Poetry About Sisterhood 소설 & 이야기

" That's the way, girl. Show that asshole that you are better off without him. Make him regret ever wronging you. You're a woman of talent and beauty and that should be known across all the land." Uriel's words bring a smile to my face. " Is he your sworn enemy and not your brother?" I ask, perplexed at how much anger her words carry. " He is my brother, my blood but apart from that, nothing binds us together. On the other hand, I have you, my sworn sister." That's what Uriel and I are to each other. Sworn sisters.

Sorava tilted her head to the side and said, “You know what, Soraya?” “What?” “I do not think we were ever meant to be apart. Maybe what we really needed the most was a sister, one that we could run to when the world turned a little cold,” she said. And as I stared at her, I realized that maybe she was right. The idea of a sister used to be so relieving for me. Someone to understand me, share my pain and joys in every sense. When father grew old and ill, I started to lose hope of that ever happening.

Her sister stepped forward and the wolves moved aside at once. “You left me no choice,” the sister said. “I chose nothing,” Amarah replied. “The land is already weakening.” “The land has survived worse than love.” A murmur moved through the chamber. “You think the bond affects only you,” the sister continued. “It does not. It changes what it touches.” “It holds us together,” Amarah said. “You cannot know that.” “And you can?” The sister held her gaze. “I listen when the ground speaks.” “And you would tear us apart to calm it.”

It was because of this email that I learned about all the struggles my family had gone through over the past year. [Back then, we always said you were the strong one and that you could handle anything. Daphne was delicate; she needed looking after. So we gave her everything. We gave her all our attention and money, forgetting that you were our child too. We forgot that you also needed to be loved, and to be supported. [You must’ve felt so heartbroken on that day you saw your sister’s post. I’m only now starting to understand. It took me this long. And now it’s too late.

she told Aria one afternoon as they planted basil, “that baby is going to be so loved. And I’ll be right here, the best aunt they could ask for.” Their sisterhood was real, deep, and healing—two survivors who had chosen joy and connection despite the darkness of their pasts. It wasn’t perfect. There were still hard days when memories crashed over them like waves. But they faced those days together, hands dirty from the garden, hearts open, and the knowledge that they were no longer alone.

She knew that her evil sister had to be stopped, but the thought of killing her had never entered her mind. Frey moved in front of Davina and looked down at her with compassion. “You have goodness in your heart, so you can’t imagine killing another human being; let alone, your sister. You must remember that, although she shared your mother’s womb and pulled chromosomes from you enough to take on your look, she is not your true sister. Her seed was magically implanted at the time of your conception because she needed much of the same environment and nutrients that you required. She would kill you and your baby without blinking an eye and wouldn’t give it another thought. Step out of the t

“ You could disappoint anyone Tiffanye, as long as Quinton is by your side nothing can go wrong. Get all the negativity out of your head because you are worthy. And you are meant to lead this pack to greatness. Never let anyone tell you different, become the woman you were born to be” “ You’re right thanks for the encouragement sis” “Anytime, that what sisters are for to be there to help one another through the good and bad times in our lives” Tiffanye nodded, and that when we embrace each other, in the middle of our sister bond I heard a knock on the door, I broke the hug walk over. When I open the door, on the other side of the door was Sunshyne and mom. I felt that there is going to be a

Her sister not by blood but by fate. ~~~ THE END~~~

It’s nоt hеr fаult, but I ѕtіll саn’t help thіnkіng I’m оn my own out hеrе. Sіѕtеrѕ саn’t еvеn hаvе each other’s backs оn the ѕtrееt, bесаuѕе of hоw druggеd we аrе. If wе’rе ever gоіng tо bе rеѕсuеd, it’s gоіng tо hаvе tо be me whо dоеѕ thе саll fоr hеlр.

"I will sing you a song. Sleep well, okay?" She hummed. Then, close her eyes. Seeing that, warmth flashed across my eyes, accompanied by a complicated emotion that I couldn't name, but I soon composed myself and opened my mouth to start singing. "When the stars form at night. They brighten the world beautifully. But do you know, sister? Even the star isn't as bright as you. Your smile is brighter than the brightest star. Your eyes hold beauty that transcends worlds. Oh, sister, sister, I love you..."