Three Sisters: A Novel Novels & Stories

"You've got it wrong, Wren. We're just as we were a decade ago. He's like a brother to me!" Wren let out a long sigh. "Selena, I wish you were my sister-in-law. My brother's still on his own, you know." I stroked my belly, smiling softly. "Let's not be silly. I'm pregnant now. Remarrying isn't in the cards for me!" That baby was the only family I had, and I cherished it with everything I had. Wren's frustration flared up. "So, you're not remarrying because you're hung up on that good-for-nothing Henry? You've got to let him go! He's about to make it official with another woman!"

“Now Garrick’s going to wonder why. He’s going to dig. Ask questions. And when he figures out she’s our mate, do you know what’s going to happen?” “She’s not our mate,” Jax shot back. “She’s mine. You two don’t feel anything.” “We feel it,” Riven said, certainty in his tone. “That’s impossible.” The silence that followed was heavy and suffocating. “This can’t be real,” I said finally. “Three brothers sharing one mate? That doesn’t happen.” “It’s happening now,” Riven murmured, staring at nothing. Seeing something the rest of us couldn’t. “In the archives, there are stories about women marked with three crescents. Triple bonds.”

*Third person Pov* The very next day four sisters wake up feeling not less than some losers for even trusting the respective person they fell for. They hate themselves for even feeling like this and they very well know this feeling can leave them with only the help of their sisters. After getting ready everyone left the house one after the one with their own thoughts filling their minds. Priya went to a showroom and bought a Car which she wanted to even though the price is little more here than she planned. She would have already bought it but got distracted because of that certain person.

This countdown is what keeps me going every day. It’s going so well but as I sit there looking forward, I see several shadows fall in front of me. That feeling of hope for a good day disappeared in an instant. I counted three shadows which meant I knew exactly who was stood there. My sister Ella, her two best friends Gemma and Leah. Or as I liked to refer to them the Bitches of Eastwick. Not witches. Witches were cool. These three were straight up evil.

"You're sure." "I'm not sure of anything," I say. "But I think it's the right move. For Elise. For Lily and Hope eventually. For all of them." I hold his gaze. "They're sisters. All three of them. Not by a clean path. But by blood and circumstance and the specific chaos of who their father is." I pause. "They should know each other." He looks at me with the expression that means he's filing something away carefully. "You're extraordinary," he says quietly.

My eyes were fixed intently on her, my whole being awaiting an answer. Now, believe me, it wasn’t the idea that had me worn, it was the people that I was made to behold that most had me stunned. There were a dozen of ladies in the area, all who didn’t seem to me like they were about to get married, in fact, a high number of them were middle-aged women who looked like their marriages were failing, and they came out in search for their last resort. I was the only one here who seemed unaware of what was going on. The rest of the women appeared to be past their forties.

Veronica was severely burned, and in her desperation, she took James down with her. By the time everything was over, Monica and I had already moved on to our next destination. The view ahead was even better.

In silence they treck on foot the trail that led them to the foot of the mountain. Ss they begin their ascend as what they expected by what Deo said. The triplets feel the heaviness of their surroundings. They have different thought running on their minds. Alexandra thinks that if ever they will came out victorious she will try to the best of her abilities to pay back whatever bad things she had done in the past. Brianna thinks that whatever happens she and sisters must come out succesfull do that she will be free to return to her father to Chase and most of all her mother.

" I waited for his reaction but nothing came. He just stared at me blankly. When I continued to stare, he sighed, "I'm still waiting for you to make more sense, wifey." I nodded and continued, "Okay. I'm going to sell the story that Marianne was part of a set of triplets. Now that Marianne is dead to the world, Aislinn her sister has appeared. And when Aislinn dies, Ann would appear; as the last surviving member of the set of triplets." He scoffed, "You have got to be kidding me. How do you expect to pull that off?"

She did as her Mistress asked and answered the question. “Better than you’ve treated any one else – apart from us sisters,” Rose replied, not forgetting to be specific with her answer. Although it was but a sentence, the last part of it was specific enough. The sisters she was talking about were Daisy, Sunflower and herself. They were blood siblings! Born to the same mother and father. Though they had different demeanors and even had different hair colors, they were triplets! And Rose was the oldest. Daisy came after Rose and Sunflower was the last of the three.