I Have Seven Stunning Sisters Novels & Stories

I almost cried when I realized today was the death anniversary of my late sister Stella. Growing up, my older sister, Stella, always seemed to have it all. She was the golden child, the apple of my mother's eye. While I tried to find my place among the shadows, Stella effortlessly commanded attention. She had inherited our mother's stunning looks and confident demeanor, making her the epitome of their shared aspirations.

Another voice from the sky said. "I have 12 sisters. They're all annoying, I'm sorry. Our mother is the moon. She likes you so much. That's why you can come here." She said sweetly. I was so confused. I can't say anything or even move. I just stood there like my body refused to move.

"I have seven sisters who all look very dull and alike. I can barely tell them apart, and Eshvani is only interesting due to who it is that she will be marrying, soon. There is only one other brother. He has more sea green to his plumage, whereas I have royal blue. I'm prettier." Chaitav was beginning to enjoy feeding the Eurasian morsels of his culture and customs. You could see them processing and analyzing everything he was saying. "Seven... no, eight siblings??" Lucas' eyes widened greatly, and his jaw dropped open ever so slightly. 'This owl isn't very bright.' Thought Chaitav, 'He can't even count.' "What's the order?" Queried Loris, this time. "You are 3rd and your sister Eshvani is 5

, I guess no but I do have two sisters, one is my Elder sister, Davi, the firstborn of my family and the other is Little Oprah who happened to be the last born of my family. My Elder Sister, Davi got married Three years ago to Sir Thomas a Hunter who had Three wives, well she is a little lucky as she only has three women before her, she'll be the fourth Wife and might be able to blend in soon enough unlike me who is to get married to a 50-year-old man with Five wife and Twenty Children.

He looked nothing like them and he was a complete wuss, a trait no single Puhvel of my knowledge had ever exhibited. Having said that, I should have been able to break him, but he was still unwilling to give me the information I sought. Or rather, he was simply unable to tell me? The seven sisters were as ruthless as they were cunning. It was absolutely possible that they had blocked his memories of them from him. Apart from being ruthless bitches, they cleared all traces of their tracks. Each and every single time.

Beauty’s POV I was born, the youngest and only sister of seven brothers. While mother wanted me to knit and cook, my father taught me the art of being a merchant. But my seven brothers taught me to wrestle. Even now, I treasured the memories of my brothers. Many a split lip had come from their teasing, but none dared strike back in anger... I was the baby, the girl, and while I learned to be rough, they learned to protect.

Dad calls her my shadow because she is always with me Shasta’s my youngest sister she’s 16 beautiful feisty and brave the wildest sleeper ever and probably my closest sibling I have .she’s brown skin curvy and she has hazel eyes and a little shorter than me at 5’7 like our mom she happens to be a lot like her actually They both have big hearts and will do anything for people they love.Always making sure everyone is taken care of.Baby sis and I have a great relationship so I can’t be but so mad.But who wants feet in their face ever

Instead, I was gazing at a massive, magnificent male form before me, one that I’d never seen the likes of. It’s not that I’m a prude, it’s just that I’m always outshone by my sisters, you know? It’s not just Jenna with the lithe, sinuous body and gleaming blonde hair. I also have two younger sisters, Callie and Karina, who are stunners in training. Even at sixteen I can tell they’re going to be a handful based on the number of breathless comments on their I*******m selfies.

AFTER SEVEN YEARS Outside the very expensive bar meant for the richest people in the city of Netherlands sat a very beautiful young girl of nineteen. She sighed deeply before running a hand through her dark short hair in a frustrated way, "I wonder where my sisters are right now or how they are doing?" She uttered letting all the breath she had been holding out freely. A tear soon slipped out of her eyes before they rolled down her cheeks freely.

“Have you seen Quinn, Mr. Collins? Quinn went after you not long after you left for Rochester.” Julia said as well, “That’s right. Quinn is your seventh sister. Why didn’t she come back with you?” That was when Julia’s words hit him. Chase froze. He turned back to look at Julia in disbelief as he said, “What did you just say, Miss Julia? Miss Norris is my seventh sister?” Myra looked shocked as well. Julia nodded when she met both of their eyes. She said, “That’s right. Miss Norris is your seventh sister, Quinn.”