Sisterly Hug Novels & Stories

“Always ask me anything, I am an expert. I am your big sister.” I couldn't help but giggle. “Okay, Congratulations.” She gave me a gentle squeeze and then stepped away. I laughed just like everyone and before Susan could understand why we were laughing, I grabbed her and hugged her. “Okay, I'm not…oh right. There you go.” She wasn't a hugger, I could tell. She awkwardly stood still as I buried myself in her. “Thank you.” I did the same to Jason, which was brief but full of genuine adoration. Jason and I were still pulling down the walls we had between us, so the hug did not last longer like how Leo hugged me.

Adira asked tenderly when she stood in front of her sister. Kendra wasn’t okay. Relieving the good memories she had with her parents caused her bittersweet ache inside, and she needed to feel the touch of the one most dear to her. Her wolf craves it as well. Without saying a word, she pulled her sister into her arms and hugged her tightly. Knowing what her sister needs, Adira hugs her back, her arms going around her sister’s muscular frame and gently rubbing them over her back to soothe her. Unaware they were being observed, the siblings hugged each other with passion and tenderness. When they left, the therapist made a note in her book for future reference.

"My brother and I are close, I’ll link arms with him and lean on him while watching TV, but we've never been this intimate." "I do kiss my little sister on the forehead, but she’s only four years old..." "I also hug and kiss my sister, but she’s three." "So, for adults like these siblings, such intimate hugging and kissing is indeed too much, right?" "That’s why I feel like I'm watching a dating show with them." "I'm starting to believe those mystics’ face readings from earlier." "Me too. It makes sense that they’re only this close because they’re not real siblings."

"I don't know when that will be happening but I thought I should let you know." I cleared my throat. "Thank you." Which part was I thanking her for? "Everything. Thank you for everything." She came closer and wrapped her arms around my neck. When she pulled away she said, "Siblings are allowed to hug." It took me a while to regain my composure. I blinked several times and cleared my throat. "Um…yes. Will you be visiting? Siblings are allowed to visit each other." "If I happen to murder my feelings for you."

A reciprocal smile graced my lips, a mirror of the emotions that had passed between us. With an unspoken understanding, we drew closer, our embrace a testament to the connection we shared. The hug enveloped us in a cocoon of comfort, a sanctuary where words became secondary to the raw emotions that pulsed between us. My hands found their way to her back, mirroring the gesture she offered, a silent exchange that spoke volumes.

Margaret chimed. “Oh Aunty Margaret… you’re indeed my sister’s sister, thank you…” he said, wrapping his arms around her. “I see how family can betray us sometimes.” Avery teased. “Don’t be a spicy nutmeg…” Adrian returned. “Shut up, Adrian. I need a hug too!” Avery riposted, leaning towards him. For the first time, without restraint, Adrian allowed Avery hug him and it lasted a very long time. “I will miss you” Avery said, almost sniffling.

My mother came to me happily at the same time. Smiling, I stepped closer to her. She immediately hugged me tightly. "I really miss you, dear. Thank God you came to visit us, finally". She said with such excitement. Then she let me go. "Sister". My sister exclaimed. I am noe hugging her. I also pulled my brother to hug him too. My siblings quickly let go of the hug. My mother held me in the palm of her hand. "Come on in, dear. I'm sure you haven't had breakfast yet". After this, she led me into our little house. My two siblings followed us.

"I am so sorry Maddy! I didn't mean to say that! I am so, so sorry.." "I know, squirt." I can see that his eyes look bright with feeling as he comforts his sister. Moira comes into the room and rushes into my arms. I hug her tight. The last time me and my sisters hugged like this was the day we buried our parents. I lose myself in the closeness, as the room falls silent once more. We should really do this more often. Not the whole, harsh words and tears thing. The hugging.

I wondered. Speaking of the devil, he appeared from behind me and went to hug my sister, holding her waist and pulling her closer to his chest as she craned her neck to kiss him and he lowered his to receive it. "Hey babe." He said after, full of smiles, causing my stomach to tighten. I always knew he had God like muscles but damn, seeing him in that tropical shorts was everything. His arms, abs my god, I was drooling. God when would I get over this feeling? It was lingering for way too long now.

John said and I could tell he was unsure whether or not he should hug her, since Suzanne hadn't been a fan, but he needn't have worried because Jennifer threw her arms around his middle. "Jen is a hugger," I said with a grin. "I am," she said, pushing back and looking at him like I did, except her face was serious when she added, "But if you hurt my big sis, I'll cut you." "Noted," John chckled. He let my sister go, then turned to the table and said, "My buddies, Wyatt and Tyson, and Jan, Tyson's wife. This is Jennifer, and Suzanne, and of course, Renee'."