Poems And Quotes About Sisters Novels & Stories

I say and she looks at me. I hold her hands, and smile "I do not know why you want to be that, but we don't need to ask, we will help you reach the mountain you aim for, and even then, a greater height. We will do anything and everything for you, you are my sister, our sister." "Actually my sister, but fear not, together, we will climb." Cara says, with a smile. "Like you said, It is our destiny to be powerful women, and nothijng stops destiny." Violet says.

warned the second sister. “Surely, you’re not afraid of that small thing!” said the third sister. “You know those things can burn,” replied the second sister. “I don’t see you coming near it.” Flora heard them talking and knew that they were talking about the sanaria. She hugged Nadi and then raise the garland from her neck. “She heard you,” said the third sister. “You’re always the loud one.” “Surround them,” commanded the first sister. “She can’t hold that up against all of us. She’ll get tired soon.”

“Forgive us Alpha Thalos. We thought we could do her a favour. But now, she doesn’t even know how to stay in her own place.” “If you may, I will call for my mother. We will label her a stray and then if it satisfies you, you can lay a curse on her and we will send her to the woods to wander the earth until she dies from your curse.” The moment those words left her mouth, I almost laughed. Not because it amused me. But because everything suddenly became obvious. Bitterness. Jealousy. Hatred. The two women were sisters. Yet one wished complete destruction upon the other without hesitation.

He stood tall and proud, and the golden light of the midday sun shone through the windows, lighting up the hall like a sign of a new and bright future. The two sisters spent the rest of the afternoon talking about their lives, finding out that they liked the same flowers and that they both had a habit of biting their lip when they were thinking hard. It was a day of magic and a day of truth that would be written in the history books of Westoria for a thousand years.

Disha was different, she was my anchor, my sister in every way that mattered, in every chapter of a book I will forever read. She smiled sadly. “Lessa, you don’t always have to be strong for everyone. You’ve got us… me, your mum, your uncle, Sir Michael and his parents, Natasha and her family too. We’d stop the world if it meant keeping you safe. You let us share your happiness, don’t shut us out from your sadness.” Her words sank deep. For a few seconds, I couldn’t speak. My throat tightened, my eyes burned. From the driver’s seat, Michael added, “God must’ve forgotten to make you two blood sisters.”

Deep inside, all of them knew they would never match the value of the golden girls. ~ Mother did not get revenge on our sisters who died in the last battle. ~ Martha signed at the end. ~ Our sisters who died fighting against wolves. And we should ally with them?~ One of the witches asked, and a few others nodded their heads energetically. Megan almost laughed.

How could they take everyone I love away from me? I sat there, tears streaming down my face, holding onto my sister one last time. Standing up, I sought for a suitable spot and began digging with my bare hands to lay my sister to rest. I couldn't bury my father, or mother, or brother, but at least I could bury my sister. I gently placed her in the hole, holding onto her tightly as tears flowed uncontrollably. "May the moon goddess's light illuminate your path to the underworld, where shadows dance in eternal embrace." I whispered softly.

DARK SISTER POV I knew I shouldn’t be festering on it. I knew I needed to let it go and stop wallowing, but how can I? When my sisters and I died, we died together. Selene and I were cut down that day side by side, while our elder sister, the strong and brave warrior spirit of us all, rushed out ahead in an attempt to fight off the pillagers of our small village.

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 shrugged, returning the empty glass cup. "Just be patient with her and listen, okay?" She smiled. I returned the gesture with an added nod. "I didn't know you had a twin sister." She tried to brighten my mood. "Triplet sisters." I corrected, unable to help my laughter at the expression she wore after gaining the news. "Wow ! That must be crazy fun having people that look exactly like you." She clapped. I loved how amused she got just by knowing I had more identical sisters. "I know right?" I responded, deciding to take advantage of the time before Caramel showed up to know Ride a lot better. It could help with taking my mind off what I had to face eventually.