Three Sisters: A Novel Novels & Stories

she added. I sighed again and finally gave her a small nod. I knew I couldn’t refuse her. Her face lit up and she pulled me into a tight hug. “Thank you, Zari! I swear I’ll make it up to you when I get back!” she said happily, making me roll my eyes. We’re three sisters. Bettina is the eldest, I’m the second, and Margot is the youngest. Since our parents passed away three years ago, it’s been just the three of us until they started their own families. Both are married now. I’m the only one still single.

The sisters faced each other, kissing deeply, hands playing with each other’s tits and rubbing clits as they both got fucked and eaten. “I missed this so much,” Sophia gasped between kisses. “Your tongue on my clit while a big cock stretches me. But now it’s even better because it’s Alex’s cock — the one that used to be only yours.” Elena was completely lost now, any jealousy burned away by raw, overwhelming lust. “Don’t stop… fuck both of us… make us your dirty little sister whores…” The climax of their first threesome came when Alexander had both women on their knees in front of him, side by side, faces pressed together, tongues out like eager sluts.

Sarah said in a coquettish voice, blinking her eyes hopefully. Before Arthur could answer, Jensen immediately spoke up, "Don't go with Arthur, Sarah. My schedule is free this morning, so let me take you to campus in my new sports car." "Hey, that's not fair! You already went with her yesterday, Jensen. It's my turn today to take Sarah!" Redy protested, unwilling to lose, glaring fiercely at his two brothers. The three grown men actually began a small argument, fighting over the right to take their biological sister to campus. Sarah let out a soft laugh, covering her mouth with her hand, looking delighted to be fought over by her three brothers.

I winked at him and clutched my purse tight in my grip. He leaned forward and slapped my butt, "yeah you do." I shook my head at him and made my way out of the building. * "I'm home." I announced as I walked into number 5, Alice drive. The apartment I lived in with my parent and my sisters. The greatest part of having sisters like mine, was the fact that we were triplets, and identical. "You are just in time to help me bake cookies." Becca yelled from the kitchen, earning an eye roll from me as I slammed the door shut.

But I crossed the room anyway, my legs numb, my hands steady despite the shaking in my chest. Alice's body. Face-flat in the lake. Her hair fanned out around her like dark wings. The water murky, almost black. Her arms floating at odd angles, disconnected from the girl who had once used those arms to hug me, to hold me, to pull me out of my own darkness. I covered my mouth with both hands, but the sound escaped anyway,a small, wounded noise that didn't belong to Nova James or Alexa Lean. It belonged to the orphan girl who had just lost her sister all over again.

, Cecil said sympathetically. “Are you living in the neighborhood because I want to invite you to a family dinner at my house today”, Cecil offered. “I am sorry but I just came because my eldest son built a mansion here and is throwing an opening party for it. And I am inviting you and your family to be there, okay”, Denny said. “Sure we will. But you ought to come with your own family tomorrow to my house tomorrow”, Cecil said. They now stood there and discussed for ages about the times they both missed each other. The three sisters stood together in the parking lot as they waited for a family friend. Macrina was crying at a one-year in her arms which belonged to the friend they were waitin

said a voice from the shadows. “I’m here for something else,” Louella boldly said. “My sister has escaped the asylum and has a journal in her possession that could very easily bring her memories back. I need to find her before she is able to prove that she was unjustly committed.” “My, what a tangled web we weave,” cackled the sizable woman as she swayed her way out of the shadows until she loomed before Louella in all her caftan covered, imposing glory. “I see you have settled on the path of darkness and will find no way to return.” When Louella scowled she added. “It’s a good thing. It’s as intended.”

I've almost emptied my pocket just to make up for all that was going on. “Mas.” She said, groaning softly in a way that made my stomach ache. “The downfall plans that I ran by you days ago. Have you forgotten? I've highlighted those we need to meet up with and the first one on the list are the three sisters.” “The three sisters, as in those widowed ones, the Fabiano?’ I asked and silently hoped that she'd reply negatively. “Yes,” she answered absentmindedly as she attended to her phone which vibrated in her pocket.

“For the next three months.” Liana choked on the water immediately. She coughed loudly. Water splashed everywhere. Her eyes widened in shock. “What?” she said. She stared at me. “What do you mean?” I looked at her calmly. “Why are you surprised?” She wiped her mouth quickly. “Because you just said we would live together!” “Yes.” Her eyes widened even more. She suddenly crossed her arms over her chest protectively. “A single man and an unmarried woman living together is just not right.”

The eyes of the night could behold the mist, but no other eyes could see it. There were three sisters apart from the mist, and in the middle of the street, they took a stroll in the halt of time, and with everything in suspense. The darkness was around them, the chill that came with ghosts lingered in the unmoving air, and in this state, they couldn’t breathe, but could outlive everyone here. “We should do this more often,” Janice said, looking at her sisters like one would for approval.