Death Note Light Sister Novels & Stories

Curiosity gets the better of me. I pick it up and flip it open. My stomach drops. Names. Dates. Dosages. Page after page. Dozens of entries. “What the hell…” I continue reading. Then I see a name that instantly turns my blood to ice. Kinsley Pennet. My sister. Everything around me suddenly goes silent. My pulse pounds in my ears. I stare at the page. The date listed beside her name is the same week she died. The same party. The same overdose.

terra replied as she showed her family sigil tattooed on her left arm, He scrunched his face up, snapping his hand as darkness enveloped the two of them, blocking sound and light from penetrating the circle, terrena raised an eyebrow at him "Till the shades of black are bright, and the touch of death is light" he said, Terra smiled and rolled her eyes, they all thought she never knew it, which was stupid seeing that any assassin or imposter worth their salt would know such words "I devote to the realm, my soul, the rays of light I will uphold" I and the rest completed, The man seemed shocked, staring at her but quickly reigned in his emotion, “We thought the whole royal lines were dead, it w

“We do not want a vacation, mistress. We aren’t serving under you on a whim after all. We want no reward. Serving you is enough of a reward.” As he spoke, Breaker spared glances at his sister as if to gauge her reaction. Seeing that the scary look in her eyes had disappeared, he sighed in relief and calmed down. Dark Shadow could only smile wryly at their reactions. These two were indeed siblings, she thought to herself. “Mistress, about the 6 days left until-” Bloodlust was speaking when suddenly, the bright light of the chandelier was turned on, causing each Undead to subconsciously shut their eyes.

“I don’t care. I won’t partake in that. I won’t be a part of something that takes away someone’s beast, which strips them of something so fundamental.” Veil studies me for a long moment, her eyes searching my face for any sign of doubt. Finally, she nods, a hint of respect in her gaze. “I understand. But what happened to your sister, to you was a crime, an atrocity. It wasn’t the result of the procedure we use here. What we do is different, and it’s done with the full consent of those involved.” I want to believe her, but the bitterness in my heart won’t let me. “It doesn’t matter. I won’t be a part of it.”

Do I have to die? [Mitchell, am I never going home again?] Mitchell's hands trembled violently, his face drained of all color. His shoulders shook as he finally broke down, his cries echoing through the room. "Nora… What the hell did I do? What have I done to my sister?" - On his way to the hospital, Mitchell received a call from a friend.

Carla asked with a tilt of her head causing Lily to blink and nod her head, she said, “She was… in fact, I think she was.” Carla hummed then said thoughtfully, “Then I am afraid that it’s impossible for your sister to die. It’s very difficult to kill a witch, even we light witches cannot kill one another much less a dark witch. A dark witch knows how to move her heart anywhere possible, unlike us who can only move our heart right from left.” She then gave Lily a look before adding, “If your sister was a dark witch… then she would even survive without a heart, so how did she die? I mean did you see her body? Hey girl? Are you listening?”

The only person who'd actually spoken to her before today was Neo, and it had been mere pleasantries. “I'm.. alive,” Irina replied with a faint smile, though still unsure of what they were all doing in here, at her bedside. But she guessed that they'd surely seen Anna, so maybe they could give her a status report. “How's my sister?” Neo licked his lips before answering, “She's alive, as well, but she's in a coma.. Doctors say they'll keep monitoring her, but they can't put a date on when she'd wake up,” he spoke as slowly as he could, trying to absorb the shock he was still feeling..

Fortunately, the Voice, in his infinite wisdom, had negotiated a peace treaty with this dangerous foe, which gave Motherland a breathing space to strengthen its defenses. But could Andrei be a native of any of those damned countries? Svetlana could not believe it. He was one of the People of Light. She had no real proof of it, but she felt it in every cell of her body. He may have called her “little sister” just to be polite, but now there was a bond of kinship between them.

“Do you really think… they’re talking about me? “Check your social media, Yuna.” The moment I finished speaking, the voices around us grew louder. “This whole family is unbelievable, completely heartless. Favoritism doesn’t even begin to cover it.” “If you ask me, people like this… if they die, so be it. At least the younger sister would finally have some peace.” “And that sister of hers—what the hell is wrong with her?” Yuna’s expression began to shift. She hurriedly pulled out her phone and opened her social media.

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.