What Is A Half-sister Novels & Stories

I tacked on, talking about his half-sister who’d started the business operation between the Satan’s Sinners’ MC and us. “She doesn’t talk about the Five Points. At least, not to us. Maybe to Digger, but he’s never said anything in church.” Though I cocked a brow at that, I tipped an imaginary hat to her. Even knowing we trained our girls well, it suited me to hear that MaryCat knew to keep her mouth shut. Even so far as to the extent that she didn’t tell her half-brother about his familial links with us. “Well, she’s my second cousin. On your mother’s side. Which makes you my second cousin too.”

"Oh, God, this is precisely why I need a sister in my life!" 'Exactly,' Nathan agreed in his heart. He could have avoided so much misery in over twenty years of his life had God given Jessica another sibling to harass before. It was just his luck that this sister came twenty one years too late. "And here I thought I was your sister, Jess," a voice cut in. Nathan turned to see a woman walking towards them with a tall guy strolling beside her. "Autumn!" Jess threw her arms around Autumn and both girls giggled. "I can hardly believe this when my dad said that my half sister is going to marry your uncle."

“Speak.” Kian exhaled slowly. “The boy in the photo… Liam. He’s Claire’s son. Your half brother . Not through any marriage. She had an affair decades ago, around the time before your father and she were together officially. Liam was born out of it. That would make him your half-brother. He shares half your blood.”

They didn't look at me, didn't say a word. "Fine," I said, throwing up my hands. "Keep fighting. Keep tearing each other down. Neither of you make the first move to reconcile. See where it gets you." I turned to leave, determined to catch up with Lawrence. I was almost at the door when Richard's voice stopped me cold. "Emma is our half-sister, Sara." I froze, my hand on the doorknob, my body stiff with disbelief. Slowly, I turned back to face him, my eyes wide.

Their relationship as half-sisters had been complex in the eyes of the public. From Misty's post, it was only natural that people would recall Hannah.

Xavier needed a bridge loan and ditched me to get married six months later to a woman named Selene Hart and then because the universe has always had a particular sense of humor about my life, I found out six months ago, through a document I wasn't supposed to see in a conversation I wasn't supposed to be part of, that Selene Hart is my half-sister. My half-sister. The same father with different mothers. The same blood running through the woman Xavier left me for, the woman he chose when he was done with what I'd built him into, the woman who arrived into the life I funded and wore it like something that had always been hers. That's so completely, irreparably, cosmically fucked up that I sat

Perhaps, I was easy to read this time because of the amount of information I was given right now. "Actually..." A faint smile tugged at her lips. "...we are half-sisters." My brows furrowed instantly. "Half...?" "Mother had different mates," she said calmly, her hand clasping Alpha King Claudian's and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I was her first daughter." Then, she slightly tilted her head. "That makes me the eldest amongst us." I stared at her blankly for a second. Then another. Because every answer somehow only created more questions. My thoughts tangled over themselves until the first thing that finally escaped my mouth was...

I don't even know how to describe that woman. " Did she have other children, apart from you? " Yes. A couple. My half brother has the same personality as his mother. I avoid all contact with him. An arrogant, bad character. He wouldn't have a place to die if it hadn't been for me employing him, and yet he's full of pride. " Is it the girl? What's she like? I feel his tone soften when he talks about his sister. " It's almost impossible to believe that such a sweet person was born from that woman.

I turned to Jane, who started apologizing. “I just couldn't keep them away; I'm a mother too; please understand me,” she defencelessly raised her arms, and I nodded as I understood her. “It's a good idea; they've missed her,” I said, my eyes on Sierra and my kids as she was now introducing Thomas as their uncle. “We have the same dad but not the same mother,” she said. I liked how transparent Sierra was with our kids, and I loved how she raised them. "Okay, so it means you are half-siblings,” Nathan said, and Thomas, who seemed impressed, smiled while Sierra nodded. Well, those kids impressed me too; they were just too smart for their age.

“Okay, I’m gonna need you all to slow down,” Sam said. “I have a sister?” “And a brother. Well, half. Half-brother, half-sister,” Hoot chimed in. “A hermaphrodite?” Sam asked, confused. Hank groaned. “Jesus, no. My daughter and your mother’s son went and screwed each other.”