Cherished By Seven Sisters Novels & Stories

Two senior sentries from the border guard hovered in the shadows behind him, their hands resting cautiously on the hilts of their sidearms. "I hear the whispers sweeping through the lower barracks," my uncle spat, his grey eyes cutting straight to me, burning with betrayal. "You are deliberately planning to walk straight into Ferguson territory, unescorted, alone, barely thirty-six hours after their bastards torched my sister's peace banner on the ridge."

Men could break your heart, but sisters… sisters didn’t. "Thank you, my queen." She smiled at me, taking my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze of encouragement. "Always, my angel." I was truly grateful to the goddess for at least giving me Charlene.

She couldn't help but notice that despite her brothers' impressive careers and extensive networks, their father's influence still towered over them all. They preferred the solace of silence and the absence of his company. Savannah's temper flared as she dealt with her staff a while ago, but now her fury reached new heights as she seethed over her worthless father. Savannah's elder siblings exchanged a meaningful glance. Their love for their sister was immeasurable, a bond that transcended any obstacle that fate could throw their way. No matter the circumstances, they vowed to be her protector, her unwavering shield against the harshness of the world.

I said and he smiled leaning down to kiss me. *Third person Pov* They all had their happy endings I mean number of happy beginnings like those. There were downs but they never forgot that there will be ups too.. They all lived happily ever after with the support of their parents, their friends and mainly their sisters even when they found any problems.. They thought of coming out of this “Not so cliché” life but they made their own life with the efforts of their loved ones.. This is the story of these four wonderful sisters………….

She knew what her siblings would say, especially Faith. Cherish's older sister always towed the line, obeyed everyone who ever had any type of authority over her. She was the good girl. Cherish had no desire to be the good girl. Or to obey; at least, not that way. Oh, she wasn't mean for the sake of being mean. Well, to anyone other than Faith, that is, but Cherish refused to fit inside a box. She partied, drank, dabbled in drugs, had been having sex since she was a sophomore in high school, and even lived with a guy for a year before realizing what a douche he was. Through it all, she was still her mother's angel. Her father just shook his head.

I vanished my wings and looked at the other sisters landing beside us with a smile. “Wahhhh the Sextuplet!” I heard Crusette and Amara’s voice. The five sisters looked around us and all the giants bowed at the five sisters while thanking them for their help and welcoming them back. All the giants sighed in relief because they thought that the protection barriers would break. As far as I remember, the sextuplet is the one who put the protection barriers before, and now they’re also the one protecting them from demons and goblins. My group looked at me with jealousy, especially Crusette who was pouting at me.

I said, smiling sadly. My voice sounded broken and I tried to control the tears that came with the memories. “Once upon a time, there were two sisters. Nefari and Neha. They loved each other fiercely and went through the depths of hell together until they decided to escape and live their dream life as Princesses.

She explained, bring me a plate filled with a typical English breakfast—sausage, bacon, sunny side up egg, fried bread, beans, tomatoes and mushroom. “She did, Derek is super rich. He has a big business and a very big family.” I took a bite of the nicely caramelized mushrooms. “How big are we talking?” She asked, interested all of a sudden. “I thought Lucas and Caspian were the only ones; I didn't realize there were more.” “Seven sons.” “Seven?!” She leaned back, folding her arms across her chest. “I didn’t... wow! Seven boys. All around your age?”

She had a Glass of champagne in her hand. Smiling like she had everything in her life figured out. The smile was so carefree that Amelia felt a pang of jealousy deep within her core. Then she loaded another image and it showed Another angle. It entailed the Freedom captured in photos that Amelia wasn’t supposed to see but yet it was flaunted flamboyantly towards her. Then the main texts came. “Thank you for taking my place sweet sis.” Amelia’s breath caught slightly before she opened Another message and she could feel her resolve cracking one by one.

Go fix her right now! "Otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my brother!" It had been less than thirty minutes, yet Charlotte already knew. Other than Liam, I couldn't think of anyone else who would have told her. As for this sister of mine–ever since she kicked me in the chest for Liam, I had already given up on her. My voice turned cold. "I should be the one saying I don't have a heartless sister like you." Ignoring the shock on her face, I kicked her out the door.