23 Sisters Novels & Stories

The reason for the two different wheelchairs is in case I damage my sports wheelchair I have the one I can use daily and not be out of the use of it if need be. So, on to the rest of my siblings; there are my three younger sisters; Abigale who's 16 years old with long wavy dark brown hair, blue eyes and porcelain colored skin. Annaliese, whose 15 years old with long wavy brown hair, brown eyes and light skin tone. Then there's Amelia who's 14 years old with long wavy light brown hair, blue eyes and white skin.

My eyes move back and forth between the two sisters. The woman in the middle, Clotho, is the tallest of the three sisters, and her complexion is the lightest with her hair being blonde in coloring. The woman to her left has flawless caramel skin with straight hair like an Egyptian wig. The last sister, the one that is obsessed with Lucifer, is seated on the right of Clotho, and she is just stunning. Skin tone the color of deep espresso with dark curls to match, her high cheekbones and petitie frame makes her stand out amongst the three.

“Seriously, Lana, what the fuck are you doing and who are these women?” I wave my hand toward each woman, “These… are my sisters. Let me introduce you to Death, War and Pestilence.” My sisters’ eyes glow with malice as they circle Bree like sharks circling their prey. Bree’s chest heaves as she looks into my eyes, “Please don’t do this, Lana. You’re my sister, and I love─”

The sister I always wanted. She means the world to me, I love her a lot. She is the sister I prayed to have. She has long brown hair along with hazel eyes. She has recently turned 21. She has just given her exam of masters in English Literature. “Everyone?” She called, looking around. Her height is above average, almost the same as Adrian. We walked down as she clumsily hugged me and shouted in excitement, The real excitement is coming up, dear sis. "Congratulations, Brother!"

warned the second sister. “Surely, you’re not afraid of that small thing!” said the third sister. “You know those things can burn,” replied the second sister. “I don’t see you coming near it.” Flora heard them talking and knew that they were talking about the sanaria. She hugged Nadi and then raise the garland from her neck. “She heard you,” said the third sister. “You’re always the loud one.” “Surround them,” commanded the first sister. “She can’t hold that up against all of us. She’ll get tired soon.”

He was beautiful in all definitions of the word and if I wasn't Enzo's 'girlfriend' I would be making moves on the guy all night. I learned that Nino has three other sisters besides Emilia. Greta and Nera are fourteen and have been left at home from what I could garner. Sofia, the oldest of all the siblings, is tall, blonde, and maybe the most striking woman in the room. Her smile lit up the room when we spoke and she reminded me a lot like a mother. Maybe that was because she was a mother. A mother of three actually. She had the twins and was currently walking around with another in her oven.

She had long eyelashes and her hair was the most perfect looking curls I've seen in my life. "He has 6 siblings. The oldest sibling, her name's Diellza, she's tiny, petite, short about 1.5metres tall, but she's probably the most powerful and dangerous of them all. She's loud and her voice will never not be heard." "What's all this about?" I heard a voice behind me say as Mrs Aebischer stepped away from hugging me and I turned around to see indeed, the petite sister, Diellza.

The sister who died at two years old. Except she wasn't two anymore. She was alive. Grown. And according to the message, she was coming for revenge. How many sisters did Celeste really have, and which ones were actually dead?

Andrew was going to turn down her offer but seeing the excitement she felt in the moment, he let her take them. Quickly he dashed up the stairs, walking on his toes as he got upstairs. He wanted to sneak up on his sister Claudia. Claudia was his older sister, she was twenty-eight years old but they share a very close relationship regardless of the age gap between them. They had both lost their father as children, and although their mother had gotten a few boyfriends along the years, they pretty much grew up with her as their only parent. Getting to her bedroom door, he increased the stealthiness in his movement, gently pushing the door open without making the creaking sound, his face was ful

“God, I can’t believe they did that to him. Don’t you think Daddy deserved better than that?” “Yes, Babe. He deserved to know the truth, but it couldn’t have been easy for them, either.” “Oh, stop it! Why do you always take up for Mom?” I reached under her and raised her out of her chair—pillow and all. “I know it’s a shock, my darling sister. But do you have any idea what this means?” “Put me down!” she shouted swinging her arms. I spun around in circles, stumbling as we turned. “That-a-girl! Keep it up! It’ll strengthen your muscles. You’ll be walking again in no time.”