Lesbian Sisters Novels & Stories

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

When my sister threw herself into the arms of the masked man, I knew that she had reincarnated too. In our last life, when she saw the handsome face of Yoran the Alpha lycan, she promptly threw herself at him as if bewitched. At the same time, she tripped me in front of the masked man. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Erin—I didn't mean to. But someone as ugly as you really doesn't suit an Alpha." Then, leering at the masked man behind me in disdain, she scoffed, "The way I see it, you suit him way more."

Her steady golden eyes lingered on my face. "I wonder who you take after. You look so beautiful, you know that?" she whispered. I couldn't help smiling in the dark. "Not as beautiful as you are," I said, but Ana snorted. "Did you know I was the ugliest among my siblings?" "I don't believe it," I said. "My sisters were all beautiful," Ana said. "They liked to tease us a lot when we were young." "Us?" "Me and Alex," Anastasia said. "We were called the Little Pair back then. We used to play together and shared each other's room. My older sisters, Tataina and Olga were the Big Pair. They didn't like me, but they didn't mind Alex much."

I snarled. Before I could close my door on the sluts face, Jayden's door burst open, and he threw out Chrissy: Christan's whore of a sister. His nostrils flared as he threw her out on the floor next to her slut of a sister. Both sisters ran, seeing our furious reactions. Giving each other a nod, we both went into our rooms. We had found our mate, our luna queen, and I would be damned if I touched another she-wolf till our little Kiara was old enough to be with us. I rather die of blue balls than touch another woman again.

He looked at us so confused, "a lesbian what?" We pointed at the wall that was blinking in red and blue lights saying "ladies night" He looked at it and seemed to be even more confused. I couldn't stop myself from laughing. He was just adorable. He shook his head, "I'm sorry... Honestly I'm so confused. And I am not homophobic... I have a sister who's trans and she goes through the worst hate in this world for being herself.. So I would never let anyone else go through that. We honestly thought ladies night meant.."

Harper smiled at me like I’d hung the moon. Jamie snapped their fingers in support. Leah fist pumped. Dani whispered, “Slay.” Then Sienna spoke. “I used to think ‘queer’ fit me better,” she said softly. “But now I think lesbian fits too. Like it doesn’t feel scary anymore.” I nudged her. “Because you have amazing taste in girlfriends.” She snorted so loudly someone dropped a pen. The meeting kept going people sharing stories, tiny wins, and stupid moments. Leah talked about her crush on the girl who works at Smoothie King.

The sisters were used side by side in perfect, depraved symmetry. Aurora was fucked hard by Elias in her pussy while Lucian took her mouth. Sophia was double-penetrated by Damian in her ass and Ronan in her cunt. The wet, filthy symphony filled the studio — the constant squelch-squelch-squelch of cocks destroying tight holes, the gagging sounds from both sisters, their muffled, desperate moans, and the wet slapping of flesh against sweat-slick skin.

I asked, taking it. She stayed silent and featured a confused look for a few seconds as she shook my hand, but then came close to me. "I just mean, there are good looking ladies living together, and they can hook up, that's all. Do ladies here not get together?" "Oh, no," I shot her down, shaking my head no and backing up. "There is a serious rule around here: sisters here can't get involved. It is strictly forbidden, like forbidden fruit. Sharon didn't mention that?"

Mitne In the realm where moonlit glades and ancient forests merged, a tale of two twin werewolf sisters emerged—one born of silvered privilege and the other forged in the fires of wild determination. Their destinies, like Yin and Yang, would shape the balance of their world. The first sister, born under a radiant full moon, was cherished from the moment of her arrival. Wrapped in the warmth of a loving pack, she grew amid adoration and protection. She was a delicate blossom sheltered from the storms of life, her every wish catered to as if by an army of devoted servants.

Lisa was utterly shocked as she looked around and found her sister ripping out the pages one by one from their album which held their childhood memories. "Lia stop!" Lisa yelled at her twin sister who looked at her with rage. Lisa immediately walked to her and snatched the album from her ripping it more in the process. "Get out. Stay away from me. Get out!!!" Lia her twin sister yelled hysterically. She was still traumatized by what had happened to her few months back. Tears filled Lisa eyes as she was being yelled out. Lia was raped a few months back and that made their siblings and sisterly love to turn sour. Lia accused Lisa of being the one planning her rape because Lisa was jealous.