Charli D'amelio Sisters Novels & Stories

I don’t need any more proof that whatever is going on with her has to do with Hunter but I’m going to play it cool, as long as she doesn’t tell me anything or break down in tears then I’m good. The twins are identical so it’s hard to tell which baby is which especially when they’re wearing the same clothes which by the way, they are now. “Which one is Charlene?” I ask and she points at the one I just put down, I think. I’m not sure. “Which one was I carrying seconds ago?” I ask and she points to the same one. I pick up Amelia and gently caress her curly hair, they sure do take after their mum a lot. It’s like I’m looking at the baby version of Daphne.

I started reading the file. Name: Amelia Roselle Knight Nickname: Mia Age: 18 (soon) Father's name: Kristen Knight Mother's Name: Sophia Knight Sister Name: Olivia Knight Status: In High school. Hobby: Dance Relationship: Single. When I read the last part I was very much delighted. She is Single. Amelia that's her name. Its a cute name for a cute girl. I really wanted to see her now. I quickly got someone to track where she was now. Here I come my love.

"About your sister?" "Yeah." "How'd it go?" "She had lunch with me yesterday." Liam stopped skating. Leaned on his stick. The blade tapped against the ice. "And?" "She didn't forgive me. But she didn't scream at me either." "That's something." "That's what everyone keeps saying." "Because it's true." Liam started skating again. His strides were long. Powerful. "You can't fix everything overnight. You just have to keep showing up." "That's what I'm trying to do."

"Kelsie, you’re a smart woman. I think you know full well in your heart what happened." "Amelia! Stop trying to drive a wedge between us! Kelsie and I are best friends. I would never do anything to hurt her!" Emmeline cried out, tears welling in her eyes. How dare Amelia use her words against her! "We’re practically sisters. You’re just jealous that I have a best friend and you don’t!" "Do you think I’m a preschooler?" Amelia retorted. "And if Kelsie is your sister, then she should be worried. I’m practically your sister, and you tried to kill me on a snowy mountain. "

If she was not going to give up then Ameliawould neither. Exposing her and disgracing in this ball would satisfy her long years of anger. Her voice sounded so sweet and melodious to any man's ear like a gentle maiden. Alexa kept her posture and added to It a dazzling smile. It was very impossible for one to distinguish between the two models. One with a charming, arrogant and glamorous body while the other, gentle, meek on the outside but a white lotus on the inside. “I thought you disregarded over the years, how come shame didn't eat you up when you called me sister?” She mimics her. Ameliaalmost spat out. She cleared her voice and spoke again.

All of the warriors cheered at that, and Beau nodded his head in appreciation as Damien continued, "Seated next to him is Kayla's sister, Layla, who is also fifteen. I know you will all make them feel welcome." Chloe stands and asks, "Can I be friends with Luna's and Kayla's sisters?" All three girls stood and smiled, "We would love to be your friend". Chloe jumped and ran to hug all of them. I could not have been prouder of my sisters right at that moment.

Charlie responded, taking chips into her mouth. “Isn’t that who?” She asked, cleaning off the residue from her lips. “That looks like Roseline..” I said once more. Although I couldn’t see her face clearly but her stature and that dress, it was one of the ones she stole from me, all in the name of ‘a girl like you doesn’t deserve such good clothes’. “Who’s that?” Charlie asked. “Damien’s sister” I answered “What’s she doing here?” I muttered to myself.

she replied with a pout. "I didn't say that," Charlemagne quickly defended. "But they are sweeter and cuter than you." "They're not! I'm the cutest and the sweetest—right, Papa?" "Of course, princess," Giovanni said, playing along. "See? You heard that?" Gianna turned triumphantly to her brother. "That's just Papa," Charlemagne shot back. "All dads say that." "Hmp, whatever! Mama's going to give me three sisters anyway. More than Zuri and Zoe. And I'm sure they'll be just as cute and pretty as me. Right, Mama?"

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.