Mi Hermana Querida Novels & Stories

Synora cried out, her voice filled with elation, as she darted right towards her sister. Visenya bent down, gracefully receiving Synora in her arms. She held her little sister tight, cherishing the warmth of their reunion, and planted gentle kisses on the top of her head. "I missed you, Vee!" Synora wept, her tears a testament to her deep longing. "I missed you so much!" Visenya cupped Synora's face between the palms of her hands, her touch comforting and reassuring. "I missed you too... terribly." With tenderness, Visenya kissed Synora's tear-streaked cheeks, wiping away the remnants of sorrow.

“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 didn’t like his implication, that I’d be making a lot of mistakes, but most of my classmates were working to set up internships, and I agreed it would be a good idea to get some real world experience. The night before I left to return to Cambridge for the winter term, Javier surprised me with a candlelight dinner. He’d made his mother’s ropa vieja—a shredded pork dish, with white rice, black beans, and sweet plantains. “A real Miami meal,” he said with pride. “I don’t want you forgetting me.” “As if I could,” I said, and kissed him. The pork wasn’t tender enough, and the rice was gummy, but I didn’t mind.

Diego hugged me at the waist before I could open the door to the room I used, his bright eyes glimmering with tears, and a soft grin on his face. "Thanks for the best ice cream date ever," he muttered into my abdomen, his voice a little croaky. "I'm so sorry that you have to leave Rita behind but I'm very glad you're coming to Mexico with us. Thanks for being my sister, Rhea." A tear rolled down my cheek as I smiled. "Thanks for being the best brother in the whole world."

(today is our party , such beauty we never ever taste and today we will devour her fully. "Fratello penso che sia vergine maria, saremo i suoi primi per favore fammi assaggiare anche lei, è il mio sogno far scoppiare la ciliegia" (Brother I think she is Virgin Mary , we will be her first please let me taste her too , it's my dream to pop the cherry )

“No. You’ll tell him yourself, okay? Don’t say goodbye. Don’t you dare.” But her smile was faint, faraway. “I was always… the loud one but yet, I couldn't tell him how I feel.” She stopped talking, taking in deep breaths as he face darkened a little, “Mia, listen carefully….I…I want you to aveng me, burn that God forsaken clan to the ground until it turns to ash not sparinga single soul.” She said as she slowly lifted up her left hand to my face, a weak smile found its way to her lips as she mounted, “I love you, my dear sister."

She voiced out. “No, Mia. I can never hate you. You’re my sister. My blood. I’m here for you and I can’t hate you no matter what you do. Your presence makes me happy and I want to see you always,” Ala poured out his mind with his left hand on his chest. He placed his hands on her shoulder and locked eyes with her. “You’re my sources of happiness.” Mia beamed. She opened her arms and hugged him again. “I love you, brother.” She revealed.

The lady asked again. She placed her purse on the table and sat down on the only empty chair available. "His date," she blurted again, "I- I mean his sister," April said and Iver snickered in amusement. "What a coincidence!" she said with no enthusiasm, "I'm his sister too, his blood-related sister to be exact," the lady said saucily. "Oh," April uttered, completely speechless. "I'm relieved now. I had initially thought that his pretend family had arranged a bride for him without our knowledge," The lady said, gave them a disgusted look, picked up her purse, stood up and walked away.

Light erupted from the stone. Ryker instinctively reached for me, his hand clasping mine as power surged through the room. The symbols ignited, their glow illuminating the sanctuary with celestial brilliance. A voice echoed through the air. Gentle. Familiar. “Zara.” My breath caught. “Mia?” A spectral figure appeared; translucent, radiant, and achingly familiar. My sister. Tears streamed down my face. “You’re… here,” I whispered. The spirit smiled softly. “Only an echo,” Mia said. “A memory preserved for the one I loved most.”

"This is beautiful Antara,never knew my sister is now richer than I thought" "Yeah,I hope we are able to achieve our goals here in Manila" "I hope so too"She said with a confident smile. "Let's go take our bath" "Yeah,will go undress now" * * We walk downstairs hand in hand,Mom and Mira are already eating so we joined them eating as well. "So you're not missing your mom and siblings already?"Mira asked amidst eating and I smiled. "Not really?"I lied. Yeah,I really lied,why won't I miss the people I spent my whole life with?