My Seven Sisters Are Unparalleled Novels & Stories

Charis Jennings glared and snapped, "Percy is such a shameless idiot. He really thinks he's some kind of king who can pick through the seven of us as if we were prizes? I swear I'm going to let him have it." The other five sisters were just as furious, and the group stormed out together to wait for me outside the hall. I had barely stepped through the door when I ran straight into all seven sisters. They were all glaring at me as if they were ready to tear me apart. The first to speak was Kara, the woman I had married in my past life. "Percy, don't think that you're a bigshot just because we allowed you to choose from us. You're nothing special."

“You know I can’t handle someone like Alexander Sterling.” Amelia stared at her in disbelief. “So I should because I am what? A superwoman? Please can you just think before you start spouting nonsense? Sophia’s lips trembled before she looked around her parents. “You’ve always been stronger than me so why should this suddenly become a problem?” The unfairness and hypocrisy almost made Amelia laugh. Stronger? No. The right word would be Just forgotten. Her father stood with a menacing look on his face. “Enough,” he said firmly. “The Hart family is on the verge of bankruptcy.”

She sighed and shook her head, silently asking me to continue. "They weren't only well-known for their beauty, but for their unity as well. People called them the inseparable sisters, and that was what they were. But as they grew, one surpassed the other in popularity and charm. She was doted on and loved by all the young alphas and princes, including those in the highest positions. She received gifts daily from men and women who admired her charm, but the other sister received nothing. The other one never bothered. She always had the thought that one day, people would recognize her charm as well, but as months grew into years, she realized that she was only loved because of her sister's cha

It was noticeable even to me, who was here for only a week. In addition to Lane and Venira, about thirty people with a dark gift lived on the estate, among whom were both adults and children. They teamed up with only one goal: to destroy the artifact that suppresses the darkness in women. Caroline Lint, who was the head of this small community of the dark ones, who called themselves the Sisters of Darkness, ran everything here.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

It all seems like a puzzle. I also asked him about his family and I got to know that Seven is actually a twin. He has a twin sister named Kenzie. We talked about his other siblings, his elder brother and their last sister Catherine before going back to bed. I moved closer to him as I traced my fingers on his chest, moving it down to his tattoo. I moved my tender fingers on it down to the bold written letter, C. Although his sister’s name is Catherine but this face looks nothing like the picture of his little sis he showed me.

He could inherit everything Arthur had built and pass it on to his descendants. With a single move, the nine sisters had been pushed from the center of the family to a place that no longer mattered. They were no longer Chamberlains. They were simply nine women who used to be.

Lydia must stick to the facts. These women were her age. They were raising toddlers and children. The oldest of what the media deemed the Huntington Hundred- many thanks to Doctor Jared Huntington for having such a convenient name- was only seven, and already he had 99 siblings to contend with. Lydia thought of her own two sisters, the complicated relationships with them that ebbed and flowed and changed almost daily, and suppressed a shudder. It was a different situation, of course. It had to be, given the circumstances.

Then, like a flash, an image seared through his mind—Melody conspiring with his two most trusted men. Melody's voice echoed in his head, "We can't let this baby be born. Why not use this chance to frame Rosalia and make Jared leave her for good?"

“I don’t think she’s just some country girl they brought back. All those people from the outside who’ve been putting down our Mr. Cromwell, saying Miss Seven is ill-mannered and a poor student—well, they clearly didn’t know what they were talking about.” “Evan, I have to admit, I was uncertain at first, but my rich brother said, once I meet Miss Seven, I’d understand why Mr. Cromwell has been transferring company shares recently. Just wait. Once Miss Seven takes control, the Cromwell family will soar to even greater heights!” “Unbelievable, Colin! You have such high praise for Miss Seven? Isn’t that a bit too much? I’m still waiting and watching. Sometimes Bruce throws out smoke bombs.”