23 Sisters Novels & Stories

He dropped to his knees beside my bed. "Grace, come home with me, okay? We have the same blood type. I'll give you my entire liver if I have to. You're my real sister. I won't let you die. From now on, I won't care about anyone else. I'll only stay by your side, okay?" Something inside me snapped. I shoved him away and started screaming like a madwoman. "I'm already dying! What's the point of playing the good brother now? Get out! I don't ever want to see you again!"

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

I felt like I betrayed my beloved. "I was so afraid, Rose. I thought you were going to die," one of Rose's sisters cried as she walked over to Rose and hugged her. "I am okay, Poppy. Don't cry," Rose said gently as she hugged her back and then she looked at her other sister and gestured for her to come over. The other girl walked over and hugged her. I noticed that all the sisters looked the same. The difference was Rose had green eyes and her sisters had blue eyes.

I walked over to them to take their orders when I finally noticed who they were. They called themselves the Blue and Blonde sisters. I knew because we all attended the same school. I just called them the B and B sisters, which stood for Bimbo and Bitchy sisters. They were a group of five friends who all had blonde hair and blue eyes that made them look like quintuplets. I'm not even joking, they practically all looked alike because they even dress the same way. Among them was Cherry Adams, the snobbiest of them all and the apparent leader of their group. Her long blonde hair fell over there shoulder, doing nothing to cover her breasts that were practically pouring out from her dress. She was

I am Leysa Frank, 23 years old, a professional lyrical dancer and an owner of a clothing store. I have an older sister, Diana Frank-Wilford, 28 years old, who is already 5 months married to FrederikWilford, 30 years old, his family is the owner of big and prestigious hotels around the globe, not just that they also owned huge malls and private islands. He's really rich, his family is so damn rich --and he's freaking hot, tall, and handsome.

"No. You always show up. That's not the same thing." I didn't have an answer. Liam leaned against the boards. The metal was cold. Condensation dripped down the glass. "You talked to your sister?" he asked. "Yeah." "How'd it go?" "She didn't forgive me. But she didn't kick me out either." "That's something." "That's what everyone keeps saying." "Because it's true." Liam crossed his arms. "You can't fix everything overnight. You just have to keep showing up." "That's what I'm trying to do."

I am excited to get one. My sister decided to have the party in the backyard of the packhouse as that is the largest place that could hold most all of the pack. As I said she and my folks have planned big. It is nighttime and all is quiet in my parent’s home. I am too excited to sleep so I am laying here and thinking of tomorrow. I heard the ping of my phone and saw my best friend Glory had texted me. Glory: Happy Birthday, girlfriend (Smile emoji) I looked at the time on the phone and saw it was past midnight. Wow, am I that excited that I am still awake?

I watched these people praise my sister, Anna Smith, and belittle me, and my heart gradually turned cold. In the family chat group, my mother mentioned Anna. Mom: [I booked the flight for you. Once we arrive in Mexico, you can buy whatever you want. I have money.] My sister hinted: [Mom, I heard that Mexico is close to Guatemala and has many good materials.] My mother immediately responded: [Okay, okay, we'll buy you a jade bracelet.]

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

She went on, darting over to her sister as she reached for her hand but then her hand passed through hers. She instinctively froze in her spot – slowly allowing her gaze to travel from their hands to her sister's face as a flush of shock swept across her face. “Wh–what happened to you? ” She stuttered with a shaky voice as the cold freeze of anxiety rasped through her. “Your...” She mumbled but then, Phidelia ’s voice snapped in. “I’m dead Phidel” She blunted, trying to hold back her emotions as much as she could while she watched her sister struggle with the piece of information.