Sisterhood Quotes Novels & Stories

Jane said. "Jane's right babe,at times we need to start listening to her,what if something extraordinary happened,we would have been in big trouble"Zoey said. "I guess you're right, I'm sorry guys"I said and they smiled at me. "It's okay,what are sisters for,we are sisters and we must stick together no matter what"Jane said and we smiled. "Yeah and I'll start listening more henceforth"I smiled. "Don't let your desire for revenge get in the way of greater things and don't do anything to ruin someone's life all in the name of revenge"Zoey said.

“But I wasn’t scared of being punished. I wasn’t scared to step out of that tall wooden fence despite how I always get easily frightened in the dark. Do you know why?” Josie gave a second to think but shook her head in response. “Because I trusted you will be there for me. Even throughout the darkness, I know for sure, you’re my ally. Someone who’ll always be there for me. Alone is never enough but together makes me courageous,” Rose held out her hand, holding her sister’s in it. “I would never change, Josie. No one is more important to me than our sisterhood. You’re my sister and blood is thicker than water. I won’t betray you.”

She continued arranging the vegetables, chicken, fish, and soup on their dining table. Sumico Kammal didn’t utter anything again. She solely sounded out her monolog underneath the ocean of her mind, feeling and perception. There’s no more sisterhood between both of us I think… Our sisterhood has been really ruined just because of a man, just because of feminism love, lust as well as desire… Mmm… Sumico sighed in her long breath. Meanwhile, while going upstairs and walking to her bedroom, Wenny Kammal also sounded out her monolog at the quay of her thought, feeling and consideration.

My hands are the same dark as my sisters. " Well then you should say the same thing to my sister as well because at least she has a partner unlike me," my sister said and a hint of jealousy was evident in her voice. I understand why so. She's no different than me. We both sisters are stupid because she fell for those men who don't value us not even as a human.

Bailey said as we sat in the at a corner of the ballroom sorting out the list. You should know your sister by now already, I'm a fighter, a survivor and also I should be a role model to you and every girl out there, for them all to see that each and every one of them can be whatever they want to be once they set up their minds to. And I am equally proud of the woman you've become; strong, resilient and brave. “I wouldn't have wished for a better sister than you, you care for me and everyone around you, you forgive all those who hurt you and move past things like it meant nothing”.

I continue, my gaze skipping over faces I know. “But sometimes happily ever after is a house you build to your own measurements.” I lift my glass. “To my parents, who let me make messes and then stood by me. To my brother, the human breakwater. To my ridiculously talented sisters… may your filters be merciful.” “To Haylee, my general.” I raise my glass. “Sisters before Misters Always.” “To my team… Alex, Rosa, Tom, Leo, Imani, Carmen, Jules. And to all of you who came to witness a woman choosing herself.”

AYRA’S POV: “If you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart then you’re allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind.” My sister used to say as she was a book nerd well philosophical nerd as she thought she was old enough to read the fiction ones. I never understood this quote because I could never stop myself doing exactly what she was negating by that quote.

I look at my sister and sigh, feeling the pain of our separation. "You’ve hit rock bottom, what I can say to you is drink the water from the bottom, breathe deeply, and rise again." I look at my sister and hold back a laugh. "Since when did you start quoting our mother?" I ask, sitting next to her. "The moment I became one and stood by your side." I look at my sister and smile lovingly. "I love her, I begged for her forgiveness, she said she loves me too…" I say, and a tear falls.

“Not your reasons. A promise. No more visiting people behind my back. Not Ruth, not Edna, no one. If you want to know something about my life, you ask me.” “Agreed.” “That’s too fast again.” “It is not fast. I have wanted to ask you things for weeks.” His mouth moved, almost a smile and almost not. “What I wanted from your sister was never her. What I want now is not what I wanted then.” “What do you want now?” “I don’t know.” He said it slowly, as if the words belonged to a language he had never spoken. “It is the first time in my life I have been able to say that.”

“We? I wonder how many of you take part in this fucked-up gang.” “Plenty.” Her eyes gleam with amusement. “All of us you all bullied in school.” Mira and Jason’s gazes widen. Sandra doesn’t flinch. I lean back in my seat, a grin tugging at my lips. “Seems like the Sisterhood’s bond is strong because of a common enemy.” “It—” Isabelle starts. Benita raises a hand. “Enough!” Isabelle’s lips slam shut. I smirk. “Finally, Madam speaks.”