Lesbian Sisters Novels & Stories

“My best friend is no longer the virgin mute! I want my mute back!” I had an inkling of what a stranger might think if they came across such a scene. Why was she crying like she’d been betrayed by her lover?! Quickly, I rushed to the door, peeking to make sure nobody had heard anything before locking it. “This is all my fault…” she whimpered, then snapped her head toward me. “No, it’s yours… even if you wanted to get laid, why him? I mean, I did want you to come out of your shell, but not with the man who chose your sister over you!” She glared angrily.

"What baby? Amy, are you…" I helpfully explained, "Amy, my poor sister, got sexually assaulted three months ago. She's now pregnant with her assailant's child. My advice was to get an abortion, but she refuses to get one. What do you think we should do in this situation, Eric? Should we file a police report?" Before Eric could say anything, Amy lunged at me, her nails almost clawing at my face. "Why must you make it sound so horrible? Are you doing it on purpose? I'm already in anguish over the fact that I… Must you bring up my trauma like that?

Monica laughs lightly. "I am glad that you didn't make the same mistake of hurting your mate." Karen smiles with a hint of pain and guilt in her eyes, "It won't be easy, but it is worth it." "You can talk to us." Lily places her hand over mine, reading my confusion which I am trying to hide, "We all are your sisters and friends. It is not just the brotherhood that runs deep into this club's roots. Even sisterhood is stronger than the blood. We ladies always have each other's back, no matter what."

Amalia rolled her eyes as she abruptly stopped walking, and so we were. "Yeah, that's it, I think? I think we also need that too." "And why do you think that we need it?" Amalia asked, raising her eyebrows to Lianne. Lianne swung her shoulders back. "I'm not sure, but I recently heard that our sisters are being treated for all the traumas they had from mama." Lianne had a sad expression on her face. My eyelids fluttered, and I initially moved away.

Tabitha said in a small voice. "I saw what you did back there. You saved him but allowed him get away without paying the price. Why?" Lord Krishna asked in an echoing voice. "I was... confused my Lord. He called me... Elizabeth?" "And you believed that! That was only a plot to get away!" Lord Krishna thundered. "He sounded like he knew me! Does he?" Tabitha pressed on. "Does it make any sense? You were given birth to here together with your eleven sisters who are all out on missions as well. Go back and fullfil yours, Tabitha."

Kohn says, and I nod to encourage him. "Okay, here goes...Thousands of years ago, when the Gods were young and stupid, two sisters fell in love with two demi-gods. The sisters were named Anniki and Selene. The Night Goddess and the Moon Goddess. The demi-god's names were Lupin and Agana. The bastard sons of Erebus, God of Darkness. Anyways, the sisters fell in love and felt sorry for the bastard sons. The sons, however, didn't truly love the sisters. They were, in fact, faking their love. You see, they were using the sisters and their kind, naive natures. They wanted to live in Olympus with all the other gods, and they felt the sisters were going to be their ticket," Kohn explains before tak

She spins her head from me to my sisters, then back to me. “Wait. What? Fated mate? Sister? Am I stuck in a Calvin Harris song? Can you fill me in?” Sage says with disbelief and confusion in her tone. I let out a big breath and push off the counter. “Emmy, how about you close the door?” After learning how Justin creeped on me the night of the full moon, I’m not taking chances with my door being open for others to hear these conversations. “Sage, these are my sisters: Emmy, Saph, Pearl, and Amy.” I gesture to each of my sisters, saying Amy’s name with a little annoyance. She’s always lacked a filter. She’s similar to Sage in a lot of ways. They are even the same size. Must be a short-person t

Brutal looking men were turning into even more vicious looking wolves everywhere you looked. Nora was already gone, swallowed up and protected by her new pack. Cassie was determined to get to her sisters. They came into this world during a war, and she refused to lose them during another one.

She makes sure to ask me something else that will take the attention away from her sister. To say I feel uncomfortable is an understatement. I feel weirded out too, how can she look at me like that when her sister is right next to me? I’m here for Adira of ‘course but I don’t want to come off as rude to her sister as well. I don’t know why but I feel obligated to keep a balance between the two. I don’t want to give too much attention to Adira that she feels I’m crossing a line. And I don’t want to ignore Chloe as well.

"Maya, stop slouching. Ayra never slouches. You look like a broken doll." I stared at the reflection, but all I saw was my twin sister. The ivory lace hugged every curve of my body, but it didn't belong to me. Nothing in this room belonged to me. The five-carat pink diamond ring glittering on the velvet tray belonged to my twin sister. The penthouse overlooking the financial district belonged to her.