Littlesister Stories

Lowly. Illegitimate. Disgraceful. Amaryllis was a child born out of debauchery. She was raised in a family whose name was spoken only in lowered voices. A mafia dynasty, steeped in indifference and blood. Yet even within that empire of power, she remained a shadow in the presence of her brothers, seen but never truly known. However her heart loved them unconditionally. But life is both fragile and cruel. When terminal illness claimed her, she carried it alone behind fragile smiles, unwilling to darken the days of those she adored. Only one wish bloomed before the end, "I hope their feelings might change, even if it's temporary." And when that time comes... Please bring flowers to my funeral. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including psychological trauma and mature content. Note - The terminal illness described in this story is entirely fictional and included solely for storytelling purposes. - Cover: Canva © 2026 [CherylZielle]. All rights reserved. Do not copy or distribute without permission.

Riley doesn't remember the last time someone asked if she was okay. Not really asked. Not in the way that meant they were going to stay for the answer. She is seventeen years old and she has already learned the most important lesson this town has to offer - that people leave. They leave with promises folded neatly in their pockets, with good intentions they fully mean at the time, with duffel bags and bus tickets and fifteen days that turn into three years without a single word. They leave, and the ones left behind learn to stop waiting by the window. They learn to stop setting an extra plate. They learn to breathe around the absence until the absence just becomes the air. Riley works the late shift. She carries drinks to tables without being asked twice. She doesn't flinch at loud voices anymore. She doesn't cry at things that used to make her cry. She has become very good at being invisible in a room full of people - and even better at being invisible to herself. This is not the life she imagined. But it is the life she has. And she has made her peace with it, quietly, the way you make peace with things you never had a choice about. She is not waiting for anyone anymore. She stopped doing that a long time ago. Until the night a familiar face walks through the door - and three brothers who left her behind must now face what their absence built. Because blood doesn't forget. And neither does Riley.

Gracie Martínez A Girl Who's Whole Life She's Worn A Mask, Hiding Years of Pain and Abuse Behind A Smile. What Happens When Her StepFather Dies, And She Goes To Live With Her Six Older Brothers? Will They See Pain Behind Her Smile? Or Will They Turn a Blind Eye To The Cracks in Her Mask? Join Gracie And Her Brothers In This Story Of Healing

Verena was only eleven when she got arrested for murdering her brother's best friend. She was sent to a psychiatric hospital for what was only supposed to be six months. Now at fourteen she has been released into her eldest brother's custody to the dismay of most of her brothers. No one knows why she killed her bothers best friend but no one seemed to care. She was labeled as crazed killer and was looked at like a monster. The dark puzzle starts to come together in ways her brothers never expected. But will Verena be consumed by her demons before the dark comes to light?

✨️Mah-e-Noor: Between Love and Loneliness✨️ She was once the princess of the Malik family-spoilt, rebellious, and fearless. Hemayal Mah-e-Noor Malik grew up in a world where limits didn't exist, where tantrums were forgiven, and mistakes were hidden. But one argument, one careless decision, and everything she knew shattered. At fifteen, she was sent away to boarding school, abandoned by the family she loved, misunderstood by the people who mattered most. Now, more than four years later, Hemayal is called back home. Her grandmother misses her. Her siblings fear she hasn't changed. The cousins whisper, and the house that once adored her waits for the chaos she once brought. But Hemayal is not the same girl who left. The years away have taught her lessons she never wanted to learn. The girl who once demanded the world has almost lost herself-and now she must face the family she left behind. Will they see the change in her, or will the past always define her? A story of mistakes, loss, and the painful journey of growing up... of becoming someone you never thought you could. (Originally published on 20th October 2025 Republished on 23rd April 2026)

Two-year-old Ruhi had never known what it meant to belong. Abandoned in an orphanage and taught to stay quiet, she had stopped expecting anyone to come for her-until a hidden record and a DNA test revealed the truth. She had five brothers. Five brothers who blamed her existence for the loss of their parents. They did not want her. But their father's will left them no choice except to bring her home. What begins as responsibility slowly turns into attachment, protectiveness, and a love none of them expected. And when Ruhi starts calling the eldest brother **"Dadda,"** the unwanted little girl begins changing their broken house into a family. This is the story of five brothers who thought Ruhi had destroyed their world-only to realise she was the heart they had lost.

Taken from her family at the age of four, because of a deep grudge, Aria doesn't remember the place she used to call home. All she knows now, is silence and pain. All she has is her broken self, and the hope of being free one day. She's been called a curse, and she's been called worse- to the point where Aria doesn't know what is true or not. She'll never escape the hell she's in, she'll never have a home or a family, right? *Sneak peek* Aria: "BITCH! Where the fuck are you?" I wake up with a jerk on the cold floor of the kitchen's store. The rope that he used to keep me there when his friends were over, bit into my skin, and was now stained with red. He had forgotten. Again. But that was a good thing, because it means I didn't get beatings last night. I tired to move, but the pain from my ankle was sending vibrations to my brain, and I winced, my back hitting the wall hard. I closed my eyes, praying he won't find me- but luck is never on my side. He opens the door, and smirks as he looks down at me. His eyes were clear, he wasn't drunk. That was bad. He made it more painful when he wasn't. He undid the rope, and dragged me by the hair, into the kitchen. "You little bitch. Growing wings now, are we?" He threw me on the floor and kicked my ribs. Pain flared through me, but I shut my eyes tight. Don't make a sound. "Make me my damn breakfast right now. And I want it prepared next time or else." I nod my head, and get to my feet. But he dragged me towards him by the neck, my back to his front. His hand went under my shirt, the threat hanging in the air, and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Do you hear me?" I nod. His hand went up to my chest, and I swallowed the nausea rising up in me. "Yes who?" "Yes Daddy." I choked out. Then he pushed me towards the stove and walked out.

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At twelve years old, Emmy believes rules are the only thing that keep her alive. She believes her name is Emily-a girl who learned to be quiet, obedient, and perfect in order to survive. Every mistake feels dangerous. Every rule feels necessary. But when Lucian Valmont takes custody of her, Emily becomes Emmaline, and she is placed into a world nothing like the one she escaped. The Valmont household is powerful, disciplined, and unforgiving, ruled by stern authority and shaped by seven men who do not want her there. But as tensions rise within the family, it becomes clear that Emmy's quiet presence is changing them-whether they want it to or not. And when she is nearly lost, the Valmont brothers are forced to face the truth they've been avoiding. Emmy was never the weakest among them. She was the one holding them together

⚠️ CHAPTER 41 - 100 ARE PAID CONTENT VIA KO-FI ⚠️ ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" She whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ [⚠️ Chapter 41 - 100 are paid content via Ko-fi ⚠️] ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Cover by Canva © 2026 [CherylZielle]. All rights reserved. Do not copy or distribute the story without permission.

"She accepted the darkness not as punishment, but as home." 🌸🌸🌸 Anya has a father and three brothers. But they don't really care about her-they're just family by name. After Anya's mother died giving birth to her, the blame for her death was placed on Anya. Since then, the only things she has received from her father and brothers are blame, disrespect, ignorance, abusive words, and bullying-especially from her two elder brothers. They call her unlucky, a bad omen, a symbol of misfortune. They hate her. And over time, Anya has come to accept all of it. She has started to believe it herself-that she is cursed, that she brings bad luck. Anya is just 16 years old, but she's not like other girls her age. She has never lived a normal childhood-no fun, no laughter, no affection. Her whole life has revolved around just one thing: studying. Whether in school or locked inside her four-walled room, that's all she's ever known. She doesn't like facing her family. Deep inside, she believes she's the reason they're always upset, that her presence is a burden. She truly thinks she's not good enough to live under the same roof with them. Now, she's made a decision: after she turns 18, she will leave. Not to run away-but to protect them from herself. But what will happen when her family finds out what she's planning? Will they feel relief-or regret? Do they truly hate her-or have they just never tried to understand her? What will happen if they realize they were wrong to blame a child for something she never caused? What if they ask for forgiveness and beg her to stay? Will she stay? Or will she finally choose herself-for the first time in her life?

The day he buries his father, the new Pakhan expects only relief. The old man's reign of fear is finally over, and the Bratva already looks to its new leader for guidance. But in the back of a crowded church stands a little girl who should have been dead for five years. Her return forces him and his brothers to confront the secrets their father carried to the grave: the murder that shattered their family, the lies that stole their sister away, and the cruel institution that hid her from the world. As they unravel the truth, the brothers must decide whether blood alone can make a family-or whether some wounds run too deep to heal. In a world built on loyalty, violence, and silence, the dead man's final sin may prove more dangerous than all the crimes he committed in life.

A single DNA test changes everything. Novalyn isn't just adopted, she's a missing heir to the powerful Vespucci family. Dragged into a world of wealth, strict rules, and eight dangerously different brothers, she quickly realizes this isn't the dream life stories promise. She needs to get out of her as quick as possible. Before it engulfs her. DAILY UPDATES EACH OF 1k words plus

When a plane crash kills her abusive mother and stepfather, 12-year-old Sky Rossi is ripped from years of neglect and thrown into the guarded world of the Rossi mafia empire. Stolen at two. Forgotten. Starved. Scarred. She returns tiny, malnourished, with jagged short hair she cut herself and clothes that scream "stay away." Her eight older brothers rule New York's ruthless Italian mafia - cold, powerful, and deadly. They expected a fragile little sister they could shield and pamper. They got Sky - a stubborn, hot-tempered tomboy who glares instead of speaking, pushes everyone away, and would rather sleep on the floor than accept their luxury. She trusts no one, flinches at loud noises, and hides her terror behind icy silence or sudden outbursts. The Rossi brothers have faced every enemy in the underworld. But this short, rebellious girl might be the one who finally breaks through their armor... or forces them to face the family they failed.

[ Updates every alternate day @ 9pm IST ] Eighteen years ago, the powerful Raghuvanshi family lost everything in one horrifying night. A planned accident took away the newborn princess of the Raghuvanshi family while killing many others in the family. She was presumed dead by the world, never forgotten by her brother. For eighteen years, Yug Raghuvanshi searched for the little sister he lost as a ten-year-old boy. While the world saw him as the cold and ruthless heir of India's most powerful business empire, behind every success was a brother who refused to give up hope. Miles away in Mumbai, eighteen-year-old Shanaya lived an ordinary life filled with love, chaos, dreams, and the warmth of the only person she had ever called family, Zoya Mirza, the single woman who adopted her as a baby and raised her with endless love. Shanaya never needed riches. She never searched for her biological family. Because for her, Zoya was enough. But destiny had other plans. When the Raghuvanshis finally find Shanaya just days before she leaves for college in Udaipur, her world turns upside down. Suddenly, she is thrust into a life of unimaginable wealth, royal legacies, overprotective brothers, hidden enemies, family secrets, and a home that has waited eighteen years for its lost princess. But returning home is never easy. Especially when home feels unfamiliar. Caught between the simple life she loves and the powerful family she never knew existed, Shanaya must learn where she truly belongs. And somewhere amidst broken hearts, buried truths, sibling chaos, healing wounds, and unexpected love- A lost daughter begins to bloom. ═══ ♡ ═══ "Blood made them related. Love made them family."

Sixteen-year-old Leah D'Amore thought survival meant silence, foster homes, and pretending not to care. But when a single phone call rips her from her gritty life in Australia and drags her across the world to Italy, she finds herself face-to-face with the family she never knew she had-six overprotective brothers, a powerful father, and a past soaked in secrets. Now Leah must navigate a world of whispered warnings, forbidden memories, and loyalty that could cost her everything. Because in this family? Love isn't safe. And the truth might kill her.

There is a photograph. First birthday. The whole family around the long table - candles lit, cake centred, everyone leaning toward Isabella reaching for the flame, everyone laughing, everyone looking at the same thing. At the edge of the frame, barely in it, a small dark-haired girl in a white dress is looking at the candle. Not at her family. Not at her sister. Not at the camera. Just at the candle. Quiet. Still. Already, at one year old, watching the warmth from a slight distance. Nobody remembers who took the photograph. It was never framed. Never put in an album. Found years later in a box in the study, loose, slightly creased, as though it had simply been waiting. Her name is Serena Marchetti. The second twin. Born eleven minutes after her sister into a room already arranged around someone else - and she stayed that way, at the edge of things, for as long as the Marchettis of Milan would let her. This is not the story they would tell about her. This is hers.

𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞 /ˈnɒk.tɜːrn/ noun A musical composition inspired by the night-soft, melancholic, and haunting. A reminder that even the darkest hours carry a melody of their own. Where she mistook the Nocturne for the end, never knowing it was leading her home. -> Brothers/Family/Crimes

The Silvestri family has always been strong. One father and four boys - the only constant life has given them. They've endured heartbreak, loss, and pain that reshaped them in ways no one could see from the outside. Sofia, a nine-year-old girl, has spent her entire life with her mother. From a young age, she has had to fight - for herself, for stability, and for a last name she isn't sure truly belongs to her. But as her mother's health begins to fail, Sofia is brought to the family she has never met - a family that doesn't know her, and a life she's never known. From the very first glance, everything changes. How will this new arrangement reshape the Silvestri family? And will they accept Sofia for who she truly is?

Enisha , a 3 year old who never saw the light of the sun ; never felt loved and never understood the meaning of family just because of someone's hatred towards her father .A girl who never saw her father or mother yet still craved their affection. what would happen when she runs away from her abuser and finally meets the family who thought she was dead. Would she be able to get over her past easily? or would it haunt her and stop her from seeing her family's love for her ?