Your Sister's Sister Cast Novels & Stories

While negotiating the terms of a project, a client pressured me into downing a large glass of liquor. While I was washing my face in the restroom, I saw my younger sister’s latest Instagram post. [Low salary? What of it? My parents will always support me!] Above the caption was a photo of a property deed with her name on it, along with a message from our parents. [Mom and Dad will always be your safety net!] It was in a newly developed residential complex. It was also the very neighborhood I had been desperately saving up for a downpayment to buy a home in. At that moment, a torrent of complex emotions washed over me. I splashed my face with water. After clearing my head, I sent a message to my manager, Mr. Jenkins. [I’m willing to take on that overseas project you mentioned.]

I was reborn before I signed up for a scientific expedition tour to the South Pole. My boyfriend’s adopted younger sister used a system to forcefully exchange my physical senses with hers. She deliberately went out to do something good on a day with a temperature of 107.6 °F, like delivering water to the outdoor workers. On the other hand, I got so hot in a 60.8 °F air-conditioned room that I fainted from heat stroke. I begged Wendy Little to stop, but she feigned innocence. “You must make a good excuse if you want to lie like that!” Max Little sounded disdainful. “How selfish! You’re quite lucky to enjoy yourself in air-conditioned rooms every day. You can’t tolerate Wendy doing something kind.” Wendy took her time and basked in the sun for a month outside. People took photos of her and put them on the internet. Countless netizens were moved by her. But I died from heat stroke in an air-conditioned room. Nobody even found my corpse. If that was how it was, I wanted her to enjoy the coolness of -184 °F in the South Pole.

Adrian woke to warmth, too much warmth. His heart nearly stopped when he realized his head was resting against Kaelen’s chest, their legs tangled beneath the sheets. Panic surged. He shoved himself upright, only to freeze when he saw it, thin, glowing red threads coiling around his wrist, binding him to Kaelen. His blood ran cold. “What the hell…?” Adrian whispered, staring at the unmistakable bond mark. Kaelen stirred, blinking awake. For a moment, confusion flickered in his eyes, then shock. He tugged the sheet up to cover himself, gaze darting between Adrian and the red mark linking them. “What did you do? Adrian hissed, his voice breaking. You’re my sister’s fiancé! You’re supposed to be her mate, not...” He trembled as he scrambled for his clothes. Kaelen sat up, still staring at the line as though it mocked him. “I… I don’t know. But this—this isn’t a mistake. Adrian, you’re my mate.” “No!. Adrian’s hands shook as he pulled his shirt over his head. Whatever happened last night...forget it. This is wrong. You hear me? It never happened. Don’t you dare breathe a word of this to anyone.” Kaelen’s voice softened, almost pleading. “Adrian…” But Adrian couldn’t bear to listen. His chest ached as he turned away, slamming the door behind him, leaving Kaelen staring at the red bond that refused to fade. Two souls tied together by fate. One forbidden connection that could destroy them both.

The morning of my wedding, my own sister locked me in a bathroom stall. The boy I had sponsored out of poverty couldn't bear to see my fiancée standing alone at the altar, so he stepped up and married Lillian Gates in my place. My sister was so moved that she claimed him on the spot as a brother and let him complete the marriage alliance with the Gates family in my name. My fiancée said, "Silas, you healed my legs. I love you. I respect you. But Liam and I have already registered our marriage. From here on, one of you is my husband, and the other is my boyfriend. Things between us can stay the same… alright?" I slapped her across the face. What she did not know was that her legs were never fully healed. In seven days, without my brace, she would be unable to walk again. What she also did not know was that my sister–so certain of her schemes–had never even seen our parents' will. So what made her think the company had been left to her?

The second of the series titled BFFs ************************************ Sa'eed Abba Sulayman gets married to Halima Audu Kalshingi, the love of his life since the first time he met her. Later after the marriage he realizes that it might be the biggest mistake of his life as his past starts to catch up on him. ************************************ Halima gets married to her best friend's brother who happened to love her since childhood. Finally living in his house, alot of problems surface in their lives as his past comes to play and she's rendered slightly infertile.

After his sister's death, Clause falls for the one man he should never love, her grieving husband, Gary. In a world of secrets, blackmail, and forbidden desire, their slow-burn romance risks everything. But love, once awakened, won't stay buried.

My sister, Winona Clarke, was stabbed to death by a thug in order to save me. My mom, Amber Green, does not want my nephew, Sonny Cohen, to suffer. So, she suggests that I marry my brother-in-law, Kenneth Cohen, and take care of the father and son. For Sonny's safety, I end up on the verge of death due to Kenneth's relentless and merciless torture. Just then, Winona, who should have been dead, returns! Her arm linked with a millionaire's, she boasts to me, "Thank you for putting up with that maniac and sticking around until he died. Not only did you help me raise Sonny, who has Super Male Syndrome, but you even made it possible for me to inherit all of Kenneth's assets through Sonny." Sonny joins Winona in belittling me and even spreads rumors that I killed Kenneth. Because of her lies, I become notorious online and eventually die while being the subject of everyone's criticism and ridicule. The heavens must have taken mercy on me, for I am granted a second chance at life. Now, I am back to the day Mom wants me to marry Kenneth.

Aria died as the forgotten sister. The weak one. The unwanted one. The girl her family used as a pawn while her perfect sister took everything that should have been hers. Even her life. Betrayed and left to die, Aria expected darkness. Instead, she woke up as something the supernatural world was never meant to create. A hybrid. Part witch. Part werewolf. Part vampire. Entirely dangerous. Now armed with terrifying powers and a second chance at life, Aria has only one goal: revenge. But her plans take an unexpected turn when the ruthless Alpha of the BloodMoon Pack abandons his arranged mate—the sister who betrayed her—and claims Aria instead. His obsession is immediate. His possessiveness is relentless. And no matter how many times Aria tells him to stay away, the Alpha refuses to let her go. As enemies begin hunting her, ancient secrets surrounding her rebirth come to light, and a hidden bond ties her fate to the one man she refuses to trust. Her sister wants her dead. The supernatural world fears what she has become. And the Alpha is determined to make her his. But Aria didn't come back from the dead to become anyone's possession. She came back for vengeance. And if the world stands in her way, she'll burn it down to get it.

"Don't touch my things, stay at least 3 meters away from me ,and most importantly don't touch me," were the cold words that were thrown at Hadley on the night of her wedding. Isn't that ridiculous? Her husband was asking for something so outrageous but Hadley submitted to her fate because the man was not hers to begin with. Hadley Jenkins is a young girl that grew up in the countryside but her simple life turned upside down when her father who doesn't know came to drag her and asked her to be a substitute for her twin sister she didn't also know existed. She had to pretend to be her on her engagement day. Just on that day. It was just a day so she agreed. What if the initial agreement fell through and she had to also get married to her sister's fiance then? Maurice Eliot is a cold billionaire and also the successor of the Elliot group. He is cold and dominant. He had to get married to the heiress of the Gilbert but he couldn't stand women's presence because of the accident he encountered when he was young. The marriage was bound to be a rocky one. What do you think would happen between a substitute bride and a cold CEO that can't stand women? Did you think people are going to find out about Hadley's real identity?

More than a dozen institutions are competing for the technology that my younger sister, Harper Prescott, created in her research project. I return to the country just to host a college send-off party for her. But when I reach home, I find Harper being hung from a helicopter like a kite. Panicking, I run forward to save her, but a haughty rich woman blocks my way. "How dare she steal my precious niece's scholarship? This is her punishment!" I personally selected that scholarship from over a dozen institutions. How did it become her niece's? Seeing Harper's face turn purple as she falls unconscious, I demand they bring her down. The woman throws a 100-thousand-dollar check at me and says, "I'd like to see who dares to let her down. Take this money as payment for your sister's life. The three Simmons brothers are my sons. Not to mention the life of a nobody like her, even with you included, I can still afford it!" I am enraged! The three Simmons brothers are just poor students whose education I funded. Three years ago, I went abroad for my medical treatment and let them manage the company for me. I never expect them to use the power I gave them to let others bully Harper and me. Very well. I take a deep breath and call the three of them. This time, I will let them know who really rules in Southford.