Youngest Sister In Law Novels & Stories

So does this sound like a dilemma to you? The two are women who are genuinely close to me in more ways than one. One is twenty two the other is thirty nine. Me? I'm twenty one. The youngest of the three. Julie is the next and Ashley is the oldest. Oh Yeah! There is one more thing. Julie is my older sister and Ashley is my mom. The father does not matter as he has long since departed. We don't hear from him and to be frank, we do not really care to.

On their fourth anniversary, Katya Volkov waits for a husband who never comes home. Then she discovers the truth: Dimitri Orlov has been living a secret life with his widowed sister-in-law. Heartbroken, Katya signs the divorce papers, only to find Dimitri refusing to let her go. Then Roman Dashkov enters her life, offering the one thing Dimitri never did: a reason to believe in love again. But Dimitri isn't ready to lose his wife. And when jealousy turns into obsession, Katya may discover that walking away from the man she loved is only the beginning of the war.

Her love was so strong, but her heart was too weak. Yuna watched as her sister suffered from heartache. She could not bare to watch her younger sister go through such pain. Yuna began investigating the reason behind this sudden marriage that sprung up out of nowhere. There was no way that Sena would be requested to marry so soon when Yuna herself hadn’t even gotten married. Usually, the eldest daughter is the first to get married. The youngest is always the last to get married.

Everyone is angry with me because I dared to betray Valencia, and hurt her. “You told me that I need to correct my mistakes and get her back! That's what I'm trying to do, I'm pursuing her.” I replied, bowing my head down. “Good, pursue her if you love her!” Dad says, nodding his head in agreement. “Finally my son is getting me another daughter in law! You have my back for pursuing her.” My mom says, patting my shoulder. “So that's mean! Valencia will be my little sister in law!? Goodness! It feels so thrilling to know that she will be our family in future!” Sister in law says, smiling happily.

I tried to share it with my brothers, I dropped it immediately fearing putting them in danger. "Why is Chole getting married so soon? She just turned eighteen." I muttered to her, frowning. Her hold tightened on my wrist. "Please, keep quiet, Evara." Sienna told me, her expression soft. "But it's true." I told her. She was four years older than me. I was the youngest one in the family, our brothers helped our fathers in their business, they stayed busy most of the time and I met them only on weekends. "Don't get yourself into trouble, sister." She told me, disapproving.

Three of them, all variations of Lucas with different features and energy. “I’m Sarah,” the youngest says, shaking my hand. “Twenty-eight, recently engaged, and yes, I’m already planning the wedding even though Lucas hasn’t met the guy yet.” “I’ve met him twice—” Lucas starts. “Doesn’t count if it was virtual.” Sarah winks at me. “I like you already. Anyone who can make Lucas happy is good in my book.” “Margaret,” the next sister introduces herself, and I freeze for a split second at the name.

I tolerated her a bit more because she was my sister; otherwise, I would have thrown a punch by now. "Bro's always protecting sis-in-law." "If I don't protect my wife, should I protect you?" "Of course, you should. I'm your sister." "So what? Shouldn't your boyfriend protect you?" "He's just a little lackey, right?" Rainey nudged Cole with her elbow. "Yeah, yeah, when dealing with people from your Lucas family, who isn't a lackey, right, sis-in-law? And sis-in-law should be..." "He's my darling, and you guys move aside, don't block our way to breakfast."

In no time, we were clearing the plates and even if Dahlia offered to do the dishes, my mom didn’t let her. “Go and get your purse, I’ll take you home.” Nodding, she went up the stairs to get her stuff from my room. As soon as she disappeared, my mother looked at me. “How old is she? She seems young?” “She’ll be twenty-one next month,” I answered honestly. “She’s younger than Tasha?” “She is.” My sister was the baby of the family and she was twenty-one, turning twenty-two in a few months. She was older than Dahlia but I didn’t mind. She was legal and I wanted her. There was nothing wrong with that.

Was she qualified to educate and guide her as her sister-in-law? What nonsense! Paige nodded and looked at Chris. She said, "Well, honey, you're right. As the sister-in-law, I should indeed guide and educate the younger ones in the family…"

I said. “Well I want to get married on time…if you don’t, well sucks for you.” she said as she walked out of the room. My sister Rachel who I was older than with just 2 years could be a pain in the ass most times. She was always the one to remind me that I wasn’t getting any younger and for some reasons, she was my mom’s favorite. When it came to relationships, I was the jinxed one and she was always the lucky one because even when she breaks up with her boyfriends, they go as far as coming to the house to plead for her to take them back.