Seventh Sister Novels & Stories

"Oh and Damon, you and I will be going for a walk in the Forest....I want to see things for myself" Damon bowed slightly and replied "yes my Lord" and walked out while dragging the dead boy's body behind him. A few miles shy of the walls surrounding Grenalia, there resided the dreaded witch cult known as The Seven Sisters in a black and gloomy single storey building. They rarely get any visitors but today there happened to be a heated discussion with a guest. "Harooooold!..... where is the Aconite you promised us?!" Harold, who was speaking with his head bowed, then responded.

Seven’s mother offered me a polite smile before her phone buzzed. “It’s my husband.” She murmured. “I’ll be right back.” And just like that, she was gone, leaving me alone in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, ready to make breakfast for Seven. I was just reaching for the eggs when a cheerful voice called out, “Good morning!” I turned to see Catherine, Seven’s little sister, bouncing in with her usual energy. She hopped onto a stool, kicking her feet as she chatted about a movie she’d just watched, her words spilling out in animated bursts.

I avoid my sister's gaze as I walk past her, my head bowed in shame. I know how she acts when she is angry. Sarah can destroy any fûcking time when she is mad. She is force to be reckoned with when she's upset. Aiden must know that too – he has seen her blow up before. "What do you think you are doing, Blacksmith? How dare you even consider messing around with my sister! She is my sister, for heaven's sake!" Sarah's voice rings in my ears. I enter my room and sit on my bed.

“Never,’ I spat with disdain, filled with outrage. My wolf just ignored me and was just excited and singing happily, not caring if I was cheerful about it or not. She knows how I hate fated mates. “Thinking of refusing about the seven of us, shit, you can’t and it will take me nothing to suck the life out of you and leave you for dead.’ The seven of them? How ridiculous! What? “Oh, you haven’t perceived the other’s scent here,’ I looked around. There were only six. Well, their pheromones say there are seven of them. Where is the remaining one? I don’t give a damn. Seven mates. This was too much, not one mate, but seven. What am I, a robot or some sort of sex machine to them?

Seven’s long honey-blonde hair was tied into a neat ponytail and her eyes were ice-cold daggers, shimmering with confidence and readiness to hurt someone. She was eager. The small crowd cheered for her. I guess she was a popular she-wolf. And she ate all the attention she was getting. “She’s literally Indrix’s sister. Seven’s never lost a match before and she’s one of the top warriors of the pack, anyone who matches her would be a deadman.” Bea whispered to me. “She’s also in love with Dimitri. For a while now. I don’t like her.” So she likes Dimitri, therefore hating me, and was now about to kick my ass for it. Yeah, that sounds about right. It makes sense.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

He growls, and she bows her head. “I understand, trust is difficult in these times.” Her eyes move to mine, “You look so much like my sister.” “Who was your sister?” “Why Samara of course.” “Of course?” I ask confused. “I am Amelda, one of the Original Seven, Samara’s sister. I’m here to help you.” “Sorry to burst your bubble, Amelda, but we’ve already saved the day,” Elion tells her, crossing his arms over his chest as we all glared at her.

I'd dо ѕоmе thіngѕ to hеr, I tell уоu whаt. "Whаt іѕ іt, ѕwееthеаrt?" "Dаddу, I nееd your hеlр. The pump ѕtорреd working аnd I nееd уоu to come fіx іt." "I саn't bаbу, I'm grіllіng. Brіаn, hеlр уоur sister out."

That was Seven’s ringtone. Seven hurried to the dressing table. He picked up his phone but before he could answer the call, it died. “This mumu is flashing me.” Seven said, dazed. “So it’s your date you’re calling a mumu abi? I will tell her if I ever get to meet her.” He turned to Angel and smiled, “I’m glad you’re open to the possibility that things might not work out.” “Bro, it’s you. Anything can happen.” Seven stared at his sister, he could not believe how fast she had matured. She smiled back at him. They shared a moment before Seven turned towards the door.

You have seven good days to live if you don't provide your child any of your family member" says the priest. I just have seven days to live. I need this girls for crying out loud. I don't want to die yet at this age. Kate's pov We kept looking around but we couldn't even find a single soul in the building again. Where did that man keep my sister. We've even asked the boys outside but it seems like none of them are about to confess. It made want to cry but I need to stay strong for my sisster. "Sister Jane" I called lowly.