Novel & Cerita I Have Seven Stunning Sisters

They are the epitome of a charmed life. I stop and take a moment to welcome my sisters home. “Hello my beautiful sisters. I’m so glad you had a wonderful time traipsing all over Europe.” I pull both Malin and Quinn in for hugs, kissing the tops of their heads. They are both taller than our mother, which isn’t hard because she’s so short, but they are pretty short compared to me and my brothers.

"She's an odd duck, your Hollyn. But stars I would love to swim around in her mind sometime." I laughed again. "I'm not sure anyone but her is equipped to do that. Definitely outside our norm here in the real world." My laughter died as I thought about her question. "Being a triplet was normal. Is normal. We've never done that whole trading-places thing, so I've never been anyone but Thane. Our connection is deeper, I think, than non-multiple siblings, but that's normal for us as well. Do you have siblings?" She nodded, hit the button and made the screen go dark. "Yeah. Six brothers, seven sisters."

He wiggled his brows. I rolled my eyes, laughed. Shook my head. He pouted. "I have one sister, three brothers. Willow is unofficially adopted. She's too old to actually be adopted, but she's one of my girls. All of my brothers are hooked up. And I have Amara, Carys, and Jessa and Nico's biological daughter now too. So..." he tipped his head back, closed his eyes, moved his mouth as he popped fingers out as he silently counted. "Seven girls. And now you. So eight in total. Although Willow was pregnant last time I saw her. I don't know what she's having yet." He snorted. "My luck it would be another girl."

They are the epitome of a charmed life. I stop and take a moment to welcome my sisters home. “Hello my beautiful sisters. I’m so glad you had a wonderful time traipsing all over Europe.” I pull both Malin and Quinn in for hugs, kissing the tops of their heads. They are both taller than our mother, which isn’t hard because she’s so short, but they are pretty short compared to me and my brothers.

Mom and Chachi sighed at his words. "Mom," I called her. She turned to me and said, "Yes?" "Mom, this time I want a sister, please," I said. Hearing me, Mom and Dad laughed. Mom stopped her laughing with great effect and then asked me, "You already have two sisters. Why are you not asking for a brother?" "I have only two sisters, see, I have 4 brother's means the sister's count is less than na and sisters are always angels," I replied. "Are your brother's devil's?" Chachu questioned. All my brothers look at me.

“Oh. Well, there was a decree never to mentioned about the change of my look, but since it’s you… I can try to work some ways around, trying not breaking the rules.” “You can tell me, but not tell me. Like tell me stories of what's behind it.” “Alright. I had a sister.” "A sister?" “Well, we’re not truly sisters, but cousins. We were so close that we could be mistaken as sisters. She was much older than me though.” "Older, hmm." “Yes, she was known as the Great Beauty of the Northern Border.” “Great beauty?”

Seven was averagely attractive. "We're Sisters, so we won't do anything about this life you're living," She continued, eyes twinkling. "That's if you'd be a good girl and you keep your mouth shut. "Still, it hurts you never invited us," Four said, giving a slight shake of her head. "It hurts Eight too, you know? We miss you, and yet, you never check on us."

I say, rethinking the evening I had planned which included me and Cyra naked and sweaty in one of our beds. “And finally, it appears that your family has quite the group of intelligent warriors. Are there anymore like you back home?” she asks. For a moment, I think that she’s joking, but since she doesn’t smile, I take her question seriously. “I have two more sisters and a brother who are still too young to have considered the Academy. My youngest brother and sister are twins, just like my older brother and sister.”

I say, rethinking the evening I had planned which included me and Cyra naked and sweaty in one of our beds. “And finally, it appears that your family has quite the group of intelligent warriors. Are there anymore like you back home?” she asks. For a moment, I think that she’s joking, but since she doesn’t smile, I take her question seriously. “I have two more sisters and a brother who are still too young to have considered the Academy. My youngest brother and sister are twins, just like my older brother and sister.”

Hestia explains, as if reading my mind, “Us workers also get to partake in the festivities and enjoy ourselves. My, it has been a while since they have had one though.” “He has sisters,” I ask, raising an eyebrow as we walk back through the kitchen. “Oh, yes,” She nods, “He has four sisters. The youngest being 26. They’re all close in age, I’m sure that you will get along swimmingly.” “If they’re anything like Anthony, I highly doubt it.” I mutter.