Why Sis Novels & Stories

They would definitely make a good couple. "Heavens!" Serra exclaimed in joy. "What do you like about him?" Sisi looked away and her eyes became dreamy. "He is brave and a nice guy" Sisi my murmured. "And he is funny. Every girl wants a funny man, right?" "Yup" Serra agreed. "Definitely. You two are perfect-". Suddenly, Sisi stopped and her eyes changed. Her pupils were gone replaced by gray color. This only mean one thing: she was seeing something.

Or Sinclair. Holy shit.

Norah couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh before she quickly swallowed it. Both mother and daughter glared at her and her smile faded. “I’m going to Lexi Bar,” Sisi announced, flipping her hair. “It’s new… and very luxurious.” Her father’s expression changed slightly. “Isn’t that place for the elite?” he asked, concern creeping into his voice. Sisi blinked in confusion. “You mean we are not rich enough to go there?” she asked, her tone suddenly soft, almost hurt. “At least… You built this house and sponsor my education.”

Adorable. Lucia Reid didn't inherit her father's patience or her mother's grace. What she got was the stubbornness of both of them wrapped in a pretty face and a mouth that has never once known when to stop. And the boy she is about to meet did not come looking for love. He came looking for something else entirely. I'll let you find out what. So here we are... back in the SIR universe. But this time, we're trading polished power games for sharp tongues, stolen glances, family wars, reckless decisions, and two people who would rather choke than admit they’re obsessed with each other.

Her will wouldn’t let her. Even if Sisu had to completely forget who she is, the strong feeling inside her is stopping her from letting Sian experience such life. Not when she can do something about it. Sisu decided that from here on out, she is now Sian, even if Sian herself wouldn’t allow her to, she just wanted to have a chance in life and this is her chance. Besides, there must be a reason why she came to this body.

She abruptly burst into tears. In anger, I said "My name is Zaire, son of Zona you might not know me but return that back it isn't yours" I said to a bunch of misfits usurping my baby sister's bowl of toys carved out from the fallen branches of abscessed trees suffering from an ailment yet to be discovered. Of course, they laughed at my outburst

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.