Secrets Of Sisterhood Novels & Stories

Calling me an idiot right now? Completely valid. Honestly, what else do you call a girl who just discovered she has two birth sisters? A girl whose supposed husband….no, contract husband married her just to hand her over to a father she never even knew? A girl whose mother lied to her every single day of her life? Whose sister is a suspected maniac that possibly murdered someone in the same house she’s still living in? A girl who’s standing in the same room with the man who kept all these secrets—

Some secrets -some skeletons, are nothing but dust, some are rotten, with the flesh still clinging to the bones, and some sit in the shadow of their secrecy, sharing the darkness with ghosts of what they once was. Secrets points to us where our shame lies, and makes us understand the shame of others. I believe that nobody in this world is truly an open book. You might meet people that seem like an open book, but have burnt pages. You might meet people that seem like an open book, but written in a language only they can understand. We all have our secrets, we all have our shame; some more disturbing than others. I zoom in again on the files Wilma sent me. I’m pretty sure my sister’s stalking

BLURB ******* Have you not heard about the term bro-code If you have ,you must very well know the top most code in the list of bro-codes will always be 'best friend's sisters are off limits.' So let's see how beyond control is falling for your best friend's sister for Liam Fredrick ,your typical college bad boy. ********** Does a sis code exist?? Not sure huh? As much as brothers hate their sister falling for their best friend, it's exactly the opposite when it comes to the sisters, don't you think so??

His eyes narrowed at her sudden dismissal but chose to let it go, knowing better than to jump to the defence when neither her nor his brother gave him more than a few words on the matter. “Anyway, my sister Amaya is studying to be a choreographer at the Washington Art Academy. Madelyn, my cousin, was just signed to T.H.E Modelling Agency; she’s looking to become a Victoria Secret Angel .” He spoke of them with so much pride; it became increasingly obvious that he adored each one of his younger siblings. “That’s wonderful; it’s obvious how proud you are of them.” I noticed and he smiled once again, munching on his fries.

Together, as sisters bound by blood and shared history, we would navigate the treacherous waters of the secret societies, uncovering their secrets, and reclaiming our rightful place in the world. As we left the café that day, a newfound determination burned within me. The world of secret societies may be dark and treacherous, but with Claire by my side, armed with the truth and our unbreakable bond, we would face whatever challenges lay ahead. The mysteries of our past would be unraveled, and the power of our sisterhood would guide us towards a future filled with strength, resilience, and a newfound sense of purpose.

I hated how my body was lighting up like a fucking Christmas tree while I tried to sound like the confident bitch everyone expected. Marcus was watching me the whole time, eyes locked on my face, that smug look growing darker. He typed something on his phone without looking down. A second later my own phone buzzed quietly in my blazer pocket. I couldn’t check it. I kept going, voice breathier than I wanted. “Sisterhood is about trust. About knowing your sisters have your back no matter what dirty secrets—” I caught myself, swallowed hard “—no matter what challenges come up.”

My voice cracked. "You need to tell us everything ?" Madden said, visibly upset. I shook my head. "Not now. Later. I promise. But first…" I pulled out the photograph of Alice in the lake. The warning on the back. The napkin. "Someone killed my sister. Someone left these warnings. Someone has been watching me since the day I arrived." Ashley stared at the evidence. Tears welled in her eyes. "Why didn't you tell us?" "Because I didn't know if I could trust you."

Andrew was going to turn down her offer but seeing the excitement she felt in the moment, he let her take them. Quickly he dashed up the stairs, walking on his toes as he got upstairs. He wanted to sneak up on his sister Claudia. Claudia was his older sister, she was twenty-eight years old but they share a very close relationship regardless of the age gap between them. They had both lost their father as children, and although their mother had gotten a few boyfriends along the years, they pretty much grew up with her as their only parent. Getting to her bedroom door, he increased the stealthiness in his movement, gently pushing the door open without making the creaking sound, his face was ful

i held that in my hand tightly. Some mysterious woman admitted me in the nearby hospital at the accident night and took my pendant and disappeared. "Lara, what are you thinking about?" maggie frowned. I came back to my senses and said with fake smile "it's nothing...." She pinched my cheeks and said "Don't try to fool me, I am the only one who knows you well and your thoughts.." "Yeah, well it's true. I can't hide anything from you so my dear little sisy can I get a cup of hot coffee from you." I said.

"How did you know?" "Just because I’m a pathetic sister doesn’t mean I can’t read my younger sister," She replies. "You’re not a pathetic sister," I mutter. Sarah clears her throat. "Look, I should have come to talk to you before today, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I guess I am ashamed." "Why?" "For being an asshole. For saying those mean things to you. For always getting on your nerves." Wait, is the world ending? What’s happening right now?