Cherished By Seven Sisters Novels & Stories

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

"There is no need, my lady. The letter also says that she will be with us within a week. She is eager to see you." Giddiness filled the hollow spot I had only moments ago. Swept over me like a tidal wave. My sister was coming back to me. After being gone for so long, it was a cheery announcement. Although, I wanted no part of her war stories. Those always dampened my spirits. "Wonderful!" I exclaimed and clapped my hands together. The priestess smiled back at me, exuding radiance all around her. My priestesses were the most revered among the people. None of the other gods or goddesses had such fine maidens to tend to them. Such beautiful women that bathed with them almost every day. And some

Renee' "Three Sisters Catering" my sister Jennifer said, her face beaming as she raised her glass of champagne. May it be a smashing success. "And make us happy," my twin, Suzanne, added as our glasses came together with a tink. "Allow us to share our gifts with others," I said, my eyes tearing up as I looked at the happy faces of my two favorite people in the world.

“Mommy is fine, sweetie. Didn't you want to look at the toys?” Cherish shook her head quickly. “Never mind. Let's just go, come on.” “Oh, why?” Chelsea, her little sister, joined in the sulking. “We wanted to see the toys, Mommy?” But Cherish looked at her sister with a serious expression that rarely appeared on such a young face. “We're going to another store,” she said firmly, holding Narsha's hand tighter. Chelsea pouted, muttering softly, but followed them even though she didn't know why they had to do that.

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 wiped the tears on her face away and grabbed my arm. “I've prayed. Every single night I have prayed for your return…for you to find your way back home. And here you are…the goddess answered my prayers!” My sister stood up next, her face red and wet with tears as she approached me, “You bastard! I would be screaming your head off right now if I didn't miss you too much.” She hugged me and I returned her hug. My grandmother hugged me next, sobbing into my neck as I held her tight and whispered into her grey hair that I missed her too.

You don’t make me smaller, You don’t dim to let me shine. You stand beside me, shoulders strong, And somehow we both rise. They see the kindness in your smile, The brilliance in your mind. They don’t see the ancient instinct, That walks a step behind. You laugh with me in daylight, You guard me in the night. Soft as falling feathers, Fierce when all's not right. I’ve never had someone stay, Without wanting something more. But you stayed because you chose me, That’s what sisters are for.

Charis Jennings glared and snapped, "Percy is such a shameless idiot. He really thinks he's some kind of king who can pick through the seven of us as if we were prizes? I swear I'm going to let him have it." The other five sisters were just as furious, and the group stormed out together to wait for me outside the hall. I had barely stepped through the door when I ran straight into all seven sisters. They were all glaring at me as if they were ready to tear me apart. The first to speak was Kara, the woman I had married in my past life. "Percy, don't think that you're a bigshot just because we allowed you to choose from us. You're nothing special."

Now I let it buzz without listening to it. The world had already broken out by the time I got downstairs to join my brothers. Leo had his back against the couch and was happily looking through his phone. “You are trending sister. Top three worldwide. Serena Valehart Returns.’” He turned the screen toward me and was so excited that he looked like a kid who is proud to share a secret. There were big headlines on it that said things like "Lost Heiress Found, Valehart Brothers Welcome Their Sister, and From Forgotten Wife to Billion-Dollar Princess."

and Wren decided, on the spot, that she did not want to be a poor girl. “I am here because for a month I have stood among you under a borrowed name, and you have been kind to me, and I cannot let you be kind to someone who doesn’t exist.” She turned her head. “And I am here for my sister. She was raised to be the one they chose, and they used her too. Whatever she did, she did because she was taught that love is something you win. I don’t hate her.” On the stage, Sera’s chin trembled. For the first time in her life, Wren thought, her sister looked exactly like what she was: someone who had been waiting a very long time to be told she could put something down.