Sister Poems Of Love Novels & Stories

Zale said, " You love her?" " And what if I do? Are you going to tell me it's wrong to love her, don't bother because I already know how wrong it is? Lily is my elder sister, and I have been told from the very beginning that I should hate her and that I would have to compete with her for the throne one day. But I never hated her, just felt jealous sometimes due to his much my father loved her. He would pick her a hundred times over me. But in time I came to understand just how livable my sister was, she was like the moon itself, bright and intoxicating, and it was hard for anybody to not love her. So I never thought it was wrong to love her as well. At one point I would have done anything to

“Sister, I called her. She stared at me surprisingly. I loved you. “Don't call me your sister. I am never a sister to a bitch. She cried out, stay away from me. You took everything away from me. “I never did. We are family and I love you, sister. I said. “We loved you. Father finally broke his silence. I never hate you. I love you, as well as your sister, and about Aiden, he is never yours. He is not your mate, and you can never force him to love you, or claim you. Only your mate can claim and mark you. Aiden Mark on you will lead to your death since he is not your fated one. I don't want you to feel hostility toward your sister because of this, please. I am begging you, daughter.

“One day, the weak sister missed her tea time with her sister. So, the older sister went looking for the younger. The sister went to her bedchamber and cried out in pain. The weakened sister was in bed, turned to stone. Her powers...gone.” The sister cried and cried and cried until her true love came to visit. He embraced his mate as she told him everything. How her nieces and nephews sapped all the power from her sister and caused her to turn to stone. The lover, furious for the pain his mate went through swore revenge. He vowed to her right then and there, that if he laid eyes on any of them, they would surely die. “But the Goddess was sad, for her sister loved her children and begged them

Because of the only thing I have in my black life? But… I love her, I love everything she reveals to me, this admiration, this ecstasy, this fascination, the need to be close to me, to have her eyes they discover that only I exist for her. I knew I was reacting violently, but I couldn’t go against myself. It bit me and killed me seeing my brother in her bed. Where is she?

"Scott, take a good look at me! I'm your sister! Didn't you say you'd take care of me for life? Hurry up and come down to save me! I'd never let Arlene sign this contract!" A bitter ache filled my heart. After five years of marriage, Nicky and I had become best friends who shared everything. Scott spat at her through the phone. "You look like a hag, yet you're trying to pass yourself off as Nicky? That's not how you beg for mercy. I'm not saying Nicky is some legendary beauty, but she's been a lovely little gem since she was a child. "How dare you compare yourself to her, you filthy whore! Arlene, my patience has its limits. Sign the contract or die!"

I am doing everything to save my sister from the lady whom I mistook as my well-wisher. Ariel Flashback Two days before Caressing the brown locks of my little sister who was sleeping soundly in my lap, I sighed and lifted my eyes. A small smile crept on my lips as I stared at the full moon which was swallowing the darkness of the sky and enriching it with its sparkling light. I lowered my head and looked at Jasmine. My eyes got filled with heavy tears. She is my moon, the light of my dull life. I can do anything to save my sister from all the evils of this world.

There is no way I would give sense to love in my heart; love is a weakness that makes one vulnerable and leads to their death, as they would turn soft and would easily be gotten by the enemy. I used to think love was a beautiful thing; I thought it would make one feel complete and always happy, it would make one feel complete and always happy, but I was wrong; completely wrong as I watched people die in the arms of those they loved.The person you loved so much could easily connive with the enemy to end your life for money or authority. That was what happened to my beloved sister, my only sister, whom I cherished so much. I have a sister named Vee who died a painful death at the hands of the

My hands and heart felt heavy as if every breath I took was a reminder of her departure. Even though I had loved Isabella, it was nothing compared to what I felt for Ariane. Isabella was Ariane’s half-sister and the woman I loved, but that love felt like a distant shadow compared to the depth of the love I held for Ariane. With Isabella, there were touching memories, but it was never as strong as the love I felt for Ariane—a love that gave me everything, including two new souls who were about to be born.

As is my case, sister" she looked at me and her brown eyes sparkled. The love of my life is my sister. I love her very much and would give her all for her. He was excited in a second and jumped off his couch to come over to mine and sit on his lap to look at me with a big smile. The energy of her surprised me, she never seems to sit still, she is irritating sometimes. —And surely the love of your life is her too—he pushed my shoulder—or my mother, rascal. —Your sister hates me for being the love of my life and I'm over your mom.

my sister asked, sticking her head into my room and looking around at the disaster zone. “You’re impossible to talk to about this stuff,” I grumbled. If Valeri read anything at all, it was probably scientific journals or textbooks. I turned toward her and thought for a second. “Tell me something, Valeri. Does this thing everyone keeps calling love really make people lose all common sense and whatever dignity they have left?” My sister lifted an eyebrow and walked farther into the room. “If it’s the one person who makes your heart race and your blood feel like it’s on fire, then yes. Common sense doesn’t stand much of a chance.”