Is Sisters Fruend A Protagonist Or Antagonist?

Being born as twins Phidelia and Phidel were separated at young age due to one or two reasons. Phidelia’s lived with her aunty in Netherlands while Phidel lived with their parents in Australia but they had always kept in touch. On one way or the other Phidelia mysteriously got missen, making her parents return back to Netherlands with Phidel with he bid to find her. They tried to find out more from the school authorities but no nobody seemed to give them any good answers. Phidel then thought there was only one way to find out the whereabout of her sister and that was to get enrolled in the school which she did in her sister's disguise. She from her research found out that her sister lost her life to bullies. She felt bitter, seeking revenge for her sister as her spirit hoovers around her and she is the only one who sees her. What really happened to Phidelia’s? What is the reason behind their separation? And how is Phidel going to get back at her sisters murderers. Will Phidelia’s spirit ever leave her sister? Join me on this journey to find out more.

My sister and I were both enslaved after the Great War and the defeat of humankind. But before long, my sister's striptease performance earned the Alpha lycan's favor, and they soon left, holding hands. On the other hand, I was taken away by a masked man unceremoniously after he left some money on the counter. However, no one expected the Alpha lycan to chew through my sister's throat during the full moon, while the masked man treasured me, pampering me with endless wealth and prestige. My sister turned into a vengeful spirit then and cursed me to death. When I opened my eyes again, we had both reincarnated to that fateful day. This time, my sister threw herself straight into the masked man's arms, sniffling as she begged, "Please love me?" Standing nearby, I laughed. After all, it was wonderful that I didn't have to be a vampire's walking blood pack in this life.

My little sister Willa? Always played the noble princess—even during the freaking apocalypse. She was pregnant and still trying to look like some graceful queen. I told her to end it. Safer that way. She slapped me. "Shut up. How can you be so heartless?" Meanwhile, I skipped meals so she and her rescue-pet gang could eat. When I collapsed from hunger, she snorted. "Drama queen. Think of it as a free weight-loss plan." I dragged her to the base, the safe zone, and nearly died doing it. She snatched the last of my rations. "The baby and I are good. Give the rest away." I died from my injuries—frozen, starving, forgotten. Willa? She got crowned a saint. Even landed the baby daddy—the Deputy Governor—and kicked off her perfect little fairytale. Then I woke up. Back to the moment she asked me to swear I'd protect her and the baby. This time, I laughed in her face. "Die for all I care."

My adopted sister, Selene Vale, and I were transported to the Beast Realm, where the Beast God allowed us to choose our fate. One path was to become a Warrior Female, blessed with powerful strength, sharp claws, and the ability to hunt and fight. The other was to become a Blessed Female, gifted with rare fertility, a beautiful human form, and a scent that naturally attracted the strongest males. In our last life, Selene was afraid she would not survive in this brutal world, so she chose the Warrior Female path. I became the Blessed Female. Selene was sent to the poorest clan in the north with three injured outcast males: a one-eyed wolf, a hawk with a broken wing, and a young feline shifter everyone believed was weak. Meanwhile, I was claimed by Theron, Darius, and Lucan, three of the strongest and most powerful males in the Beast Realm. Everyone envied me. Later, the three of them rose to rule the Beast Realm, and I was crowned Queen Consort at their side. Selene thought I had received everything she deserved. Consumed by jealousy, she dragged me into the poisonous Black Mist Swamp, determined to die with me. But she never knew the truth. The crown she envied was a cage. The three males who once worshipped me eventually locked me away, stripped me of my freedom, and treated my body as nothing more than a tool to produce powerful heirs. When I opened my eyes again, we were standing before the Beast God. We had both returned to the day we chose our fate. This time, Selene rushed forward first. “I choose to become a Blessed Female.” Then she turned to me with a victorious smile. “Sister, this time, the crown will belong to me.” “As for those three useless outcasts, you can have them.” She thought she had stolen my destiny. She had stolen my prison.

This story centers around two blood sisters who turned from loving each other to hating each other. Kalthum the calm and loving sister found herself in a situation she never expected, her sister who she loves so much turned into her worse nightmare. Life hasn't been so good at all to her since then. She was blamed for things she didn't do all planned by her sister Basma. Things became worse when their boss realized he was in love with kalthum, Basma made sure to do everything possible to separate this two which she successfully did not until this particular day......

My younger sister and I shared a single body, though we each had our own souls. Ever since we were kids, our family decided who got to inhabit the body and who had to hibernate by drawing lots. I always drew the long stick, while Stella always drew the short one. Our family held a new draw every month. Whenever she was the one in the body, our parents and older brother would take her on vacations and road trips around the world. She got to see places I could only ever dream of. Whenever it was my turn to inhabit the body, they locked me inside the house and forced me to stay up all night, studying. I had to endure every hardship in life, from high school entrance exams to college entrance exams. Every challenge that mattered was my responsibility. However, whenever I succeeded, they made sure the next draw favored Stella. She effortlessly walked away with everything I had worked for. One day, she severely injured the daughter of a powerful local thug at school. My brother did not hesitate for a second to make the decision. “Tomorrow’s the first of the month, anyway. Since we’re the ones who decide the draw, switch Stella out. Let her wake up and take the fall for Stella.” Our parents did not object. Trapped deep within our shared body, I let out a bitter laugh. As I watched them protect my sister without a second thought and offer me up as the scapegoat, the last piece of my heart shattered. They did not know I had the choice to enter permanent slumber. I looked at them with a broken heart. From this moment on, I would never again live as Stella’s stepping stone or take the blame for her mistakes.