Encanto Sister Song Novels & Stories

“Hmmm, hmmmm, hmmm, hmm~” When I named the title of the song in my mind, my knees went weak. It is because the title is “Breaking Free.” Breaking, Killing and Survive. Wow. I could see that she wisely choose the right songs to scare me. All of a sudden, she stopped walking and faced me. So I also did. “Big sis,” she called me very sweetly. “Y-Yes?” I replied. “I have a question. Do you really love my brother? You know that he’s different from a human like you. Do you still like him?”

It didn't take much persuasion. Camillas was like a home away from home. They had started the song by the time she got there. Blame Logan for deciding that morning was when he felt like they needed some brother and sisterly bonding. She had planned a whole Choreography around Jenifer Lopez Let's get loud. He needed to hear them, maybe the man would grow a heart. She joined in late but hopefully they had done enough to drive their point home. It ended with a finesse, fireworks spelling out STERLINGS SORRY STEALINGS. That was all Isabella.

On one side, Lucy and Adam who were both staring at the stage with love in their eyes smiled at each other, " Didn't I tell you that, Caleb was Preparing a song for his sis? " " Well... You did... " Adam drawled, " But how did you know that since he never told you? " " I just guessed it and you know, a mother's intuition can never be wrong. " She stated. " Oh... " " Well, because I have got a lot on my plate during these past weeks, I wasn't able to compose a song for my sister... " He said before continuing, " But... I have got a song I'll sing for her, it's titled, Best friends by Missy Elliot. "

It looks like rain" (why did he tell us?) In doing so, he floods my brain Abuela, get the umbrellas Married in a hurricane What a joyous day! But anyway We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling I associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling Always left Abuela and the family fumbling" Mila joined in on Tara singing ENCANTO'S popular song 'We don't talk about Bruno'

"My friend, I know things haven't been easy, but you need to take some time to distract yourself from your problems and stop thinking about a woman you probably will never see again." The DJ starts playing "Bam Bam" by Camila Cabello and Ed Sheeran, and I can't resist. I jump up, shedding all my shyness, and rush to the dance floor, pulling my sister along with me. She knows that when it comes to dancing, I become a different person. I love this song; who can resist it? I notice some glances that can't stop me now, and others join us on the dance floor, which is now more crowded than before.

I softly hum along to the tune, not wanting to give away that I don’t know any of these songs. I pull my phone out of my pocket and put it on silent. Dean looks at me and smiles, still singing along with the crowd. I lean closer to his ear. He bends slightly down to hear me. “You know, this feels like stabbing my sister in the back, and it sucks because she’s always looked up to me.” I shout into his ear. He moves his arm from around me. “I’m sorry. But, I’m just trying to get over her.” He says.

Out of all the men in the world, the one I had hooked up with twelve hours ago was sitting across the table from me, sipping my father’s wine while discussing his engagement to my sister. Yes, My Sister! My chest tightened, and I felt my stomach drop. The fork in my hand trembled. I stole a quick glance at them. His fingers were entwined with hers, a half-smile resting on his lips. The same fingers that had left marks around my neck. The same lips that had swept across my whole body.

I curled up, biting back the discomfort. My phone rang. The caller ID flashed: Carrie's Brother. I pressed my lips together, swallowed the pain, and picked up the call. "Grace, Carrie's condition isn't looking good. Can you stay away from Josh? Don't let her misunderstand anymore, she—" I cut him off. "Nick, I promise you, I'll stay far away. I'll go somewhere you'll never find me. Nick… thank you. For treating me like your sister ten years ago." Nick's voice grew urgent. "Grace, where are you? What do you mean by that?"

Amory is pink in the face and hands the mic back to Liam! “Your girlfriend is so pretty Jay”, one of the girls says to me, making Liam laugh out as he shakes his head no. “She’s not his girlfriend”, Liam finally says. “Could have fooled me”, our own neighbor Alex retorts. Liam leaves Amory’s phone connected and the girls grab a hold of her to start dancing together. Even Liam grabs a hold of her during some Spanish number I’m surprised to hear on her list. I stare at her memorized to the lyrics of Aventura's song 'Un Beso' as she keeps in step with him through an entire salsa tango. If she only knew what this song was saying!

How fucked up is that? As if Candy mentioning him summoned him, a taller replica of Antonio walked through the door. “Vincento!” Candy beamed. “Come meet your future sister-in-law.” “Isabella,” Vincento grinned. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He lifted my hand and brought it to his lips. “It’s nice to meet you, Vincento,” I replied. “Now, dear,” Candy said, clasping her hands together excitedly. “Let’s get you into the dressing room. I’ve picked out several dresses that are in line with a grand DeMarco wedding.”