Cerise Hood Sister Novels & Stories

She crouched beside the pepper bed with a small wicker basket, one hand holding her hoodie in place, the other patting the soil like a war coach. “Okay, gremlins,” she said. “Rules. Red peppers go in the basket. Green ones stay put. Rotten ones don’t get touched. Living things do not get screamed at.” Issa stopped right beside her. “I never scream at vegetables.” Max looked at his sister. “You literally screamed at the blueberries yesterday.” “That was different. They started it.”

Even though there were those who opposed them, they worked diligently to achieve their goals. "You are glowing, Hilda!" Seraphina exclaimed as she saw her sister, who was dressed in a pale blue gown with her hair pulled back. Accessorized with simple earrings and a diamond tiara sitting proudly on her head. Their friendship had grown so strong over the years that they are now best friends and sisters. Hilda ran her hand tenderly over her swollen stomach, a smile on her lips.

The commotion got everyone’s attention. “LET GO OFF ME! IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR SISTER! YOU AND ROSE STOLE RION FROM ME! I HATE YOU BOTH!” Aerith screamed while rebelling continually. She also wailed like someone being possessed by spirit. Odette who heard the word ‘sister’ from Aerith’s mouth looked confused. The people in the room also glanced at each other in confusion. “What do you mean?” Odette asked while Aerith still glared at her.

There were several hooting and shouts from the crowds but someone then asked. "I heard she shot you. It seems she dosen't want to be queen she hates us, so tell us Alpha how do we serve a queen that wants nothing to do with her people?"A cheeky voice says, fenris slants his eyes at the owner of the voice and it's non other than Jace's sister Marge, with her wavy brown hair and audacious attitude..

she murmured slowly, letting the voice die out in the sounds of the gusts that blew outside. That one corner of valley had come alive that night, the chilly air carrying warm spicy fragrances of the deer and fish roasted around that bonfire. Dancing heads were all she could notice, sitting right in front of what she called home. In truth, it was a hovel. A cramped place…miraculously still standing even when there were three sisters cooped up in there along with a father. She looked at her older sibling, dancing around with her eyes on that golden-haired boy carving the wood, avoiding all the girls. He had his eyes set on her…for what reason…she didn’t know or care. Neyru would never give int

Even though I should have been used to their blatant favoritism by now, my heart still throbbed with a dull ache. My parents had always given Rebecca preference over me since we were young. We were born only ten minutes apart, yet I was constantly reminded of my role as the older sister. I had lost count of how many times I had given in, from small things like my only toy to even boys we both liked. When I was little, I found a stray kitten and took care of it carefully. However, Rebecca snatched it away from me. That cat did not survive even one day before she killed it with her own hands.

She turned around and looked at me with wide eyes… Ooooooookay? “You named it…” “Cutsiah? Yes. I don’t see why.” Now I get it. I turned around, suddenly feeling a little conscious to be around her. This is what happens when you bring ‘FAMILY’ into something you held dear. They always find… A loud “ooooph” left my lips as she crushed her front to my back, hugging me from my behind. “ I knew it. I knew it that everyone was wrong about you. You loved your sister so much more than anything in this world. And if not…” She spun me in her hold and looked at me with teary eyes,

Hayden’s eyes flickered. She asked Kevin, “What do you mean by that? Your sister-in-law and her sister look like Caroline? Does your sister-in-law have lost sisters?” “I can be sure that Serenity only has an older sister, Liberty, and no younger sister. She has a cousin, but her cousin doesn’t look like Liberty.” Kevin continued, “I just found it strange how strangers can share such an uncanny resemblance, so I wanted to ask you if the Fishers have any displaced children—not recently, but decades ago.

The three chatted and laughed happily as they walked to the cafeteria. When they arrived, the place was already crowded with students. As soon as they noticed Jenson and Baby Robbie, there was an immediate racket. “Woah, Jenson and Robert Ares are so handsome.” “Is Rozette Ares their real sister? The Ares family has so many daughters, but I heard only one of them is their birth sister and the rest are adopted.” “She’s so ugly, so how could she be their real sister?” Baby Zetty’s footsteps grew solemn.

“The Rosette’ family runs an architectural chain of companies that focuses on market value and builds establishments for finance-based companies which they have a good relationship of. Carmilla is the elder young missy wherein she has a younger sister named Clarise, it is suspected that they don’t have a good relationship with each other.” he read out loud, glancing over if his companion has heard and understood everything that he just said, in which she did.