X Sisters Novels & Stories

For the past days I had been watching Sir Felix closely. So far, he only had three preys that I had known of. The first one was Sister Ana. She was an obvious target for she was beautiful. She had an ivory skin that matched with her apple-like red lips. And what made her stand out more was the matured curves of her body that her habit could not hide. And then, the sister from the library I did not know. I would just name her Sister Scarlet for being alluring. She had a rich almond skin like Fatma’s and her irises were the same color. I knew she was eighteen, but she did not look like one.

“Seriously, Lana, what the fuck are you doing and who are these women?” I wave my hand toward each woman, “These… are my sisters. Let me introduce you to Death, War and Pestilence.” My sisters’ eyes glow with malice as they circle Bree like sharks circling their prey. Bree’s chest heaves as she looks into my eyes, “Please don’t do this, Lana. You’re my sister, and I love─”

People now thinks she is the prostitute when the actual prostitute was Basma. " please stop making a deal out of this. I forgot to burn it before we left home " Basma defended herself " Give it to me, I'll burn it myself." Kalthum stretched her hands out to her elder sister " it seems you've forgetting something. You don't get to talk to me like that, I'm still your elder sister " Basma reminded her

when she finds out my extra-curricular activities with her sister behind her back, shit. Suddenly I felt remorse, I know it was wrong for me to have sex with her sister, wrong but damn, I can't get enough of Leysa's luscious body. I really wanted her; I want to claim her, every now and then. I have a lot of fantasies with her, and she is really good at pleasuring a mad man like me, and adding to it that I was the first to enter her narrow cave. I feel so honored and overwhelmed the first time we did it, because I was the first one to explore her tourist-like body and it was damn beautiful and perfect. She is actually a living temptation that any man can dream and fantasize with.

I'd dо ѕоmе thіngѕ to hеr, I tell уоu whаt. "Whаt іѕ іt, ѕwееthеаrt?" "Dаddу, I nееd your hеlр. The pump ѕtорреd working аnd I nееd уоu to come fіx іt." "I саn't bаbу, I'm grіllіng. Brіаn, hеlр уоur sister out."

Allison turned furiously to go in too but I held her hand. She turned back to look at me. "Why are you holding my hand?, Let me go!" She yelled angrily. There were tears in her eyes. I breathed in." Allison, what have I ever done wrong to deserve you hating me this much? I just want us to be best friends and sisters. Is that too much to ask? "I said softly. Allison looked unbelievably at me. " We can't be friends Maya talk less of sisters. You have a perfect life and I don't. You've got a mommy,daddy,step brother... a big room with pretty things! We can't be friends"

"Don't worry, Cindy. I won't get pregnant. Jeffrey and I use my other entrance whenever we sleep together," my sister, Celine Lowen, said as she swayed her body from side to side. A chill ran down my spine as I looked at her face. The feeling of boiling water surging into my nostrils and throat in my past life crashed over me. It took a long time, but I managed to calm myself down. "Wow. That's quite amazing," I said.

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

His voice vibrated against my skin, low and laced with a murderous intent that made the air in the grand dining hall grow instantly thin. Over his broad, towering shoulder, Victoria stood like an elegant statue of execution. Her eyes were unblinking, her fingers still poised near her throat in that silent promise. Her brother and sister sat perfectly still, their faces clear of any guilt, waiting for me to pull the pin on the grenade.