Three Sisters Novels & Stories

Seeing my confusion, Lilly said, “Hi Lena, sorry to appear as though we are ambushing you because, we aren’t, honestly we aren’t. I just thought you guys should all meet. These are my two sisters, Leah and Julie.” “Sisters? You mean like Sorority sisters?” I asked confused. The girl, Leah, I think her name was, laughed and said, “No not sorority sisters, we are biological sisters, triplets actually.” The girls were not identical, and the only thing that was the same about them appearance wise was their shade of blonde hair, Julie and Leah had green eyes, whereas Lillie’s eyes were a beautiful deep shade of blue.

~ 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.

And there, trapped at the center of the chamber, knelt three women. The Triad Sisters. Their silver hair was dull. Their skin was marked with bruises and spell burns. Dark Obsidaris chains gripped their wrists, ankles, even their throats. Their eyes glowed faintly, flickering like dying stars. They were suffering. Truly suffering. Their pain pressed on me like a heavy weight. I tried to step closer, one step, then another, but the chains shined, and a shadow rose behind them. Silas. He turned toward me, his eyes red with rage...

“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.”

When Andy heard the good news, she cried out with tears of joy. Although three of them were sacrificed earlier on, in the remaining sisters’ eyes, those three would always live in their hearts. Now that they could fight together with their title, that was the greatest comfort to them. “Listen up, Thirteen Wind,” the commander suddenly gave a powerful command. “Yes, sir!” the sisters yelled, filled with noble aspiration.

Was it the second, their or last? Young women clad in a black dresses stopped before Nathan, Jean and Selene each, then they bowed. "We will show you to your rooms," they announced in unison. It was until they left that I faced the three women. "Do you have something for me?" I asked. "We're the weird sisters," they announced in unison. I furrowed my brows at that revelation. "The weird sisters are witches, not werewolves and they're just a myth," I answered.

Charli D’Amico never expected to become the captive of a Syndicate kingpin. Elijah Holder is the Head of the Snake. Ruthless, powerful, and feared by everyone who knows his name. He is her captor. She should hate him. She should want nothing more than to escape. Instead, Charli falls hopelessly in love with the man holding her prisoner, pulling her sisters into a world of dangerous men. Because sometimes the most dangerous man in the room is the one who makes you feel safest.

It is too soon to tell which is coming. Smoke billows from the cabin’s chimney and curls into the air, swirling around the cabin and shielding it from view. Three sisters stand on the porch. One young, one old, one hag stare together through the smoke at the trees in the distance. Their hands are joined, and they chant under their breath.

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.

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.