Moore Sisters Novels & Stories

"I’ll let him serve me." Miss Moore chuckled and quickly covered her mouth, saying, "I should be older than you, so I’ll call you ‘little sister’. A man like Mr. Whitney isn’t so easy to handle. You’re admirable, but there’s still a lot you need to learn." Seraphina smiled faintly as she cracked another crab leg. "It’s fine. I love to learn." Miss Moore subtly curled the corner of her mouth and took a sip of wine. Seraphina ate the crab meat and asked, "By the way, Miss Moore, how did you and Mr. Whitney meet?"

I made eye contact with Moore, he was resting on a wall, just a few feet from us. “You fooled everyone. Since when did your name become Amber, Louisa?” Andrew asked with a small grin on his face. “Look Son, I think we should throw this woman out or hand her over to the police, either way, we cannot allow her to stay here.” “No one is leaving till I find out where my sister is,” Moore growled from where he was. He marched over to me and grabbed my arm, I tried to you'll away but he was too strong. He pushed me into the wall behind us. “Where is she Ambsr? Tell me now.” Moore demanded and tears rolled down my cheek.

She continued to compliment her with a smile. Madam Lilian's smile froze for a moment, and her eyes dimmed. After a while, Madam Lilian looked at her and asked calmly, "Miss Moore, you seem to be polite and well-dressed. You must have come from a noble family, right?" Trevor heard her from the side and quickly replied, "Madam, Miss Jaqueline is a famous young lady in Capital City. She excels in piano, chess, her studies, and painting. She's the great-granddaughter of the well-known Johan Moore of the Moore family in Capital City. She has been brought up carefully by Johan Moore since young and is raised well, as well as being outstanding. The Moore family is a well-known family in Capital Ci

Madam Moore paused for a moment and continued, "Although my sister had a difficult birth, she was very intelligent and beautiful. She entered the most prestigious university in the country with the highest score in the national college entrance examination. It was there that she met your father." Although my sister was born into a common family, her beautiful appearance, intelligent mind, and outstanding achievements made her popular among many men. Your father was one of them. He relentlessly pursued and relentlessly pursued your mother, and eventually she agreed to be his girlfriend. When Madam Moore reached this point, her eyes welled up with tears.

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."

“Haha, how dare the crooked melon and cracked date like you all, dare to make enemies with our Moore family and Sachin Hall. Too frail! You guys are too frail.” A Golden Garrison of the Moore family had contempt written all over his face as he wielded a long sword and slashed Vanessa Harris, one of the Wolf’s Den members, with a single blow. A bloody wound opened on Vanessa's chest. Slowly, her face turned pale. “Haha, just die! All of you, just rot in hell.” Every one of these Golden Garrisons of the Moore family was laughing maniacally. It had been a while since they tasted blood. Some said that the members of the Wolf’s Den were all crazy and perverted. But, these Golden Garrisons of the

Cynthia chimed in, "Have you gone nuts? Instead of daydreaming, why don't you work harder to get a man?" Her father, Daniel Moore, added, "I'm sorry I can't do that for you, my dear daughter. You'll have to rely on your brothers. I have to take care of your mom." Her eldest brother, Nate Moore, added, "Just get married, sis. I can't sell my kidney for you. I'll need that to produce more Moores." Her second eldest brother, Oliver Moore, also commented, "Is my life worth enough to you, sis? Should I give it to you? Will that finally make you stop your delusions?"

Everyone suddenly had an opinion about my return to New York. **“Serena Moore: Fashion’s Greatest Comeback Story”** - Vogue **“From Discarded Wife to Fashion Icon: The Serena Moore Journey”** - New York Times **“How Adrian Moore’s Ex-Wife Built a Half-Billion Dollar Empire”** - Forbes **“The Woman Adrian Moore Threw Away Is Now Worth More Than His Entire Net Worth”** - Page Six

I winked at him and clutched my purse tight in my grip. He leaned forward and slapped my butt, "yeah you do." I shook my head at him and made my way out of the building. * "I'm home." I announced as I walked into number 5, Alice drive. The apartment I lived in with my parent and my sisters. The greatest part of having sisters like mine, was the fact that we were triplets, and identical. "You are just in time to help me bake cookies." Becca yelled from the kitchen, earning an eye roll from me as I slammed the door shut.

She returned some minutes later to clear the dishes. After Mrs. Moore returned to the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator and was stunned. When her husband's friends came to greet him, they came bearing different kinds of liquor which Mr. Moore had been harbouring in his room and now, all the drinks were stucked in the refrigerator. None of them was consumed by her husband. "Unbelievable! " she exclaimed after returning to the room she shared with Ella. She sank on her bed and was having flashes of her youthful age. At the age of eighteen, she was married off to Mr. Moore because her parents felt she was ripe for marriage. Her father had three wives and she was the seventh of fifteen childr