Charli D'amelio Sisters Novels & Stories

Amelie suggested and pursed her lips when I turned to glare at her. “Oohh… I like this idea…” Summer remarked. “We should find my little sister a man who can help untwist her pànties.” I snorted. But Summer chose to ignore me as she continued, “Amelie, now you’re going to meet all the handsome, British men, all sorts of lords, right? Why don’t you find my sister a Duke of her own.”

“She seems to be taking it well. She finally remember you?” My eyes draw to my best friend for a second. Should I tell him? Because if I don’t tell him, who can I? Besides, it’s not like Mari asked me to keep it a secret. “She wasn’t lying,” I tell him. “When she said she didn’t know me.” “No?” “She isn’t her… She is not the one I was looking for.” Levi’s smooth brow creases. “What do you mean?” “Her real name is Gwen, and the one I was looking for was her twin sister. They are identical, and she ended up using her name, somehow.”

His eyebrow is raised as he asks, “Is Luna Amelia really sisters with your mom?” I press my lips together, contemplating whether or not to tell him for a moment, but then I realized, what’s the harm? He knows who I am and his father already suspects Uncle Maven and Aunt Amelia. Does it really matter? I nod my head, “Yes, she is. We visited them as often as we could. Spending time with Magnolia, Henry, and Charlie is the closest experience I’ve had to having siblings.” “Charlie seems like a spirited kid.” I laugh as I respond, “You have no idea!”

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

All along she was the woman Gale was going to marry that I never got to meet. “ Gale was going to marry you, my best friend “ I whispered more to myself as reality hit me like a hard blow. “Amelia, Gale’s family and mine broke an old relationship they always had because of you, Gale isn’t talking to his mother because of you “ Becca added now staring at me with deep meaning in her eyes “ Leave Gale Amelia, break up with him, they are many men out there for you “ she added and I looked up again. This person that was like a sister to me with a heart so black and a stink of selfish ness all over her body.

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

The two shook hands. Armie beamed at her. Kate told her before that Diana is actually Chantal's twin sister. She expected for Diana to be like Chantal. Instead, she can already see that this sister is one heck of a goddess. Just the thought of having her wear her creations gives her shivers. "How's it going?" Armie greeted. Diana chuckled. "Pretty good. And you?" Armie sat straight. "I'm doing good as well. Of course I'm very excited for later. Hehe"

Amelia exclaimed, her eyes shining with enthusiasm. Ava smiled, playing along. She posed with Amelia, who snapped photos with her phone. The flash illuminated their faces, and Ava's smile gleamed bright. Amelia tweeted immediately, her fingers flying across her phone's keyboard. "My new best friend and blood sister! #AvaAndAmelia #BloodSisters #PartyNight" The tweet was met with a flurry of likes and comments, and Amelia beamed with satisfaction. Ava's smile, however, seemed to hide a secret, a hint of unease behind her eyes.

He extended his hands. Amelia placed her smaller ones on his, her fingers as dainty as her daughter's. "Thank you for being here. I'm Amelia, Ismena's mother." "We're sorry to hear what happened." "Thank you." Amelia was curious to know who these men were and how her straight-laced daughter had managed to make friends that looked like this. "I'm Valentina. I'm her younger sister." The girl came forward and greeted bravely. Alphose took her hand too, and asked her some questions about how she was doing. She answered well, while looking at him with curious eyes

she asked, her voice dripping with roasted honey. She slid me a shrewd gaze. “It’s such an interesting development, Jaxon. I haven’t seen you take to any of Alex’s girls, but here you are, actually bringing her to a high-profile party.” She smiled and stepped even closer to us. “Weird, because I thought redheads were never your type.” Stepping forward a little, I threw an arm around Chiara’s shoulder. “This might sound weird to you, but well… I’m bonding with her because she just happens to be my sister-in-law, Amelia. Something about spending some quality time with her.”