Books For Sisters Novels & Stories

she sat down on the chair Kalthum also went to join her on the two sitter " so tell me if not I'll read your chats " She wiggled her brows. Basma shook her head " why are you my sister for Allah's sake? " Kalthum laughed " you still love me no matter what " The two sisters have grown to love each other like never before. Truth to her words, Basma changed and she is now someone who is very understanding. She is now the type of sister Kalthum have always wished to have and their love for each other keeps on growing day by day. Aunty Suwayba their mother went out to get something, in her own words. But the truth was, she went to meet up with Faisal. She didn't tell her daughters that because sh

"I shredded the homework she worked so hard on, unleashed cockroaches and rats into the basement where she lived, and framed her for stealing... but they wouldn't listen to a single word she said. When your beloved sister was beaten until her mouth was full of blood, she kept crying out for them, yet they wouldn't stop. Even I felt a little sorry for her just listening to her!" Right after saying all that, he burst into laughter. "Do you know where your baby sister lived? In the basement! Their own flesh and blood lived in a damp, cold basement with no sunlight, while I lived in your old, spacious, well-lit bedroom. Her old room was converted into my walk-in closet ages ago. That's not all—"

Needing people and making the need look like an invitation. She thought about growing up alongside her. Two sisters in a small apartment in Kyiv, sharing a bedroom that was too small and a life that was big enough anyway. Anna always more polished, more certain, more everything — or seeming so, which Irina now understood was not the same thing at all. Anna constructing the composed version of herself so thoroughly and so early that even the people closest to her had started to mistake the construction for the person. She thought about Zara. About the call.

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.

Title: The Twin Sisters Two twin sisters, Aurélie and Béatrice, physically identical but with very different personalities, are at the heart of this story. Aurélie, recently married to Lorenzo, presents herself to him as an experienced woman, but actually hides her virginity and a deep anxiety about physical intimacy.

“Eldric believed he was raising future queens, powerful enough to rule the realms with wisdom and strength. But his daughters craved more than wisdom. They wanted his throne—his power. From the moment they could wield magic, they studied forbidden spells, ones that no warlock, not even Eldric, dared to use.” A photograph slipped from between the pages of the book Seth held. I picked it up. The image was ancient, faded at the edges, but the two sisters stood tall in their regal robes, their eyes glowing with unnatural energy. Their beauty was breathtaking, but there was something unsettling about the way they looked at the camera—as if they were looking through time itself.

His lips curled up in an eerie smile as he leaned close to my face, breathing, "Your sister said your heart would suit me more, and it appears to be no lie… It's almost as if you're born with a heart destined to be eaten by me. "Even if I don't feel anything for you, you're still much better than your sister." I struggled against him—against death—only to find my whole body limp and devoid of any strength. Had I been drugged?! As if reading my mind, Sion lifted my chin and narrowed his eyes. "Don't even think about getting away. Your dear sister drugged you so that you can't." My hands trembled even more, and I sweated all over my back.

It's the last book among a pile of other books. Unlike everything else I have seen in here, it bears no title. I drag it out of the pile, the dust from it making me cough. When I open it, my breath catches in my throat. It's like a book of records of all the sisters at the convent in alphabetical order. Page after page contains photographs of every girl that has been in the Convent even before I joined. Besides every photograph is a handwritten information— Age, Date admitted, Family status, Skills, Languages, Health observation. And beside each name is either a neat checkmark or roughly drawn X mark, accompanied by the word ‘Eliminated.’

-Eve- I’d heard of dark family secrets, twisted affairs, things best left unspoken. But a hidden sibling? That was something I never imagined. A sister. Suddenly, my world felt a little bigger. And I felt curious. Clueless. I shook my thoughts away and focused on the bookstore. My mother’s old books were stacked neatly at the counter, and I handed them over. “Miss,” the clerk said, snapping me back, “We can only exchange these for store credit at this time.”

I wasn't the kind of person who could just toss someone's possessions carelessly, not even my sister's, not even after what she'd done. "Some poor charity shop worker is going to have a heart attack when they open these boxes," Maya joked, holding up a barely-there piece of lingerie. I laughed, though it felt strange to be touching my sister's intimate things. "I'm sure they've seen worse." "Doubt it." She dangled a lacy scrap of fabric. We continued working, making steady progress through the massive closet. When I reached the back corner shelf, my fingers brushed against something solid tucked behind a stack of cashmere sweaters. I pulled it out, surprised to find a leather-bound book.