Your Sister's Sister Cast Novels & Stories

"Don't.” "What!” I would have probably made the same exclamation if I was in her shoes. “Didn't you hear him? He said not to." Matteo chirped in but a look from me silenced him. “But why?" Her voice shook and I knew she was trying her best not to cry. “Your sister got the role of the second lead…” Liliana decided it was best to go straight to the point. “My sister?" Valentina looked like she was brought into a new world straight from her sleep.

"Who are you? Who was your sister?" The woman grabbed my chin and forced me to look into her eyes. "My name is Zara, and my sister was Esmeralda. The one who casted the spell on you and you forgot everything! But you had to come back. Huh? And she was brutally killed by your mate. What did you think that your sin will be forgotten? "

“M-Mother, who’s my sister?” “You already know her, Cassandra.” “She’s Ertha.” Cassandra’s jaw dropped, she swallowed hard and it seems like she’s going to pass out. Her knees are shaking, she feels cold with her heartbeats beating so fast. She covered her face using her palms and she cried so hard. “Ertha, the late Luna of Marcus is my sister?” Katniss looked at Seila then she nod. “Yes. That’s her.” Katniss reply.

Diego's P.O.V. I shift my gaze from Robin to the woman who claims to be her sister. The revelation hits me like a thunderbolt. I had no inkling of her having a sister. In fact, she had said she was an orphan when we first met. "You have a sister?" I ask her in disbelief. She rolls her eyes as the other woman approaches us. "Yes. This is my sister Euphenia. She's a witch, and so am I. My name isn't Robin, it's Calla." Dread washes over me. What have I done?

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

Whispering into the phone, Zak asks, “What does your sister look like? What’s her name?” “Blonde. Slightly taller than me. A ton of expertly applied make-up. Stepford Wives clothing. Perfect manicure. Snooty, holier-than-thou expression on her face. Her name’s Celeste.” Citra does not sound happy at all to have to deal with her sister. Hakeem scoffs with laughter in the link. Described to a “t.” Take it she and her sister don’t really get along.

“I think I just had a social stroke.” Sienna was still staring at me. “Fiona. Your sister Fiona.” “Mm-hm.” “Is engaged to Zachary de Sanctis.” “Unfortunately, not a Zachary who works at a gym and has bad tattoos.” Arianna covered her mouth with two fingers. Her nails were dark red. Very beautiful for someone whose soul was currently leaving her body. Sienna placed the back of her hand on the table, then pulled it back again. Like she needed to touch something, but the table was too real.

Refusing to be an ass, he let go of my hands and quickly took Samantha’s in a firm shake. “In the flesh.” He revealed his dazzling lady smile that had me rolling my eyes heavenward. What a traitor. He was going to pay for this. “I am Samantha.” She smiled dearly at him, “Of course, the Undead Sister.” He added up causing Samantha to cackle up. I wish I shared her sense of humor. And notice the sarcasm. “Right. Sounds like fantasy.” She accompanied her words with a little giggle before looking at me.

Her eyes seemed puffy and she looked like she was stressed out, "geez calm down, I'm fine, it was too late to return home from the party so I just spent the night out..." "Where?" She frowned at me, her hands still folded across her chest, "because I called Stella around eleven p.m and she said she couldn't find either one of you, you and Daniel." I moved close to her with a frown on my face, "so what on earth are you trying to insinuate?" "Sarah, I'm your sister, you have to always remember that." The way I glared at her, her eyes softened as if she was just properly thinking about it.

Not everybody had to be a warrior, she told her classmates, and though some boys curled their lips in contempt, the teacher agreed. “Svetlana? Sveta? I had a sister named Sveta.” “Really?” she smiled at him. “So, you can still call me ‘little sister’.” The bent pin holding her hair under the kerchief chose this moment to break, and her plait tumbled down. He gently tugged the thick fair rope of hair braided with a threadbare ribbon. “My sister was a pest. I bet you’re a good girl.” “I bet you pulled her hair all the time and this is why she was angry with you,” Svetlana giggled.