23 Sisters Novels & Stories

Renee' "Three Sisters Catering" my sister Jennifer said, her face beaming as she raised her glass of champagne. May it be a smashing success. "And make us happy," my twin, Suzanne, added as our glasses came together with a tink. "Allow us to share our gifts with others," I said, my eyes tearing up as I looked at the happy faces of my two favorite people in the world.

Three other figures with the same cloaks stood close by. “He’s here,” she whispered to the other three. They all took off their hoods. They all had similar facial features, the small faces and the overworked hands. As I entered, they all had smiles on their faces. “These are my sisters. Gloria, Gemma, Genesis. We are going to combine our powers to relieve you of this black magic. It is strong and it will be difficult to rid of your body.” My body towered over the four. They all stood back a few steps, realizing the height at which I stood.

’, Fabian broke into a plethora of praises for her. Argus’ eyes were glistening with tears of love and pride. ‘May the three Fates make your life happy and colorful, my sister’, he bowed down with a wide smile. But Lachesis, the middle one of the three Sisters Of Fate, had added more colors to their already variegated lives. The silence of the night with the rhythmic trotting of their horses was broken by loud cacophonic shouts and laughter from behind. Being the tallest of the three, Argus could see a group moving towards them with wild eyes, flames held high and swords were drawn. Wild laughter ringed the night sky.

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.

I am excited to get one. My sister decided to have the party in the backyard of the packhouse as that is the largest place that could hold most all of the pack. As I said she and my folks have planned big. It is nighttime and all is quiet in my parent’s home. I am too excited to sleep so I am laying here and thinking of tomorrow. I heard the ping of my phone and saw my best friend Glory had texted me. Glory: Happy Birthday, girlfriend (Smile emoji) I looked at the time on the phone and saw it was past midnight. Wow, am I that excited that I am still awake?

one of the sisters pinched her old friend when she saw that Sister Joyce was literally drooling when they observed the brothers from afar, “it's a sin for us to have a lust for a man, especially the one wasn't supposed to be our soulmate.” Sister Joyce, one of the oldest priestess in the temple look at her younger friend in glee, “I’m sorry, Sister Marion, I maybe 105 years old woman, but I’m not blind, I mean look at them,” she pointed the brothers, “in a hundred years of my life, I never have seen men as fine as these brothers… the goddess must be in a good mood when she created them.” Sister Marion, who was short-sighted, did not understand what her friend was saying, so she decided to br

It was sweet, Lizzie knew, but she felt a pang in her heart looking at them. She felt a pang looking at all three of her older brothers. They'd all found love, hadn't they? Caleb and Megan, newly engaged; Mark and Abby, soon-to-be engaged, if she had to bet. The only small consolation was that her twin brother Seth was as single as she was, and Jubilee? Well, Jubilee was a baby, wasn't she? Wait, how old was her sister now? Twenty-three? Twenty-four? Lizzie pushed her champagne glass away. She'd already drunk too much. Now she was getting pathetic, and she refused to be pathetic. She was genuinely happy for Harrison and Sara. She wouldn't begrudge them their joy.

Aphrodite almost seems to comfort us, yet she still leaves us here in this icky place. The Sisters of Fate are much more hideous than I thought they would be. Their skin is a pale grey, their skin seems to glob from their bone. They all have at least eight legs, yet the way they crawl it seems like so much more. The whole main room is twindled with red string, they all seem to glow with fate.

"You have a great deal of purpose for that! That is all I'm to you, having a womb and letting someone out on legs!" "That is not something to joke about." He sneered. "And my birthday?" She asked abruptly, as yet overlooking him. "When's my birthday?" His jaw gripped and he stayed quiet, keeping his eyes stuck to hers. "I see compelling reason need to show off my abilities along these lines… " "You can't respond to it, can you?" She tested. "Yours is on the twenty-fifth of February. You have three sisters, Rosa bell, Anne, and Marie and an enormous more distant family relatives. You hate spinach and are afraid to honey bees, you like… "

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.