Three Sisters: A Novel Novels & Stories

(AUTHOR'S POV) THREE YEARS LATER… The sun beat down brightly on the massive, golden stone walls of the Dark Hearts Palace. The grand courtyard was filled with the sound of bright, high-pitched laughter and the frantic scuffling of tiny feet. Three little three-year-old girls were sprinting across the smooth grass, dragging a pile of colorful plush toys between them. They were the triplets, born right inside the palace walls, and each one was a perfect, wild reflection of their fathers: Danni, Destin, and Dew.

Both of them ran straight towards Issac and engulfed him in a hug with such a power he almost fell backwards. “Issi!!” The smaller one yelled as she tightened his hold on him and Issac embraced them with equal love and passion. “I missed you both so damn much!” he said and I smiled, because I know he was saying the truth with all his heart. “Hey you missed me!” Another woman walked out. She was pregnant, I guess she is the third sister. She looked older then him. “Sheena! Oh good you are pregnant again!” He said excitedly. This cute reunion was the happiest thing I ever saw.

This story sounds similar to mine. “Same case I'm now facing with my mistresses, the three sisters after my mates left to settle everything at our home country,” I was forced to say. “ Those ladies are very risky, so powerful and rude, they could kill you at any time. Find a way and escape, lest they will eliminate you.” “I know what I'm saying, I've been working with them for the past three years.” “They run this estate for the triplets,” he confessed. Two statements of his, how dangerous they are and they running this estate for my mates hooked me.

I needed to destroy Cecilia, and I could not do that if I were to be distracted from the task at hand. “I am ready,” I replied, looking to the three sisters as they stood looking at us sadly. “As are we,” the first sister responded. We started walking to the door, when it was flung open, and a gust of wind entered the office. The air was tight, making it difficult to breathe. There was a chill in the air, so cool you could see your breath.

A long, exhausting day had taken its toll, and Clara drifted off to sleep almost immediately. … Back at the rented apartment, uninvited guests had arrived. "This is the place. The jewelry and clothes those women have are worth a fortune." "My sister took one of their diamond rings and sold it for millions." There were four of them, black stockings pulled over their faces. Judging by the way they spoke, the leader was the landlord's younger brother. "That's right. These are the Chamberlain sisters, the ones who crossed the Draconox Archon. We clean them out completely, and nobody's going to speak up for them."

I can't wait to go there to study and learn more about how the writers felt as they wrote. I bet it was beautiful where they lived in the old era. So, I am getting my clothes ready. Ever since I've been their roommates, they have had girls in their room at night. I hear them having sex with the girls. I can hear them scream like they have been murdered, but I know they aren't because I know they are enjoying themselves with the brothers. So, I try to ignore the girl's screams and moans. But every time I picture it, I'm with them and not the other girls. I wish just once they would talk to me and not say mean and rude comments to me.

Through traffickers, Mom bought Summer from a destitute single mother when she was just a year old. As for my real sister, she was sent away to distant relatives in the countryside. She died of illness within two years. Summer overheard this secret by accident when she was a teenager. From that day on, she changed. She used that secret as leverage and held Mom completely in her grasp.

~ Paradise Cove Villa, Florida ~ In a small but beautiful cottage, a beautiful middle-aged woman could be seen with three otherworldly beautiful ladies. They were chatting and smiling while speaking about each of their experiences during the daytime. "Haha. Sis, you're sure about it?" one of the beauties could be seen laughing, asking the youngest among them. The three ladies are triplets and they look almost identical except the third one which is more beautiful among them. "of course, she's sure about what she's talking about," the second sister answered, replying to her first sister.

Memories flooded me—My thighs pressed together on instinct, betraying me. “They’re triplets who don’t know how to live without sex,” Archer pressed, his grin widening when my face stiffened. “You mean to tell me you’ve stayed untouched by them?” Triplets? God. They're fucking triplets. No wonder they mirrored each other. No wonder the same fire burned in their eyes, just in different shades of cruelty and temptation. Something low in my stomach tightened. Archer leaned in, his smirk deepening. "Oh... they didn't tell you, huh?"

She looked at the heart in her hand, then at the three of us. “The Trinity has arrived,” Selene smiled. “The Fire, the Shadow, and the Light. The Sisters have been waiting a long time to see which of you will be the first to break.” From the shadows of the bone-valley, three more figures emerged. They were tall, elegant women with skin made of stars and hair made of night. The Sisters of the Void. The fourth season had moved from the tundra to the temple. And the price of the dawn was about to be paid in full.