Cherished By Seven Sisters Novels & Stories

Because I’m the only one who can unlock his fuel. She clutched the front of Killian’s shirt, her knuckles turning white. “I never asked for this. My father thought he was giving me a gift, but it feels like a curse. I have forty sisters down there who look like me, and they are all looking at me to save them. But who is going to save me?”.

As he returned to work, I brought him a glass of water, when he just happened to reach out. We touched each other, but he withdrew his hand first and pretended like nothing happened. "Your sister won't survive." There was no doubt about it—anyone who could be objective would be able to see that there was no hope for my sister. Even with that mysterious spell that kept her alive despite losing almost all of her blood, it was just pointless. Two weeks later, the cops found her dried-up corpse in the middle of the street, every last drop of fluid drained out of her body.

The bond I had known, the connection I had felt pulsing through my veins, was invisible to him. “She did this", my own mother said "She got so jealous… that she cut her sister", my mother covered her mouth as she looked at me, tears dropping from her eyes “She's your sister, Solyn. Why would you do this?" “They’re lying!” I shouted, but my words were drowned by Sailyn’s wails. “Out!” The Alpha’s command reverberated through the chapel. “You’re banished from this pack, Solyn!” Banished. Cast out. My mate had turned his back on me.

Please my nymph say no. "Well, I'm the youngest." She was sceptical. My mind sighed for defeat. So, she is a fucking Campbell. She's part of that family who ruined so many lives. Has she any idea about her family? "I didn't realize you were the sister of the Campbell brothers... is there another sister?" I asked so that I wouldn't get involved with another innocent looking Campbell. "No, but only us. We are seven siblings." She replied.

When the second avalanche hit, my older sister, Irina Wilson, who was the rescue team captain, gave the last seat on the helicopter to my skiing rival, Blake Dawson. Standing ramrod straight in front of the cameras, she spoke with unwavering conviction, "Because I've always followed the principle of rescuing those found first before those found later, this rescue operation was nearly flawless. Out of 300 people at the scene, only one was injured!" My coach roared in anger. "Robert is your own brother! Why didn't you save him when he was the first one found?" Irina shook her head in anguish. "Precisely because he's my brother, I had to avoid any appearance of favoritism. Blake is an orphan

On the night of my 17th birthday, everyone at the Moretti estate was celebrating "Elena Moretti." The real Elena, however, had spent the past nine years locked beneath the old house in the vineyard. As fireworks burst over the main house, Sophia entered the wine cellar wearing the black gown my mother had left behind. She set a silver place card bearing my name in front of me, then slid a slice of birthday cake within reach. She kept the fork. "It's been nine years. How do you still not get it?" She tapped the place card. "You think a birth certificate makes the name Elena worth something? Or some old keepsake you've been hiding all these years? It doesn't." She glanced toward the brightly l

When I found Silas Pembroke, he was carefully untangling a strand of another woman’s hair from his tie clip. The two of them were wrapped around each other, far too close to pretend otherwise. He let out a mocking laugh. “Jenna, what exactly are you going to accuse Sienna and me of this time?” Sienna Vale smiled sweetly. “Mrs. Pembroke, you stayed away longer than usual this time.” I steadied myself and said, “I’m not Jenna. I’m her twin sister, Summer Sinclair.” Silas burst out laughing. “What is this, your latest stunt?” Then his expression hardened. “Keep pushing me, and I can’t promise you’ll stay Mrs. Pembroke forever.” I only looked at him and said quietly, “Silas, my sister left three

I didn't know what to say to that. He signaled the waitress for more coffee. She came over, poured it, left. "You're my friend," Liam said. "I'm not going to pretend I understand. I don't. But I'm not going to walk away either." "You should." "Why?" "Because I'm poison. Everyone I get close to gets hurt." "That's not true." "It is. My mom died. My sister hates me. Jay's going to leave eventually." Liam leaned forward. "You don't know that."

"And Seven? Is he deeply inlove with you?" I nod. "I believe he does..." May giggles. "I think my brother is deeply inlove with you, Terra. I've never seen him this much inlove with someone before..." That warms my heart. "And thanks again for making me your best maid!" "It's nothing..." "I can't wait for us to be sisters!" she shrieks. I smile. "Me too..." We stay in silence for a few hours then I break the silence. "Let me go awaken Seven from sleep..."

She hinted. “You don't have to do anything Phidel.” Phidelia chipped in, trying to change her sister's mind on what she had come to do. “ I don't want you wasting your future for this.” She added, drawing closer to her sister as she sniffed back her tears. “You should leave your own life to the fullest without any guilt. I hold no grudges against you nor Mum and Dad. All I want now is for you guys to be happy.” She affirmed, staring expectantly at Phidel.