Three Sisters Book Novels & Stories

At the full-moon celebration for Leah Rosen, the family's adopted daughter, my three brothers chained me to the judgment pillar in the pack square. My fiancé, Kyle Mercer, drew a silver blade and plunged it into my chest himself, collecting a smal l cup of heart's blood to feed the moon moth larva Leah had bought on the black market. The larva, which had been stiff and lifeless, drank its fill of blood, and its translucent wings began to flutter. "It's alive. You win again, Leah." Leah threw herself into his arms, "You lost, Kyle. "I'll take Leah into town first. I've already sent someone to brew a clotting draught. I'll be right back." I tried to call out to him, but my eldest brother D

He handed it to me silently, and I understood why. It was a photograph. Old, faded, the edges worn from handling. It showed Elizabeth's mother, the healer who had saved my life, who I'd mourned when she died, standing beside another woman I didn't recognize. She was tall, elegant, with sharp features and eyes that seemed to look right through the camera. But what made my heart stop, what made the world tilt on its axis, was the third person in the photo. My own mother. They were all smiling, arms around each other, clearly close friends. Sisters, almost. On the back, written in faded ink that had bled slightly with age: "The Three Sisters - Together we are unstoppable. Phase one complete. 19

“Sienna, this is Vera, my best friend.” The words “best friend” suddenly struck me sharply. Right, he had always seen me as a best friend and a sister. It wasn’t because he was scared to risk his feelings on me and make it official—but it was because he had never seen me that way. My heart ached at the sudden realization that I’ve been foolish for holding onto hope all this time. “Hi, Sienna! I’m Vera,” forcing myself to smile and extend my hand. “Oh my! I finally met you!” she exclaimed. “My Theo has always talked about how he sees you as a sister! Right, babe?”

His golden hair and warm hazel gaze was a sharp contrast to his brother’s demeanor. They stopped halfway down the stairs as I locked gaze with the first. Time came to a halt. Snap. Again. No. Not possible. My wolf let out a cry of recognition. Another mate? The bond pulsed underneath my skin. It was fierce and undeniable. My heart slammed against my chest furiously as my eyes drifted to the third figure, the one with the golden smile. And as soon as our eyes met, the bond snapped into place. My knees nearly buckled. Three mates!

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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.

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.

she said with a sigh. “I can’t expect it will take that long once he realizes how you’ve changed,” I said, “especially toward me.” “That’s not why I’m helping you,” she said, defensively. “I realize that,” I assured her, “but it doesn’t hurt.” “No, it doesn’t,” she said with a smile. “I do like you, though.” “I like you too,” I said. “I didn’t think I would.” “I understand,” she said as we entered the dining room. “Isn’t it funny how, sometimes, when you open the book it doesn’t match the cover or title page at all?”

"I can't promise you everything. But I can promise that if I marry you, I'll treat you like the most precious thing in my life. And I'll do everything in my power to help you all through this." Those star-bright eyes made her heart pound even harder. A man like him would be more than enough for any woman. If she hadn't spent her entire life carrying the family on her shoulders, if she hadn't devoted herself completely to building and protecting it, she would have pursued someone like him herself. Unfortunately, she couldn't. Without hesitation, she pulled her hand free. "Stanley, you've misunderstood. My third sister, Clara, has feelings for you. She wants to be your wife. I'm only talking a

Long tables stretched from one end to the other, each one claimed by a different tribe: athletes near the windows, theater kids in the corner, a cluster of international students speaking in rapid Mandarin near the salad bar, and then, near the back, a table that sat empty except for one person. A girl with dark hair. Alone. Reading a hardcover book while eating a banana in small, precise bites. "That's Madden Lighter," Ashley murmured, steering me toward the food line. "Third-year. Biochemistry. She used to be friends with Alice." My heart stumbled. I kept my face neutral. "Used to be?" "They had a falling out. About a month before Alice died." Ashley grabbed a tray, her movements casual, b