Tubbo Sister Novels & Stories

I was supposed to be the hopeless romantic marrying into high society, but my younger sister couldn't stop copying everything I did. When I tried on wedding dresses, she tried them on too. When I put on diamond rings, she wore them too. When I called Elliot my fiancé, she turned around and called him the same. Until one day, I overheard a conversation between her and Mom. "If your sister refuses to marry him, you can take her place. The position of Mrs. Fitzgerald shouldn't go to someone else." I smiled. After all, I had been lying to them, with zero intention of marrying Elliot. Trying on wedding dresses was just to make her jealous. Wearing diamond rings was to set the bait. Even havi

I found out the hot tub—which I hadn't known existed until a few minutes ago—was out on the main balcony of the apartment. So there I sat, in a steamy, bubbly hot tub, drinking with two gorgeous girls. The fact that one was my sister was irrelevant, this was still one of the greatest nights in my life.

As soon as I stepped outside, I ran into my sister and Lex in the garden. Their fingers were intertwined, bodies pressed close together, looking utterly affectionate. "Thalia, are you going back to our mother's place today? Isn't Kane coming with you?" My sister's eyes sparkled with smug cunning. "Kane is at the company. I'm going to find him," I said. The words made a flicker of resentment pass through Lex's eyes. He had always been jealous of Kane—stronger, more capable, and unburdened by illness, unlike him, stuck at home because of his weak body.

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

I had to earn money—we couldn't live off the dwindling leftovers. I passed the interview at the burger joint and was bussing trays when I heard a familiar voice. "Well, well. If it isn't my dear little sister." Camila stood there in a designer dress, her hand covering her mouth in mock shock. "Oh, my God. Didn't you inherit a hundred million dollars? How did you end up working in a place like this?" Everyone in the restaurant turned to stare.

“Yes?” “Happy birthday, young miss.” A huge grin split on my face as I imagined that old face stretching into a small smile. Although Tobias was stern and that kind of person you wouldn’t just share a good laugh with, he had a heart of gold. “Thank you, Tobias. Thank you so much.” I was almost emotional. He hung up and I let the phone drop to between my legs, then glanced at my sister’s grave, silently begging her to help me out of this.

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

I softly hum along to the tune, not wanting to give away that I don’t know any of these songs. I pull my phone out of my pocket and put it on silent. Dean looks at me and smiles, still singing along with the crowd. I lean closer to his ear. He bends slightly down to hear me. “You know, this feels like stabbing my sister in the back, and it sucks because she’s always looked up to me.” I shout into his ear. He moves his arm from around me. “I’m sorry. But, I’m just trying to get over her.” He says.

I gave him a small smile of thanks and followed Lari out, and we headed down the street to our parent’s home. Everyone we passed gave Lari a small bow of respect, and she was so used to it by now she just kept on chatting about how excited Mom and Dad were going to be. I couldn’t help but smile as my sister is the Luna of one of the two biggest packs in North America. And now I am the Gamma female of the pack. I will need to ask about my duties as such. I heard one of them is I am Gamma to the Luna, which happens to be my sister. I have no problem with that job.

' I thought. I put my phone away and looked at the manager. He was going to push me into a corner, but I reiterated, "My name is Zacharias Grayheim, the brother of your boss, Selina Grayheim. I can't get through to her now. You can check her card, which has my photo and information linked to it." I thought that would be enough to handle this. It was straightforward. However, the manager did not verify anything. Instead, an ear-piercing laughter came tumbling out of his throat.