23 Sisters Novels & Stories

It had been many years into the marriage when I finally learned about the truth. It turned out that my mother, Erica Jones, had drugged me on my wedding day and let my sister take my place at the ceremony simply because my sister also liked my fiancé. My breathing grew rapid. Back then, Mom told me that I had suddenly fainted during the wedding. So that my fiancé wasn't suddenly left at the altar, she had no choice but to let my twin sister, Diana Halliwell, marry him in my stead!

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.”

My door was pushed open, and there stood my step-sister in all her glory. “Hello, sister, it’s been quite a while. You no longer return my calls.” Lily whined, and I just smiled, tight-lipped at her. If you know Lily, you know the best thing to do is to just ignore her. My parents’ golden child, and she knew exactly how to get under your skin. Nothing I ever did was enough; I was always compared to Lily. She reveled in every bit of attention, and it always made me feel inferior. She destroyed my self-esteem before I even knew what it was called.

When Andrea first appeared in his life with her mother, Amelia, Killian hated her. Growing up, he was a small child who got picked on by bigger kids in the neighbourhood. His dislike for his step sister was instant but it took a serious turn when she started bullying him as well. She would push him, laugh at him and make fun of him.

Anthony nodded. "That's right. She hasn't been back to the country, so I've never had the chance to introduce you. My sister's name is Rosa Reey. She's the one who matched with Danny." "Sister?" Lara's eyes widened in disbelief. "Rosa is your sister? And she matched with Danny?" Her voice turned sharp, almost screeching. "And it was successful?!" He glanced at her, confused. "Yes, I've mentioned before that I have a sister."

Tabitha said in a small voice. "I saw what you did back there. You saved him but allowed him get away without paying the price. Why?" Lord Krishna asked in an echoing voice. "I was... confused my Lord. He called me... Elizabeth?" "And you believed that! That was only a plot to get away!" Lord Krishna thundered. "He sounded like he knew me! Does he?" Tabitha pressed on. "Does it make any sense? You were given birth to here together with your eleven sisters who are all out on missions as well. Go back and fullfil yours, Tabitha."

“Did you expect anything less?” Heat rushed to my face. “I think she’s trying so hard to be like her sister,” the third one chimed in casually, taking a sip of her drink. “But she knows she can’t compete.” The words hit harder than they should have. “She doesn’t have the class,” the first one added. “So what’s left?” A pause. Then…… “She uses what she has.” Silence. For a second, the world around me faded. All I could hear were their voices.

It started small and built into something real — genuine, unguarded, the off-key shower laugh that nobody in the world was supposed to know about, filling the hospital room at nine in the morning — and Irina started laughing too because what else were you going to do and they sat there, the two Sabalenka sisters, one of them six weeks out of a coma and one of them pregnant by the other one's fiancé, laughing in a hospital room in Atlanta like two people who had been through the absolute most and had landed, somehow, still together. When it settled Anna wiped her eyes and looked at her sister and said: "Tell me everything. From the beginning. Leave nothing out." So Irina did.

“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.

From that position, she had to tilt her head upward to look at Oscar. She held out the packets toward him. "Oscar. I was wrong. If you'll spare our family, I'll gladly live with the headaches every day for the rest of my life." Oscar looked down at her. Once upon a time, Amara was his eldest sister. She was 30 years old this year. All of the sisters were striking, and today was her engagement party. She wore the finest dress she owned. Now she was crouching in the dirt, begging him.