Between Sisters Novels & Stories

the midwife informed the equally pale sisters. “Wait, can’t you see that my sister is sick? Help her! Eliza demanded. “I'll be right back and help her,” Nan spat, as if she was doing a great favor and not doing her job. “Now the main thing is to introduce him to the family and show him to the priest. When the door slammed shut behind the midwife, the confused Eliza took her sister by the hand and began to pray to the Firstborn. She was two years older than Malia, she herself had recently married and even dreamed of children until that day. But not now.

That alone was disturbing. “Wait,” I said slowly, eyes narrowing as I looked from one identical face to the other. “You’re Shadowcrests.” They exchanged a glance. Not the wary kind, the telepathic twin kind. Then they grinned at the same time, bright and unapologetic. “Guilty,” the one closest to me said cheerfully. “Blood sisters.” “Unfortunately,” the other added with a dramatic sigh. “Same parents. Same cursed family dinners.” I blinked. Blood sisters.

Now each of us was moving closer to our ecstatic ends. I noticed, almost laughing, that we'd aligned ourselves into a strange sibling order. The younger stimulating the older. I was fingering my big step sister, while Lilly worked her big brother. For a moment, I wondered if that meant that Zara should also be pleasing Bianca, but I pushed that thought out of my head. Our serious older sister was not going to be joining these sessions. She was a potential impediment, not an eager participant. And then, just when I thought things couldn't get any hotter, my sisters started talking.

"We are a gathering of women, united to empower one another. We offer advice, opportunities, and support. It's akin to a sisterhood." "Sisterhood, you say?" I retorted. "But you have no qualms about scheming to steal another woman's husband. If that is the type of sisterhood you practise here, then I want no part in it." I stood firm, refusing to retract my words. No matter the threats I faced, I would rather endure them than succumb to their wicked desires.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

she commented Prince Briny look around the table and saw one of his sisters dipping her spoon into another’s plate then smile seeing what she mean “I guess so, how is your family dinner like?” “The opposite of this I would say, my sisters and I have different mothers and so we never get along neither does our mamas” “Really? That sounds like a serious contend” “More like a war” she said and gave a chuckle “Oh whoa, you two are getting along faster than I thought, I guess we could have the wedding right away” One of the older ladies on the table said and Mitchel thought her to be one of the younger Queens

Seeing my confusion, Lilly said, “Hi Lena, sorry to appear as though we are ambushing you because, we aren’t, honestly we aren’t. I just thought you guys should all meet. These are my two sisters, Leah and Julie.” “Sisters? You mean like Sorority sisters?” I asked confused. The girl, Leah, I think her name was, laughed and said, “No not sorority sisters, we are biological sisters, triplets actually.” The girls were not identical, and the only thing that was the same about them appearance wise was their shade of blonde hair, Julie and Leah had green eyes, whereas Lillie’s eyes were a beautiful deep shade of blue.

Because we were sisters. “Sister?” I asked. The words leave my mouth and get swept by the wind. I don’t need to wonder if she heard me, I know she did. She comes to a stop and turns to look at me. “Yes, Kacie,” she started, “That’s what we call each other, witches, I mean. There aren’t many of us left anymore and the ones that are out there will stay in hiding. Finding another sister doesn’t guarantee you can stay together and it doesn’t mean they’ll be friendly. It’s rare to find sisters who get along and want to stay in contact. As I explained earlier, it’s safer for us to live alone.”

"No, you're not." "Yes, I am." "Jane, we don't share parents. We don't share blood. We don't share DNA." "So?" "So that means you're not my sister!" "That's not what sister means." "What does sister mean then?" "Sister means the person who grew up with you. Sister means the person who knows all your secrets. Sister means the person who would do anything for you." "Would you do anything for me?" "Yes." "Then where were you when Dad died?"

Amelia’s heart stopped as Alexander’s hand tightened furiously around the envelope. The room fell silent as The woman turned toward the staircase and glanced Toward Amelia’s hiding place. Their eyes met instantly and A knowing smile danced across her lips before she said four words that made Amelia’s blood run cold. “Your sister is here.”