wouldn't even bother to look at you." My sister's nostrils flared with anger. "You bitch!" She was about to slap me, but I quickly stopped her arm. "Don't try me, Rina. I'm not the old Raina that you can easily bully," I warned her. She struggled to break free from my grip, but I only tightened my hold on her arm. She winced because my nails were almost digging into her skin. She's lucky my nails aren't that long since I just trimmed them.

She added before walking over to me and grabbing my hand, her eyes shining with false sincerity. “I don't want you to hate me. You're still my sister” I couldn't help but grimace at her words. Cassandra has never treated me like a sister. She was my biggest bully and did everything in her power to make sure I was unhappy. She had everyone fooled into thinking she was an innocent girl who unfortunately got separated from her parents and because of that, she could do no wrong in their eyes but I saw through her easily. Her eyes filled with tears glimmered with satisfaction as they met mine.

"Tell him. But remember this: if my career goes down, my dad loses his investments. And if Richard gets pissed off enough to dissolve this new marriage, your mother goes right back to the gutter. No more expensive dresses, no more imported marble. She’ll be broke again, Elena. All because you couldn't play along." My eyes instantly went wide. He pulled back, his eyes scanning my pale, trembling face with a terrifying satisfaction. He tapped the pink notebook against my chest. "Be a good little girl and be my fake fiancée for the season, Elena. Because if you say no, the entire campus reads your little diary tomorrow morning and finds out what a dirty, desperate, fantasizing little slut you r

Beck walked up to me and pulled me into a hug. "Do I have to do this?" He asked. I have an asshole for.a brother. I glared at the dude. "What do I do" he asked. I sigh. "Bully her" I said. He sigh. "Who is she to you?" He asked. "Why do you want to hurt her so badly? What did she do to you?" He was joking, right? "I hate her.... please, I want to see her suffer" I gritted out in anger. She dares to steal what's mine. "What do you call that stuff you place on someone's neck that makes them dizzy and sleepy and sometimes nauseous?" I asked.

She was not an emotional fool. She was very clever and cunning. “Oh, yeah, I see. We sisters kind of fight. Like it’s those cute sisterly fights,” Yuvonne said, exaggerating with her hand gestures and everything, when Baxter also came in. “Really? That’s not how I recall it,” I retorted, watching her face harden. “You know, the way I recall it is–she used to bully me. It was the same, like the stepmother, her vindictive daughter against me. That kind of situation,” I explained, exposing her lie in front of Sawyer, who stretched his neck visibly from side to side.

I shoved her on top of her sister and they yelled. “You think you're so tough, huh? I'll reach what real bullying is,” I spat, grabbing both their hairs. I collided their heads together and they screamed. “How do you like that, bitch? Is it still funny to you?”

She looked perfect, exactly my type, but I wasn't interested in women. "Don't look at me like that. I'm your brother's girl," she said, noticing my gaze. "Don't imagine yourself so high. I'm not interested in women," I replied bluntly. "Same as your brother, huh?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Don't compare me with him," I retorted with a hint of anger in my voice. "Your brother is way better than any straight man. Compared to him, you're nothing," she said. "You admire him so much but he is fucking Jeremy behind your back," I said, my voice barely above a whisper as I leaned in closer to her.