The Seven Charismatic Sisters Of Mine Novels & Stories

the midwife informed the equally pale sisters. “Wait, can’t you see that my sister is sick? Help her! Eliza demanded. “I'll be right back and help her,” Nan spat, as if she was doing a great favor and not doing her job. “Now the main thing is to introduce him to the family and show him to the priest. When the door slammed shut behind the midwife, the confused Eliza took her sister by the hand and began to pray to the Firstborn. She was two years older than Malia, she herself had recently married and even dreamed of children until that day. But not now.

She knew that her evil sister had to be stopped, but the thought of killing her had never entered her mind. Frey moved in front of Davina and looked down at her with compassion. “You have goodness in your heart, so you can’t imagine killing another human being; let alone, your sister. You must remember that, although she shared your mother’s womb and pulled chromosomes from you enough to take on your look, she is not your true sister. Her seed was magically implanted at the time of your conception because she needed much of the same environment and nutrients that you required. She would kill you and your baby without blinking an eye and wouldn’t give it another thought. Step out of the t

My mother teases me, reaching over my sister to place a kiss on my cheek before doing the same to my friends. "Kira is a little excited." My father rolls his eyes as Akira squeals and hugs my friends, taking selfies with them for her I*******m as though she's some crazy fangirl and not the annoying little sister they've all grown up with. "Oh no way… no, nope… I need more coffee for this." Charlotte, Jamie's sister and my sister's best friend, announces, stopping mid step and turning on her heel to walk back the way she came.

A woman near the first woman said. The seven of them were known as the Seven Sisters of Estein. Nobody knows their real names, they always operate in the dark. "Sasha won't be able to, if she was wise she would have allowed the Ginnak to settle down a little." The first sister, Ammie said. The seven sisters were known for their different specialties. "We need the Ginnak in its final stage, we've waited a long time for this." Mia, the sixth sister said. "Natasha," Silvia, the second sister, called. "Don't tell me you're feeling pity for her, she might be your daughter, but she's our weapon."

"Brooke sounds like a monster of ingratitude. The Lawson pack took her in when she had nothing. Your parents provided her with a den and protection. To repay that kindness with such cold-blooded betrayal... it is truly a stain on her spirit." "That is only the surface of her rot," I spat, the resentment toward my sister reaching a fever pitch. I wanted to tear the life from her with my own claws. "She was raised among the wild-born, and she brought those filthy, vicious habits into our home. Our family is cursed for ever opening our doors to such a beast." "Control your fire, Madison," Charis said, playing the role of the steady hand. "Do not let rage cloud your judgment and lead to a sloppy

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

Yet, I couldn't let my sister question why. As gentle as she was, Charlie asked if I was okay when she reached my side. Yes, I was okay even if I wasn't. I turned to descend the stairs after Charlie's help, but Chad called after me. I didn't want to turn but for my sister's sake I did. “Marlie, dear...” He called so gently and sweetly like I was his lover. Asshole!! So much pretense for my sister to see. This bastard! “Yes, senior Chad,” I said sarcastically.

Even though I should have been used to their blatant favoritism by now, my heart still throbbed with a dull ache. My parents had always given Rebecca preference over me since we were young. We were born only ten minutes apart, yet I was constantly reminded of my role as the older sister. I had lost count of how many times I had given in, from small things like my only toy to even boys we both liked. When I was little, I found a stray kitten and took care of it carefully. However, Rebecca snatched it away from me. That cat did not survive even one day before she killed it with her own hands.

My sisters knew him as Javier, the powerful charming prince, but I knew him as the MAD PRINCE. My mother ordered us to arrange ourselves in a straight line as we walked outside the house. She always arranged us in the order of our beauty and as usual, I was the last. My sister Amber stood elegantly at the front. Her beauty knew no bounds. Her pale skin was complemented by her healthy red hair. Her smile was so charming that she could woo any man with it. Amber, Sophia, Melissa, Katrina, Emma, Isabel, Amelia, and I all stood accordingly as we matched outside. I looked unkempt compared to my sister. One could easily tell who the outcast of the family was. It was me.

Bewildered, I followed him while his hand was intertwined with mine. "Are you not really going to tell me who the visitors are, my valiant?" I asked tenderly as Cretheus began to rain kisses on the back of my hand. He smiled sheepishly. "You'll see soon." He winked as we went to the parlor room. "Congratulations, sister!" As soon as the door opened, I was greeted by my four older sisters named Isabella, Novalie, Seraphina, and Dominixe. They hugged me as soon as they saw me, causing me to giggle and hug them back.