My Sisters Love Me Novels & Stories

I remembered my sister's words ringing in my ear. "Why ?! Why did you took the one and only people who showed love for me ?! Am I like that sinful and unworthy for someone's love Lord ?! Why did you took Allizah! She's the only one I have! I don't mind them comparing me and her j-just give her back to me. I love her so much! " I raised my head talking to the Almighty. I cried all my heart's pain, remembering my sister, Allli and her unconditional love for me and our bonding together. She's the only one who showed love to me. I hope it is genuine because I don't know what damage it will brought if I discovered even her love is fake.

He dropped to his knees beside my bed. "Grace, come home with me, okay? We have the same blood type. I'll give you my entire liver if I have to. You're my real sister. I won't let you die. From now on, I won't care about anyone else. I'll only stay by your side, okay?" Something inside me snapped. I shoved him away and started screaming like a madwoman. "I'm already dying! What's the point of playing the good brother now? Get out! I don't ever want to see you again!"

I will make my little sister happy, you too. Unable to hold back my tears, the realization that my sister loved me to such an extent overwhelmed me. I buried my head in my mother's embrace, weeping bitterly I had to inquire, "Mom, where did you acquire this?" "Someone gave it to me." She refrained from disclosing their identity, so I let the matter go. Besides, should that be a cause for significant concern? "Margaret, come with me." My mother, with a firm grip on my shoulders, guided me out of the room. Upon exiting, I spotted my father there. I cannot deny that I do miss him.

I turned around to face her and then glanced at her hold on my wrist. "I know how much you cherish Martina and I'm also aware of the bond you two share but I do hope you realize I'm your sister too and I love you more than you can ever imagine. We may not have spent the time as we were supposed to but I still loved you from the very first day I knew had sisters, not just you, Martina as well after all she's my other half. You have a lot of anger pent up in you sweetheart and I do hope it wouldn't be used as a way to close off your heart. Maja, sweetheart, I love you so much Hermana, I've always loved you darling" she kissed the back of my hands with tears flowing from her eyes.

But even then… I could still feel it. His gaze. Heavy. Persistent. Like it refused to let me go. “Are you okay?” I flinched slightly at the voice. My sister. Of course. I forced a small smile. “I’m fine.” She studied me for a moment, her eyes soft but searching. “You’ve been distant,” she said gently. “I’m just tired.” That excuse again. It was becoming too easy. She didn’t look convinced. But she didn’t push. Instead, her hand brushed lightly against mine.

I was momentarily stunned before I asked, "Does Celine have loose screws in her head? Why does she keep wanting to steal my boyfriends? "She already stole Jeffrey from me, even though he was just a piece of trash. Now, she wants Gabriel even though we're about to get engaged. Is she addicted to being the mistress?" Mom slapped me the moment the words left my lips. "How dare you speak about Celine that way! She's your sister! Besides, I wanted to introduce Gabriel to Celine from the very start, which makes you the mistress in this case, since you stole him from her." My cheek stung terribly. The slap had also extinguished the last bit of love I had for her.

“No, Mo…” “Let me finish, dear,” she interrupted softly. I nodded, stayed quiet, and just listened. “I’m sure you already know Liam’s not my biological child,” she said slowly. “But I’ve loved my sons equally. I can’t stand it when I feel they’re being taken advantage of.” She gave a weak smile, the kind that tried to hide pain. My heart clenched a little. She continued. “After Liam’s mother passed—she was the King’s sister, my sister-in-law and best friend…”

Even though I hated to admit it, my body loved Sophia but my soul yearned for Lila. “I love you.” I mumbled as she pulled back after the kiss, her lips inches away from mine. “I love you more.” She replied, gently pecking my lips before she left the room. And then the door closed. "Can I love one sister and not ruin the other?" I wondered.

Our sweat-soaked bodies move as one, milking every last drop of pleasure from our incestuous union. We gulp big breaths of air before our lips again find each other but there is no lustful urgency in this languorous kiss, just contentment and... love. Yes, I love my sister in a very non-brotherly way. "I love you, Sis," I tell her as our bodies settle into a comfortable stillness. My spent cock lingering inside of her as my body crushes her into the mattress.

" I hope you don't hate me because I'm in love with someone else and I do really care about your brother and I do love him as a friend and I hope that me not deciding to settle down with him doesn't cause any trouble between us. " "I still love you as my sister and you and I have got a friendship and we've got a good thing going on so it doesn't matter if you fall in and out of love with my brother or he falls in and out of love with you you're my girl and I've always got your back. " " You're my girl too and I've always got your back. I will try and make a meeting as soon as I can so that a man can be back home earlier and you guys can pack and leave and go and have a great time on holiday.