The Schuyler Sister Hamilton Novels & Stories

And that's what matters the most. I have my whole life ahead of me now A whole world full of opportunities and people who love me No matter what happens, I won't ever stop trying. I will prove to the universe that I deserve to be loved like that. Because that's how a true Schuyler should act. A true Schuyler protects her sisters. No matter where they hide they need each other. I promise I will always be your little sister

--- Flashback — The Warehouse “I am not his precious woman!” Abigail’s scream sliced through the suffocating tension. Her mascara-streaked face twisted with panic, her voice shrill, desperate. She thrashed in the goon’s grip, heels scraping the floor as she jabbed a trembling finger toward Annabelle. “It’s her! Annabelle Hamilton — my half-sister! She’s the one he wants, not me!” For a heartbeat, silence reigned. Richard’s head tilted slightly, his lips curling into a slow, devilish smirk. His obsidian eyes locked onto Abigail like a predator stalking prey.

Initially, the national competition was going to bring Lily to the limelight and help her get connected to prominent companies that would employ her but now…} "Don't worry, I will make them rich, even without the help of the national competition she would become the number one fashion designer in no time!" She picked up Lily's broken phone to check the news and see what had changed since her death. She sneered as she read the top news. “WILLIAM HAMILTON WAS DISCHARGED AFTER SEVERAL SURGERIES TO THE BRAIN; HOWEVER, HIS SISTER, VICTORIA HAMILTON, DIDN'T MAKE IT AS SHE WAS SEVERELY WOUNDED" She read the news about the Hamilton family and realised they had covered her murder with a sob story abo

Chico pushed open the door immediately and pushed Sheila inside the room and shut the door immediately afterwards, before sheila who tried to run away could reach the door. “How dare you try to run away from me?” Hamilton asked in a deep frightful tone, glaring at her, his beastly nature evident, causing Sheila to be more frightened. She had heard some of the other slave girls talk about their experiences with Hamilton and that some of the girls were even killed and their blood drunk by Hamilton. “Please sir, do not kill me,” Sheila said pleadingly in a trembling voice, her palms clapping in front of her and her whole body quivering too.

She catches me staring at her scar and attempts to pull her top lower and bottoms higher to cover as much as possible. Schuyler As I sit on the edge of the bathtub, I slow my breathing and will my mind to forget about my brothers. It’s my vacation, and I’m going to have fun, dammit! I’m not sure what this afternoon’s plans are, but I want to do something fun. I guess we haven’t discussed it. I open the bathroom door, cinch the towel around my chest tighter, and tiptoe to the outer room. “What are we going to do this afternoon?” I ask, my words slicing into the room.

After being pressured into drinking until I was tipsy, I checked my phone and saw an Instagram post from my younger sister, Daphne. The private room was clouded with cigarette smoke. My client, Mr. Wallace, a bald man, slapped me hard between the shoulder blades. “Lina, you can really hold your liquor. A girl like you is a definite friend for life. Next time, you bet I’m bringing this deal to you first.” I swallowed hard against the bile rising in my throat and managed to stretch my lips into a stiff, professional smile.

I walked back toward the main hall, my heart pounding harder with every step. And then I saw her. My sister. Standing in the center of the room. She was smiling, happy and I was going towards her and almost immediately I froze! Because she wasn’t alone anymore, Her hand was wrapped around his arm. And this time… I could see his face clearly. My heart stopped. My breath caught. My entire world came trembling. Because the man I had just left in that room… Was her fiancé.

Harper POV By the time I finally get back to Alpha Chi, I’ve read the email three times and still can’t decide whether to scream or laugh. Date Auction — Headliners: Harper Lane & Logan Shaw. My name looks wrong next to his, like someone misspelled reality. The kitchen smells like burnt toast and coffee grounds. Two sisters are huddled by the counter scrolling through the same announcement, their whispers stopping the second I walk in. “Harper,” one of them starts carefully, “we just saw—”

The letter continued, "Before I forget, your sister, Ashley, is truly a beautiful, the one who is capable of capturing my heart. What a coincidence that we have encountered each other previously! Back then, it was a love at first sight for me! Never did I imagine fate would have it for us to meet this way. She is also the sister of Sir Blair, whom I admire truly! You needn't worry. In your place, I would take good care of your sister, Ashley, who is also now the owner to my heart. Of course, above all, I will respect her and not push her. You can rest assured an leave her in my care. P.S: Both of us are looking forward to your blessing. Indeed, she had accepted me as well. P.P.S: I believe t

We shared the same womb. But now, we were nothing but strangers. "It's good to see you after years," I let the smirk I had been holding back grace my face as I uttered that one word. "Sister." A sharp inhale ripples through the wolves closest to us and Kimberly's face drains of color for just a few moments before she composes herself. Stephie looks like she had seen a ghost, her eyes darting to Ryan who upon hearing my words, slowly turns around. "Sister?" Ryan's eyes move from her to me and then back to her. His confusion deepens as his brows furrow.