Sisters By Chance Novels & Stories

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She wanted to be chosen. “Then tell me the truth,” she said, and the charm in her palm pressed harder, as if it sensed she was about to walk into danger. “If I accept second wife, what happens to me when the heir is born? Does she rule? Does she command? Do I just… stand there and smile while my place shrinks until I can’t breathe?” Rowan’s silence stretched, and in it she heard the soft scrape of someone’s sandals far away, the distant echo of voices from the bonding grounds. No one was near enough to intervene. That made this moment feel privately lethal.

Without thinking much I pick up the roll and walk over to her and offer it to her. The woman surprised. “Are you sure?” I nod yes and she happily takes it and splits it with the woman next to her. I go and sit back down next to Mary. Mary looks at the roll to her side and picks it up “Catherine, catch!” and tosses it. I look at Mary and she just smiles at me. After a while I notice the women who had more then one roll starting to act strange. They were giddy and cheerful, began singing and dancing like if they had no worries. I look at Mary and write a “?” in the dust.

I didn't have a choice and couldn't pretend like I never heard. Josh. My husband. My fated mate. The one I believe the Moon Goddess carved out my bones and soul. I believed he was the most perfect companion for me. But there he was with her—Teressa. My forsaken step-sister. The one who used to comfort me whenever I cried, who called me "half-blood" behind closed doors and “sister” when anyone watched. It just dawned on me that it was all a lie. She was initially the one causing my pains and still the one pretending to heal my wounds.

There was no answer. I turned to look at the first girl I saw, "hey have you seen my sister- Sarah anywhere?" I wondered, knowing that I didn't know who she was so there was a high chance she didn't know who I was. "She's still getting her makeup done over there." She pointed at a group of women and I realised they were trying to work on her hair and face at the same time. "Thank you," I smiled at her and went to meet my sister. "Sarah," I stood in front of her, "I'm pretty sure you don't understand what the definition of a small wedding is." I couldn't help but laugh, looking over the guests one more time.

As the first born of the Campbells, my sister was to inherit the family business once she turned 25, and everyone was anticipating the great change she carried on her back. That was until she died from a drastic accident that changed everything completely, an accident that ruined me completely, and an accident that left me scarred for life. And it had to be all on my birthday! Isn't that classic?

She said. Chance looked at each of his siblings' faces, noticing how similar they all looked. The two women Mr Spence had in his bed told no lies. He and his siblings all had the same blonde colour hair and hazel eyes. Looking at his brother now, anyone would have thought that they were twins, if not for the age difference and him cutting his hair. Chance ran a hand down mouth, "Holy hell." "What?" Justin asked, noticing the way he was staring at him. "Nothing, I'm just amazed at how much we all look alike.'' Chance said.

I swallowed but refused to turn around and looked at the man who had prepared a lot of dirty things in his head for me. "Didn't expect you to join. Waiting for good fortune to marry Louis?" he whispered in my ear while Ficanzi shouted her unnecessary opening words. Her brother made me freeze while one arm was still around my waist. I glanced around, and since it was so crowded and chaotic, no one saw how suspicious our position was. How intimate Nicholas was behind me. "Maybe good luck with the other guy," I replied. Nicholas' chuckle was audible. He didn't say anything when his sister had thrown his bouquet of flowers with a force that came from nowhere.

I said, offering my sister-in-law a sad smile before taking another sip of my wine. "You're not wrong, Mrs. Hunter. Our table is very exclusive. The annoying human made it to the table though. You can too. Your kids aren't nearly as ice cold as they pretend to be. You just have to want a place in their lives and they'll readily give it to you," said Chance, replacing the wine in my hand with a bread stick. "Isn't that right, baby girl?" "I'm not a baby, you know," I said with a pout, but I bit into it anyway.

A sisterhood so tight that we were the envy of Crystal High. But friendships crack. And when they do, the cracks widen. No matter how hard you try to seal them. A murder. A secret. One night. Four girls. What could have been the end of the sisterhood. The end of Me. Mira. Sandra. And… Linda.