Mi Hermana Querida Novels & Stories

“Thank you for always showing up Maria” “We are one, Giorgio’s enemy is mine and your enemy is mine together we would wipe them off”. Her words lingered in the air as she gave me a tight hug. This was sisterhood, the longest that I can remember and of course my enemies are definitely closer than I think.

Even if I went to the southern territories, I would not have anywhere to stay. However, I did not ask any questions and silently accepted the train ticket. As Adrian saw me take the ticket, his expression softened. "Don't worry. Even though you won't be living with me, you're different from Sophia. She's just like my sister, but you're my only mate. I'll treat you well from now on." My expression softened slightly, and my heart felt bittersweet. In my previous life, I had never heard him speak such gentle words to me.

“Visit again.” Mrs Martinez hugged Prim close, at the door. “I will make some Tamales for you.” Egan looked away, still holding Primrose’s hand firmly. Another Latina to contend with for Primrose. He tried not to smirk as he saw her and her cousin’s eyes widen at the thought of the Tamales meal. “I have not had that since Aunt Mia died,” Sol said. Primrose looked teary-eyed as she hugged Mrs Martinez again. “Thank you.”

her voice and words made tears run down my eyes she herself said these words not about another person but about herself. “I know who to protect and who to love,” Mia said as she crawled towards me. She got closer and touched my cheek. “I may sound crazy but you’re that person, you’re that person I can love,that person I know had my back and would always take care of me” she cried which made me cry as well. “I love you as a friend, sister, a mother and as my best and only friend” I smiled sweetly at her while tears rolled down my eyes. I wrapped my shaking hands around her,trying to comfort her. ‘She would never hurt me!’ I screamed at that little voice telling me she was a beast.

- No, don't call me your friend anymore, you are not my friend, a friend wouldn’t do what you did to me, he replies. - I'm sorry, what you say is true, but you know I have always been in love with your sister. - Oh really? How did you end up with my fiancée? - Were you also in love with her? - No but... - But what? Did you trip several times and fall on her? - No matter the explanations I give, you won’t understand me, so I prefer to stay silent. I agree to take care of Milagro's child. But I intend to marry Marissa who needs me more.

I shook her a bit and asked again. "He seemed to love her... My sister. She was very lucky... but he was not, she didn't... I did, but he didn't know... I was not...” She said. No, Tami, I might have thought the other way... But, now I know, I am lucky. You know me so well. I held her hand in mine and pressed it lightly. But she still loves me?? Why?? “Tami,” I whispered again, “why do you love Mihir?”

“Because, before you throw a stone, you should check if any of your relatives are not around. She is literally the same as me, so why are you acting like I am the bad person?” “The same person as you? Ewww, God forbid. How are you the same with her? You were fucking another man while he was married and even had the effrontery to come home with him to chase his wife away. What happened to being a girl’s girl, please?” “Mia, just let her be. The last thing I want is to waste my energy on her. Okay?” “What? That is why I am here for you, sis. I am your sister, your in-law, your guard, and your best friend! Of course, I would fight for you!”

I hold her as tight as I can, the knot in my stomach briefly loosening. “Grandma, I’ve missed you,” I say, breaking our hug. She kisses my cheeks, and takes one long look at me. “Mi amor, te he extrañado más de lo que jamás sabrás. ¿Cómo has estado?” (My love, I’ve missed you more than you’ll ever know. How have you been?) “Estoy bien, abuela. Te ves muy bien.” (I’m okay, Grandma. You look well.) “Porque siempre pienso en ti, mi amor.” (Because I always think of you, my love.)

"I love your eyes. I love your hair. I love your body. I love hearing you call me Cariño, I love hearing you speak, walk, laugh. I love you." "I love you too." The tears almost dropped, and I looked at Zay and Gold. They were tearing up. I was too. Emotional, I guess. "There's this word I remember often. It's Spanish. Querencia. It means a place where you feel at home, safe, grounded, and I feel all those things with you. You are the place my heart naturally returns to." They finally dropped. "Shit bro. I think I might cry." I heard Zay in the back, and I just couldn't help but laugh.

I looked up. He drank it and set the glass back down. "That wasn't yours," I said, squinting up at him. His eyes moved from me to Serena. "Mama Mia. I thought you were never coming back." "I told you I would, didn't I?" He walked over and kissed her hand. "You did. So what can I do for you today?" "Not for me. Apollo, meet my friend Rhea." I could barely keep my head level as I looked between them.