The Pollock Sisters Novels & Stories

Clifton said, his voice terribly hoarse. Jenna couldn't believe it. "Clifton?" Clifton clutched the empty case to his chest, his tone cold and hard. "I said, get out." … On a morning in Mannorworth, I pushed open the door to the lakeside cottage. The bluestone slabs were still wet. Ms. Hardy had left the key on the windowsill, with a note pressed underneath. "The studio is yours now. First, survive. Then, paint the spring."

Serena's life was ruined because of his brother. That poor woman suffered a lot. "He left her after wedding her?" Joshua was shocked to discover the fact, it was a lot to take in obviously. Leaving his wife was one of the cruelest thing one could do. So the woman, downstairs wasn't actually Christopher's one of the flings but his sister-in-law. No wonder she seem nowhere around Christopher's type. After hearing Christopher out properly, Joshua pitied Serena. She might have faced a lot. She was very young to face such humiliation.

I wanted to whack the face of the guy smiling at me. “What do you think?” Shaun asked. I became annoyed. “I don't have time to joke around. If you don’t want to tell us who you really are, fine. I suggest you just let us go, so end this ridiculous argument with you.” Chester scoffed. “You are free to go actually,” he said lazily. “Your sister is all we need.” I violently turned my gaze to Chester and glared at him. “And you really think I’m going to leave my sister in your hands?” I snapped. “You're delusionals.”

"We were called the Little Pair back then. We used to play together and shared each other's room. My older sisters, Tataina and Olga were the Big Pair. They didn't like me, but they didn't mind Alex much." I didn't know why the mention of Alex made my heart pound against my ribs. "Why the difference?" I couldn't help being a little curious again. "You wouldn't believe me," Ana chuckled. "Everyone thought I was a devil in the house." "What? You being the little devil?" I said. "I couldn't picture that." "Yes, it's the truth," Ana said with a small giggle. "I remember rolling a rock into my snowball and threw it at my older sister during a winter break in Poland. My father was so furious."

I usually had dinner with my family every Sunday evening. My older sister, Marigold (who we all called Mari), sometimes joined us if she wasn’t busy doing something with her fiancé, David. My younger sister, Kate, only joined us because the food was infinitely better than the stuff they served at the dorm cafeteria at UW, and, as she would elegantly put it, “I can’t eat Chipotle every day or my asshole will explode.”

“Mama Lane made you something for the ball, it will be waiting for you at Holm. Thank her for me. And one more thing. Have you noticed that Holm hates all the dark ones? I don't understand why she helps us at all. - You do not know? she asked, and I shook my head. “It's an old story. The lady had a sister with whom they were very close, this sister had two daughters - Melissa and Amalia, named after an aunt. So, Amalia was very beautiful, Alt Reed spotted her, and they became lovers. The girl fell deeply in love and completely lost her head, although at that time Reed had several more mistresses. Once Amalia disappeared, the whole family went crazy and threw all her strength into the search.

Sam and Polly were officially together. The thought of it made Caitlin happy. There was nothing she’d like more than for Polly to be part of her family. Her sister. Her real sister. Suddenly, the door slammed open, and in marched Taylor, Barbara, and several other girls from Aiden’s coven. They were all flushed, as happy and excited as Polly, dressed in fineries, carrying flowers. They cheered as they entered. They gathered around Caitlin, practically buzzing with excitement. Caitlin was taken aback.

Polly rolled her eyes. "Uncle Gunny, this is no laughing matter. We have decided we want to be sisters. We want to live in the pack house with you and Bianca. I don't want to stay with Gram and Gramps anymore." Polly looked at Trisha, who was nodding in agreement. Bianca and Gunnar's hearts melted watching the two little pups. They needed each other, and it was clear how close they already were.

“The reason your sister ran.” The words hit Amelia like a physical blow as she stared at the photograph lying on Alexander’s desk. The four people in the image seemed happy and Carefree likewise the ine she had seen earlier. They seemed Untouched by whatever disaster had destroyed their lives. Alexander,Sophia,Ethan and the unknown woman. The woman whose face had been violently scratched out. Amelia slowly picked up the photograph with Her slightly trembling fingers. “Who is she?” Alexander’s expression immediately hardened.