Seventh Sister Novels & Stories

“Your mother kept my mother in the dark for SEVENTEEN years. SEVENTEEN YEARS she lived with betrayal under her own roof!" Barely eight years old, Damain stood by young and vibrant Sidney in sobs. The pain in Cassie’s eyes was unforgiving. Cassie’s voice trembled. “And a boy I trusted for FIVE YEARS—five whole years—was lying to me all along. I am such a fool!" Liam whispered through tears, “You are my sister, Cassie… I would never think of hurting you." Cassie stiffened instantly. “I will never accept you or your little brother as my family,” she said coldly, voice dropping to a chilling calm.

Martha shrugs as she says, “It’s either that or face Harry’s wrath. The choice is yours, but I really wish you’d try to earn your place, Mom. Even if it doesn’t happen.” I clear my throat and say, “This is all very interesting, but what does it have to do with me?” “Oh, Emma. Everything has to do with you. You are the seventh sister. That which contains and protects the power of the coven. You are the anchor.” “I don’t understand.” I told her sitting next to Peter. He takes my hand and caresses it, sending delicious sparks throughout my body, making me relax instantly. She smiles and says, “A coven is made up of several witches. When the number of witches is s

These clear blue eyes are tired but determined as she greets me this evening: “Fav! You’re looking well.” I cannot say the same for her. Her blonde hair is limp tonight, and her golden skin is dull and dry. Only her eyes hold any spirit. So instead, I merely bid her a good evening before I accept a sisterly embrace from her. As my lips brush by her cheek, I mouth, so quickly that anyone passing will see only a stutter of my lips, “Seven.” Her eyes are wide when I step back, and she hooks her arm around mine. Against the crook of my elbow, she makes hand signs. First for ‘A’, then for ‘M’.

I want to remain strong and fearless, I want to lead and conquer and Seven on one pack brings that out in me. Not because of what the moon goddess said as being the mate to Aiden but it's because I belong here. "You won't sit there and watch him spew rubbish, will you? We are getting coronated tomorrow and there is no going back!!" Aidne turned sharply to me but Seven didn't give him a break. "Get a break Aiden, if you're missing Beatrice that much you can go f.." "Beatrice is none of your business!! I'll never lead Beatrice on if nothing is ever going to work out between us, If we were not fated to be together." Aiden cut Seven's statement short and blasted, making my head pound.

No matter what, she was over thirty years old; she couldn’t cry in front of a little girl. The Seventh Princess continued, “Emma, once you become my seventh brother’s wife, my third brother won’t trouble you anymore.” Emma heard her tone, which seemed to treat herself as Seventh Prince’s possession, and she frowned, saying, “Even though Princess has good intentions... Princess has misunderstood. I will not become the Luna of Seventh Prince, truly...” The Seventh Princess’s expression changed, as if she heard something incredibly confusing. She asked in a bewildered tone, “Sister, you don’t like Seventh Brother?”

Who are they and what do they want with you? - Why do you want to know so much? Want to join them? - I say turning my back on him again - I am one of the leaders of the werewolf faction, it is my duty to finish and report any crime against lycanthrope life. Tell me, are you Seventh what? Seventh daughter? Lineage? Successor? - Corfin, Sétima Corfin. - Corfin? What is that? - says confused - My name. My name is Seventh, for them.

He watched as Axel looked at him as he takes advantage of Urie's weakness. The sisters laugh at the sight of Adam's content smile while sleeping. "Who's there?" one of the sisters named Klothod 'battle' asked. As they felt an overwhelming aura enter the room. The other sister's started putting their guards up at an unknown foe. But as soon as they saw Lilibeth's clear image. They were taken aback. "Tell us, what is the demon queen wanted with this human?" Said the seventh who calls herself the worst of all sisters combined.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

Stella asked and that was when Seven saw the name on it,,his eyes widened "Tell me,,,who is she? Tell me!" Stella half yelled Seven ignored her and walked toward the door "I hope she's not attending Spice High" Stella said and Seven faced her "What if she is??" He asked "I'm going to kill her,,I swear I will kill her!! You're mine,,don't you get?!" She said almost in tears "You might end up killing yourself if you don't stop this sh*t you're doing" Seven said and left "Rose!!!!!!! I will kill you!!! I hope you disappear,,coz if I find out who you are,I'm going to kill you!!" Stella screamed

“You have visited the witch, I see.” “I need your help in finding my sister. I’m willing to pay whatever you ask.” His brows raised. “You paid a pretty heavy price just recently. Are you sure you’re up to it again, so soon?” “I’m here aren’t I?” He studied her for a moment before pressing a button to summon his men. Moments later, both Jeremiah and Victor entered through a side door that was camouflaged by paneling. She raised her chin in what looked like defiance, but was really an act of fortification for herself over what was to come, while their lustful eyes consumed her.