100 Novel(s) Related To Cherished By Seven Sisters

Then Selene was guided before the stone seat. Her face was pale, and Theron’s hand rested behind her shoulder where every clan could see protection and only she could feel pressure. “My sister has always known how to make others serve her,” she said. “What she built in Frostbrook may only be revenge. She hates me for becoming the Blessed Female, and she hates that Theron, Darius, and Lucan chose me.” I took the thin hide from the bone box and held it out across the fire. “Then say it again under the Beast God’s seat.”

Full of bath steam and little footprints. Bianna came into the kitchen behind me and picked a grape from the bowl on the island. “They were so happy, though.” I stared at the glass wall behind the sink. The yard was getting darker now. The little lake behind the house sat still as ever, like the world hadn’t just tried to stab me with a coincidence sharpened to surgical precision. “Yeah,” I said. “And, by the way...” Bianna tossed the grape into her mouth, far too casual. “Your sister’s fiancé looks like the twins.”

"What's it like having a sibling?" She blinked at the sudden subject change. "It's... nice, I guess." There were things I needed to know about Rhea and Vanessa was a risky but available source. "I never had one," I said, letting just enough softness into my voice. "You and Rhea seem close." Relatively. "We're pretty good. On a basic scale." I took her hand and moved my thumb slowly across her knuckles. "Maurice is the closest thing I have to a brother."

Because I’m the only one who can unlock his fuel. She clutched the front of Killian’s shirt, her knuckles turning white. “I never asked for this. My father thought he was giving me a gift, but it feels like a curse. I have forty sisters down there who look like me, and they are all looking at me to save them. But who is going to save me?”.

At that moment, I could have sworn that I felt a presence, her presence. Samantha Camilla Campbell was a force to be reckoned with, the kind of woman you wish to be and just fall in love with by just a simple look at her. A promising future, a drop-top dead gorgeous fiancee who would do about anything just to see her smile, she was a kind of woman who had it all figured. I have seen how everyone worshipped the very polished ground she walked on, and I was damn proud of the woman she was. As the first born of the Campbells, my sister was to inherit the family business once she turned 25, and everyone was anticipating the great change she carried on her back.

While Daphne is more of a serious type, she is also sweet in her own simple way. My two sisters called me 'chum', as their endearment to me. They don't want to call me 'kuya', or big brother, because it's common. Anyway, I don't have any problem with it; even if they just call me by my name, that will be alright. What matters most is that they love and respect me as their elder brother. "Happy birthday, Chum!" my sisters exclaimed together. "Happy birthday, son," mom greeted, as well as hugged and kissed my cheek.

Or has it accommodated many other victims? "It's just an abandoned church," I said, still trying not to say it all through my face. My mask has to come in handy at a time like this, and it takes extra hard work because, apparently, my sister's fiancé has a seventh eye that allows him to see the natural face behind my lies. "I never knew there was such a dangerous church." "You don't know anything." he whispered in front of my face. His scent invaded all my cells, igniting something when his gaze kissed my skin hotly. I stretched.

He yelled, finally losing the small measure of composure he had. "That is not my problem." I shrugged carelessly. Peharps he won't make this too easy after all. "The sisters have not been around here for a long time. The only time I saw those old coots was when they came for Lola's induction ceremony." I cocked my head, staring him down. "Explain." "The sisters. The original seven? I heard they lost three of their ranks. But the mark chose Lola. That was about a hundred years ago?" I blinked, my oversight suddenly making itself known.

Psyche woke to the break of day and eagerly awaited her beloved sisters. Her happiness was overflowing, seeping through her every pore, making her face radiant even more. As previously done, Zephyrus recalled his queen's command, and somewhat unwillingly enfolded the two older sisters in the bosom of his breeze. Then he set them down on the brilliant garden. Without hesitation, the sisters at once marched with measured steps into the grandiose palace and embraced their prey. They cloaked their deeply hidden trickery with joyful expressions and flattered their youngest sister with warm words.

She was an ultimate sacrifice. Her sisters were apprehended in their own wails, hugging each other sorrowfully. A soft but strong hand pulled her up to her feet, "It's too late, he is gone," Theresa shivered and spoke. It wasn't easy masking her pain to comfort her sisters. The seven of them, apart from going to school, have always been with their father. He was everything to them. Always attending any program they had in school, teaching them the basic things of womanhood from his experience. Now Theresa the oldest took up the role of comforting her sisters. Everyone had different reactions but Godiva's was the worst. While her sisters wailed the loss of a father, she wailed both his loss and the meaningless future awaiting her.

Ari pointed out. “You sure you’re not related?” Gia asked with a smirk as Ari punched her in the arm. “Ow.” She pouted. “Some prophetic warriors.” I laughed. They passed the prophecy that was in a way a curse down through pixie bloodlines. It told of five sisters who could control an element to the point of becoming the element itself, but the more powerful the ability, the more debilitating the side-effect. Like my migraines and vision loss. Five sisters who would stop a great evil that was trying to destroy the mythological realm and connect it to the human one. The sisters are suspected of hiding the key to the human realm. The key, when used, could cause a rift between our realm and theirs, forever connecting them.

If he had not met the angel. *** "My lord." A group of female spirits entered the hall. Where Lucifer settled in an old castle. Deep in an isolated forest. They were known as the seven sisters of the underworld. They possess the power to lure people to feel all that is negative. And in the end, devour them in the midst of darkness. One can never escape them as they were made to destroy the humanity that God created. "How is it going with our plans?" Lucifer asked but never looked back. "We have found the perfect candidate. To create a wedge between Muriel and your son."

“That must be hard not having your father’s love.” “My uncle did his best to make up for what I lost with my father. I’ve not tried to speak to him since the night we left. I’ve promised that I’ll wait until he dies to take my place. I won’t try to kill him or steal control of the pack from him. He was old when I was born. I’m the youngest of seven pups, and my birth surprised them.” “So you have six sisters?” “That’s correct. Ava, Bethany, Sybil, Jenna, Jodi, and Maria.”

He took his time to savour the feelings of having her in his arms, it's not like he wants her to be getting hurt every time but he always use the excuse of her breakup to get close to her. It hurts him so much that they can have with her what he can't and yet they have the mind to hurt her, he knew should he be lucky enough to have her, that he will cherish her, adore her more than any, but he can't and that's because she is his sister. He slowly lift up her chin and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Her lips were as soft as he always imagine which always leave him asking for more and kissing her deeper, but he can't, he can't afford to wake her up and have her running away from him forever.

Time skip It's been five years since the Sapphire Goddess left Luster. They are now living on the outskirts of the lands of Tainted Graves. Even living on the outskirts, their name is well spread upon the land. The people of that land didn’t welcome them much but these women know how to force their way in. Tainted Graves is known as the most dangerous land, intriguing them enough to live in it. They are known as the ‘Foreign Pack’ rather than their actual name.

"And Seven? Is he deeply inlove with you?" I nod. "I believe he does..." May giggles. "I think my brother is deeply inlove with you, Terra. I've never seen him this much inlove with someone before..." That warms my heart. "And thanks again for making me your best maid!" "It's nothing..." "I can't wait for us to be sisters!" she shrieks. I smile. "Me too..." We stay in silence for a few hours then I break the silence. "Let me go awaken Seven from sleep..."

"What? How is that possible? So you aren't my mom?" "Hell no! The maid who gave birth to you was never me! I only took her face. I've been doing that for years now. I'm a hundred and fifty this year, but I've managed to keep myself this young by consuming blood from the younger generation. You have been staying with me all this while; you just couldn't see it because you were too dumb. We were seven sisters. We were cursed by the moon goddess simply because we wanted to rule the world. The only way to break the curse was to get the throne. She knew it was impossible, so she made the reason for the curse the remedy. If I could successfully get on that throne, then I would be able to bring my sisters, who sacrificed their lives for me. So tell me, how am I being selfish? I only want to see my sisters once again. Tell me, how is that a crime?" she yelled.

"And all these bitchy society wives are dying of envy. You should see how they look at Hunter when he only has eyes for you. Helena never had that hold on him. He hasn't left your side." I glanced at my husband, handsome in his tuxedo as he spoke with a hospital board member. "I'm so lucky it all worked out. I hate that my sister had to die but I couldn't be happier with how my life turned out. Does that make me a bad person?" I said softly. "God, no. Grace you are one of the nicest people I know. That's how you got yourself in this mess to start with." After dinner came speeches, then dancing. Hunter led me to the floor without asking, his hand warm against my back as he pulled me close.

“Mommy is fine, sweetie. Didn't you want to look at the toys?” Cherish shook her head quickly. “Never mind. Let's just go, come on.” “Oh, why?” Chelsea, her little sister, joined in the sulking. “We wanted to see the toys, Mommy?” But Cherish looked at her sister with a serious expression that rarely appeared on such a young face. “We're going to another store,” she said firmly, holding Narsha's hand tighter. Chelsea pouted, muttering softly, but followed them even though she didn't know why they had to do that.

Seven’s parents were warm and welcoming, and I felt like I was already a part of their family. I met his elder brother, his wife, and Catherine. Seven’s little sister. She fell in love with me the moment she set her eyes on me. Laughter filled the room as we chatted then, a lady arrived who I’m so sure is Seven’s twin sister Kenzie. The one I saw in a picture on his phone. Their heels clicked the floor. She arrived with her friend Jasmine, and the atmosphere shifted. The instant her eyes landed on me, her expression turned cold. But I swayed it aside and stood up to greet her, but shockingly, she bypassed me entirely, rushing to hug Seven instead.