Monroe Sisters Novels & Stories

Sarah yells about to lunch at Mona but some people hold her back and just in time the librarian stops in the middle of the crowd with Mrs Sharon, the vice principal. "what is going on here? " "she hit me! That bitch hit me! "Sarah immediately strikes pretending to have been deeply hurt. Seriously! What do guys actually find attractive about this girl? Mona doesn't bother denying it. She simply shrugs looking uncomfortable again. Her eyes fall to the ground as she bows her head not bothering to defend herself. "is this true Miss Jones? " Mrs Sharon asks. Miss Jones? They're sisters? My eyes trail closely at Sarah, and then to Mona and indeed they look awfully alike, only difference is Sarah d

After her round, we go find Ben and the four of us find a stand up table to have a few more drinks. After several drinks and a couple more hours, Mom and Ben decide it’s time to go get the girls and go to bed. “Let’s go dance,” Monroe says, threading her hands around my neck. “Do I look like someone who dances?” “Pretty please.” Her silvery blue eyes look up at me through her lashes and I am literally incapable of saying no.

Cecil, who was next to her, answered quickly, "Monique has two older sisters, both of whom are very beautiful women. It's the kind of beauty that men would fall head over heels for just by looking at them." Cecil wasn't exaggerating. In her opinion, Monique's two older sisters were truly very attractive, especially the way they walked. They were elegant and graceful in their movements. Their lovely gait was something Cecil would never be able to learn even if she trained for a hundred years. Levi suddenly became excited. "Really? Do you have photos of them?" His excitement was not caused by the fact that they were beautiful women. It was because he thought one of Monique's sisters could be t

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."