Mi Hermana Querida Novels & Stories

She swung her legs over the edge of the sofa and stood up. “Come on.” Andrei put his hand on her shoulder, gently pushing her back. “Where are you going?” “Speak-House.” “Is this where they took your Dad?” She was unable to say “yes”, her face flaming with shame. Speak-House used to mean protection and reassurance. Now she would have to go there as a disgraced supplicant, tainted by association with the Enemy. “Don’t go,” Andrei said. “It’s useless. My mother and sister, they used to stand in line for hours. They never saw him. They brought food and gave it to the guards who ate it. And we starved.”

"Mi vida means my life; mi amor my love; Mi corazón es my heart; Cariña is like sweetheart? Mi Reina is my queen." "And mi Cielo or something?" she asked. "My sky," I said with a smile. "You are all these things to me, Maria, y mas [and more]." Maria looked shy and stared at her feet. "Well, I’m no queen. So that one is out. I don’t think it’s healthy if I'm your life. I guess I like mi amor, mi Cielo, and Carina. Are all Spanish men this intense, though? Like calling someone "your life and your sky"? We just say "baby" or "sweetheart."

she gestured us to step in, Before I could completely get in, my eyes caught sight of some woman’s long dark brown hair, she was sitting opposite to where I was standing, We stepped in and the door closed automatically, “Hola! mi querida hermana, (Hello! My dear sister)” Armando spoke in Spanish and I couldn’t understand him except his greeting, The woman turned her face and all my excitement went down the hill, she was Julianna, his sister. “¡Oye hermano! ¿Cómo has estado? (Hey brother! How have you been?)” Julianna stood up from her one leg to another sitting position.

I turned around to face her and then glanced at her hold on my wrist. "I know how much you cherish Martina and I'm also aware of the bond you two share but I do hope you realize I'm your sister too and I love you more than you can ever imagine. We may not have spent the time as we were supposed to but I still loved you from the very first day I knew had sisters, not just you, Martina as well after all she's my other half. You have a lot of anger pent up in you sweetheart and I do hope it wouldn't be used as a way to close off your heart. Maja, sweetheart, I love you so much Hermana, I've always loved you darling" she kissed the back of my hands with tears flowing from her eyes.

“Why don’t you, your sister and uncle ride back with me and Reid? I’ll take you to the pack hospital.” “Okay. Um, I don’t need the hospital though. Really. I’m not injured. I just need to clean up.” “Hermana, let’s go just in case. One of them had you restrained for a moment there.” “Why are they calling your different names?” Aiden asks. I addressed my sister first. “I will go for you, Mia. Okay?” Then I turn my attention to Aiden, “Sobrina means niece. Hermana means sister. It’s not different names.” I said and now I’m smiling.

“Mahira, please come back .. please don’t leave me,” Suddenly Mahira spoke in a faint whisper, “Sister,’ she tried hard to speak, “I don’t blame you, just don’t spare them... don’t..... promi..,” she stopped speaking and her head rolled to one side. “Mahiraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” she wailed hard as she held her younger sister’s body in her hands, the sister who was so bubbly just a few hours back, who had dreams to achieve and was better off than any other member in her family.... the sister who was no more... she wailed and wailed

She feel the glow that embracing her, then whispered warm-heartedly, “I miss you, M-mom.” The voice then reminded for something, uttered a shocking reality that shook the heaven and earth for Dana, “Mariya, your friend, and my Ultimate Sister, the Luna!” Her Mother just feel so serious as she spoked those words, and was as if knows everything that have happened, as if watched everything going on of her life?

I furrowed my eyebrow thinking about that. . "Because you are my baby sister, cupcake. And I have vowed to protect you, pamper you, and love you until the last breath of my life.", Mishri finally opened her eyes and turn her gaze toward me. I cupped her tiny face and continued, "in case if I failed to protect you then I don't have a right to live.", I didn't realize when my eyes started welling. . . "I love you, Bhaiya ❤️", She said with a smile & kissed on my cheek.

It irks and irritates me. Henry Salvatore might be good looking, hot, fuckable but no, he isn’t my type. If I’m to fuck him, it would be for the job and not for anything pleasurable. The ringing of my phone drew me out of my silly, naughty thoughts and when I checked it, it was my mother. “Hey mama” I called out immediately. “Mi Hija, how are you doing? How is Los Angeles?” She asked (Mi Hija means My daughter)

"Sister.." Mia muttered and tears uncontrollably poured on her jowls. "My sister." Juliet trotted towards her and she threw herself in Mia's arms she grasped her firmly like an anaconda grasping its prey, "I've missed you so much sister." She shed tears on her neck and she moved from her arms holding Mia's hands. "Why haven't you come to my mansion to visit me since three weeks you returned from Brazil?" Juliet's eyes drooped spotting Mia's eyes and cheeks somber she stroked her cheek, "sister you look so unwell."